Hyperion Romane & Geschichten

"When the human proposed to Selene on the balcony, she sneered and laughed at his face. She couldn't believe that a mere mortal from Earth dared to proclaim his love to her and ask her hand for marriage. Instead of letting the mortal go, Selene beheaded the human then and there." "Hyperion was furious because, without the man, he knew he wouldn't be able to solve the problem of the large water bodies. So, the water bodies dried up, within seven days, and with it, all the animals who depended on the water bodies died too. Hyperion was devastated and angry. He transferred his wrath on his daughter, whose pride and arrogance had ca

"A flagship?" I whispered, the word feeling like lead on my tongue. "They’re turning the Earth into a ship?" "Not just a ship," Fenris said, his face illuminated by the flickering red status screens. "A **Dreadnought**. They’ve realized that the 'Intersection'—this hybrid of magic and data—is the perfect fuel. They aren't going to process us one by one anymore. They’re going to fuse the entire biosphere into a singular, sentient engine."

It had become a geological event, a jagged scar of emerald light sitting in the center of the dark, churning Great Ocean. ​When the twins’ Gold light had flooded the Hive’s liquid-metal circuits back in the command spire, it hadn't just shorted out the engines; it had initiated a Hyper-Biological Overdrive. The Architects had built the ship out of "programmable matter"—a mercury-like alloy designed to respond to data. By introducing the Gold, we had replaced the "Delete" command with "Growth."

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

Men with iron swords and shields clanging against each other and lightning bolts striking numerous fighters, the sight gave me goosebumps as I realized I was looking at a painting of Zeus and his brothers. “The war of the Gods,” Damien said over my shoulder as he noticed my admiration of the art. The war of the gods was a ten-year war between Hades and his brothers to overthrow their father9, I tried to find which character depicted was meant to be Lucifer since I had already found Zeus.

“If you were to command me to turn on my brothers, I would have no choice but to do so. Even if I were to fail, my last breath would be spent fulfilling your wishes.” “I don’t…I don’t think I want that kind of power over you, Helios.” I told him, running my eyes down the length of his muscular torso, though it wasn’t in the way one might think. He stood well over six feet tall, with shoulders so broad I wondered how he touched anything without crushing it. Arms like tree trunks rippling with bands of muscle protruded on either side of him, with hands the size of catcher’s mitts, capable of crushing skulls and windpipes alike.

CHAPTER 1 Sofia's POV My name is Sofia Cherilyn Sánchez, long name right! well I was named after my two grandmothers. My father's mother Sofia and Cherilyn my mom's mother. They both died before I was born so my parents named me after them. My dad is half Latino and half American. His mother was from Mexico and his dad was an American. And my mom is American. I look like both my dad and mom. I have my mom's deep blue eyes, my dad's light brunette hair and dimples on my right cheek. My dad says when I smile I look so much like my mom.

After so many years suddenly if a girl just calls and informs that she is Myra Moretti then obviously it is not an easy thing to digest. “Put the call on the speaker papa. We both want to hear.” Hearing Arjun’s command Rana Pratap put the call on the speaker. He became a robot after hearing the stone-cold voice of that girl. She has the same icy aura and cold voice just like her mother Minerva. How could that be possible that her daughter became just the replica of her mother? Rana was still in a trance once he heard the second sentence from the other side. “Hello, Is somebody still there?” Myra asked again after a long trail of silence.

It’s impossible unless there’s some magic in it. “Both of you must be wondering how it would happen because there’s no way it would.” He responded calmly with a smile. “So...” I trailed off as Harry glances at me. “Why did it happen?” “There’s a story behind it.” Cortèz states and it instantly made me curious. “In ancient times, thousands and thousands of years ago, there was a deity called Olca and she was the keeper of that volcano. Olca was lonely in her volcano and had no one there with her because the volcano was surrounded by the huge sea. Until she met the human who took the risk to visit the volcano. He was a mountaineer from the island of Maui and he was Luahu. His name in Mauian la

Silvia tensed when Hunter walked through her towards the bed where her future self lay. Hunter crawled over to her as she smiled shyly and Hunter peppered kisses on her belly slowly making his way up. He was kissing her sweetly while mumbling how much he loves her and her future self was beaming with happiness. Hunter had a scar on his eyebrow. Silvia jerked back to reality. Her eyes went wide as saucers. She had a vision in which she and Hunter were together. How was that possible?