Ares wants revenge and for that alone, he has returned to Olympus, but he will meet a muse who will make him rethink his priorities. Although it may not seem like it to him. War has always been his only love, the only reason for his existence, he enjoys the pleasures that his divinity grants him but everything changes from one moment to another. Can Ares admit that he has a heart? Will he accept that he not only loves war but also loves love? Only a muse can be the reason for his existence and make him know true happiness, but not everything is easy, can the gods of Olympus separate them? Revenge, love, betrayal, and drama ... I invite you to know the other side of the God of war.
The blonde looked at his muses, each one more beautiful than the last. There were brunettes, chestnuts, blondes, redheads, freckled, freckled, bulky. A row of beauties to choose from. He loved them like his life and for the same reason, he couldn't decide which one to send.
Ares, the god of war. He was a maniac, a tyrant, a beast.
"And? What will it be?" Asked her sister with her hands on her hips somewhat annoyed by the wait.
She frowned still unable to decide, they all looked scared.
"I don't understand why it must be one of my muses" he said, postponing the moment of delivering the woman.
"It's what Mother ordered" Hebe released annoyed by the reluctant behavior of the star.
"He can heal himself"
"It's what Mother ordered" her sister said again. Apollo knew that if Hera ordered something, it was better for him to obey, otherwise, the queen would take the refusal very badly.
With no choice, he turned to his muses again. He had to choose someone strong, someone, who would not be frightened by the god of war like everyone he knew. Someone... so disrespectful and haughty that she became annoying. He smiled looking at the redhead.
She looked back at him, and her eyes flashed with fear. I didn't let it show for long though. The fear became fire in his eyes.
"Come here, Daria"
The muse approached and he took her face with both hands.
"If you feel threatened in any way, get out of there at that precise moment. Do you understand?"
She glared at him and nodded.
Daría had been taken to the temple of Apollo a very short time ago, she still did not get used to have a master and was very rebellious, you could even say that she was wild.
This made Apollo especially appreciate her. She didn't just let herself be guided, she fought against the current.
He saw how the muse was carried by his sister to the carriage and sighed. I hoped it was okay. While she was the one to serve such a menacing god, she could drive him out of her mind at any moment.
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Daría watched the blonde goddess leave, she had left her at the door of the god's chambers and had fled. What a goddess.
She knocked on the huge golden door but no one answered, forcing himself to gather his courage, she pushed the door open and crossed the threshold.
Everything looked as calm as if he were alone. Perhaps he had gone to heal elsewhere.
After all, he was not supposed to live on Olympus anymore. She had not yet arrived when this had happened but the other muses had told her the story of Ares and Aphrodite.
Discovered in full betrayal of the goddess's husband and exposed to the shame of being seen by every one of the gods in full swing. It had been one of the war god's main reasons for fleeing to Thrace, that and the banishment of his sister Eris.
He took a couple more steps when he heard a groan. He froze. He was there, he was there.
Well, this is what he had come to, and the sooner he finished, the sooner he would leave.
She approached the god's room and stepped over the threshold. She saw him lying on the bed, shaking with pain, despite his immense size, he looked almost ... defenseless.
He approached her until he touched her arm, the man turned so quickly that he made her jump, his gaze was as fierce as a lion's and his face so brutal that it made her recoil. It reminded him of a wounded animal that wanders off into the dark so it can lick its wounds in peace.
"I ... am ... a muse ... I ... have been sent ... to ... to ... help you, with ... your wounds"
"Long, I don't need your help" The god's voice was so raspy and deep that it reminded Daria of a being from the dark forest.
The muse lowered her gaze to his arm, was caught by the huge hand of the god, and wanted to scream.
The threat, threatened, what had Apollo said about the threats?
"I ... I'm ... sorry ..."
The god's face twitched, small beads of sweat formed on his forehead and he lay back due to the intense pain.
"Are you okay?" The muse released frightened.
Until then I notice the huge golden stain on the white sheets. The god was bleeding.
I quickly look for the materials to clean his wounds and bandage him. She returned and tried to accommodate him in a better position but the god, with one arm, threw her to the floor of the room.
