Zeus Ragnarok Novels & Stories

I whispered, my brows connected. I felt Zeus’ hand press against the small of my back as he stood tall beside me. The air around him crackled with barely restrained fury, dark veins pulsing around his cold eyes. He was on the brink of losing control and tearing her apart from limb to limb, I could feel it. The only thing holding him back was the fact that she was a woman. If it had been a man standing before him, the scene would have taken a far more violent turn. Iris glanced at me, and her eyes instantly went down, pure shock crossing her features. “Forgive me, Future Luna. I failed to protect you.”

"Yeah, I don't know how I didn't make the connections earlier, my grandma used to tell me a story at bed time and thinking about what you have said it is similar" "Oh ok" Mum started reading aloud to me from the book. "Ragnarok is a battle at the end of the world. It is to be fought between the gods or aesir, lead by Odin the all father, and the dire giants the jotnar and other monsters, led by Loki and surtr. Not only will most of the gods, giants, and monsters die in this battle, but almost everyone in the universe will be destroyed.

And his name gave birth to the word 'panic'. Now the young gods climbed to Olympus, took over the palace, and Zeus became their king. His throne was guarded by four winged spirits, two male and two female, named Kratos , Zelos , Nike and Bia. They represented strength, rivalry, victory, and force respectively. Kratos and Bia were the law-enforcers and were tasked with jobs such as the apprehension and imprisonment of the Titans. Nike drove Zeus' chariot and often accompanied him in miniature form.

As I sat in the dimly lit room, still reeling from Lynn's shocking revelations, a rush of conflicting emotions coursed through my veins. Zea, the woman I had come to love and trust, was now at the centre of a dark and dangerous secret. Lynn's words echoed in my mind, urging me to take action, to confront the unthinkable truth that Zea may be part of a group planning to assassinate the president.

Pointing the sword at him, he groans I tilt my head to the side. “You are supposed to be the almighty Zeus. Ha, all I see is a whimpering boy.” I say the closer I get to him. Grabbing him by his collar, I drag him out of the crater. “You marked me for death as a child, breaking your own laws. You will pay for your deceit.” I say as I feel Jadara leave my body. His eyes widen, knowing his fate is now sealed. “Hi Zeus.” She says to him she circles him like he is prey. When I’m hit with a bolt of lightning, which sends me flying backwards.

"There is nothing to understand about John. Beelzebub already said it...there is a war to come." "The doves you saw that day represent the greek goddess-Aphrodite...the snakes, they represent- Athena. The dark clouds represent Zeus, the hammer, which is called Mjölnir, it is the hammer of the Norse god, Thor, son of Odin. And finally, the hand which creeped upon your shoulder is the god of death from the egyptian pantheon, Anubis." "These were signs.." "And how do I know all of these?" He asked them and instantly replied.

Zeus watched him with mocking eyes. Darren wolf was seconds away from ripping Zeus's head off when he heard a piercing scream. It was his chosen mate. Zeus set her on fire! In a twinkle of an eye, Darren returned to his human form and rushed to his mate. "Stop it!" He growled when the fire increased. Zeus remained in front of June, forming a shield that protected them from the fire. "It's in my blood," Darren's chosen mate said, "My blood is on fire!"

There’s a woodcut illustration of Fenrir devouring Odin. “Ragnarök.” Tara braces her hands on the table on either side of the book. “It’s not an end, so much as a renewal. But for the gods, it’s very much an end.” “I don’t like the sound of that,” I say, dread piercing my heart. “You know, since they’re using Owen and me as avatars for gods in their little plan.” Tara’s expression is grim as she looks each of us in the eye, one by one. “The thralls aren’t planning to end the world. They’re planning to end the gods.

It was fighting off the plague that was trying to consume me. “Miss Zarah! Someone get to Ms. Winters and get Captain Archer.” I feel like there’s a cloud dispersing from my mind and I soon realize, with great terror, that this plague isn’t a disease. It is an omen. It is an omen that another one of the princes is coming—Leviathan, the demon prince of envy.