"I told you to get out" He let out almost in a growl.
"I will do that. After I heal your wounds"
The god looked at her with hatred but was silent. He had no more strength to fight.
The muse managed to put him on his back and began to clean the huge wound on his belly.
The god had been completely pierced by a spear. She had never seen anything like this, it wasn't that she had seen many wounds in her life. She was a muse, not a harpy. By all the gods!
She cleaned his wounds and sold him as well as he could. The man had long since fallen into unconsciousness and when he finished, she could finally see him without fear of having his head ripped off.
His skin was golden, his hair as black as coal, long to below his shoulders, and his face seemed sculpted by Zeus himself. And his muscles, she had never seen such muscles, as hard as a rock, but smooth as silk. His lips, could they be that perfect? Were they as soft as they looked? His nose was somewhat large and crooked, sure of past battles, but it only made him look more manly. His thick black beard framed his face so perfectly that it didn't surprise him that Aphrodite had fallen in love with him. She, who only loved beauty, had had the most beautiful man on Olympus.
He didn't know why, but he stayed by her side until the sun rose.
Sleep overcame her without her even realizing it and she fell asleep beside him. Having seen his perfect face as the last thing before falling into the arms of Morpheus.
Enslaved and tortured, she believed darkness had consumed her completely. But then, this man appeared: The Devil, a man shrouded in shadows and mystery. Drawn to his brute strength and dangerous aura, she longed for his protection. However, her love for this dark man dragged her into a deadly game. Can she escape his clutches and find happiness, or will she be trapped forever in his world of shadows?
A party that gets out of control An infidelity that breaks my heart Betrayals, secrets, and truths coming to light They accuse me of a crime I didn't commit, but I will prove my innocence. I don't remember much, just a few gray eyes that became my salvation in more ways than one.
She... a sweet, tender, delicate and insecure woman, expelled from her family. He... a man scarred by battles, strong, confident, strict and known for being cruel A favor that united two people beyond a friendship. They were polar opposites. The attraction was irremediable. 3 months were enough to love each other.
A bastard like him shouldn't have her ... A woman like her shouldn't be wasting herself on someone who doesn't know how to treat a lady. She does not interest me what they think, she will be for me. I am the one who will make her enjoy it and worship as the goddess that she is. Go ahead, you can judge me ... but I want and want for myself, my brother's wife. And I won't stop until I get it. My name is Santino and this is the story of how an unusual woman snatched away the calm and peace that she had in my life. Alexa came to me in the simplest way possible and without doing anything to get my attention, but my brother was the trigger that the passion that existed in me focused on his girl, and in his attempt to be better than me, he committed the mistake of unleashing a forbidden love between her and me.
I am not the type of girl who attracts men, my life is not very social and my best friend is my cat Salem. He dedicated me to writing, hanging out with my brother, and sometimes with my few friends. Everything was normal until that Valentine's Day when everything changed for me. Two men burst into my life as if they were earthquakes, their auras indicating danger and they enveloped me in their life as if I had belonged there. My mother always said that men with tattoos were a danger and a problem for girls. But these two Greek gods got me and now I'm part of the mob. This is my story
Lailah Gazth had her whole life planned, but her world falls apart when her best friend Alison dies in a car accident, caused by nothing more and nothing less than the young criminal Azael Grimm or so he calls himself ... Lailah decides to take a risk and report him, getting a trial in which they will debate whether he is guilty or not, but that will be in three months, the same time Azael has to make her fall in love and prevent her from testifying against him and thus not go to jail. Will she get it? What consequences could she bring to her after her?
Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
What happens when an all business Alpha planning his chosen's mating ceremony, smells the most wonderful fruity scent that belonged to his curvy mating ceremony planner. Confident plus size Ji'lahni, her two cousins, and friend owns a successful Wedding planning company along with a dance, and self defense workout studio, get hired by their new friend who is like a mother to them to plan her sons wedding I mean mating ceremony? What will happen when the sassy plus size women step into the world of werewolves? Read to find out.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."