Orfeo 소설 & 이야기

His voice was large and deep, echoing through the wind. "Who are you?" asked Leon. "I heard from the whisper of the wind that you are looking for Hesperides. You will definitely want to kill Medusa,” he said again. "What's your business!" exclaimed Claire irritably. “I am Notus, God of the South Wind. I will not allow you to visit Hera's orchid garden! The south is my rule!" he exclaimed. The wind blew so hard that Claire and Leon's bodies were almost lifted off the ground. The two of them clung to the trunk of the nearest tree.

My words seem to register with Hector as he sniffs the air, his eyes flashing with anger to my arm. “You touched my Luna?” Hector is by my side in a flash, his hand ripping me to his side. His growl is unworldly, which is mirrored by his own Father. “I’m sure..” Orpehus tries to diffuse the spiralling confrontation, but he doesn’t understand the bad blood between us all. “Get them out of here Orpheus before I make Than an orphan as well as mate-less.” His threat even shakes me to my core, as his aura darkens.

Thankfully we didn't have to wait long for the announcement. As Andromache was portioning out breakfast, Minos’ voice boomed through the labyrinth. “WELCOME TO THE THIRTEENTH DAY OF THE FESTIVAL! TODAY WE SEND….. PERIBOEA AS TRIBUTE!” Minos declared. I glanced at Hesione and nodded as I stood. “I will collect her and bring her back.” I stated. “May I come? We weren’t exactly close, but our fathers were.” Melite questions standing up. “If you wish.” I nodded, grabbing my ax.

"Little did she know that the man was one of Aoife's lovers. He ran away from her and accidentally found Desideres. Although Aoife had a lot of lovers, she didn't take it lightly when she found out that the man's heart now belonged to Desideres. Aoife was more furious when she learned that Desideres was the most beautiful creature born in Terra." Thane didn't know anything about Desideres, but he knew who Aoife was. She was a halfling. Born from the Atlantean Goddess, Oceana and her vampire lover. Aoife was a greedy, lecherous woman. She was the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of Ocearia, and all the men she wanted became her lovers, whether they liked it or not.

Fiona extends her hand towards Uriel, "I will do it. Please hurry!" With a slight grin, he grabs her hand and bites on her index finger to suck a bit of her blood. He whispers something which she finds beyond her knowledge but then she ignores it immediately. "Now, repeat after me", Uriel orders Fiona. "I, Fiona Arbelt, pledge my loyalty to the great demon Orus from hereby. Even if I've to meet death, I won't hesitate to give my life for him. My soul belongs to my master." Fiona replies after him and slowly feels a faint connection with Orus as she can hear the sound of someone whispering in her ears and the loud cries of hell!

She didn’t plan on putting on anything overly elaborate to seek out Rok. As she washed herself using a bowl of warm water and lightly scented floral soap, she thought about who would be next in line for the throne if Eru married Hextan and the dragon killed Nya. It would be their cousin, who was currently only thirteen years old. His name was Sten. He was her father’s sister’s son. He was a bright boy, strong and handsome. He would probably make a better king than Nya would a queen, she thought.

“But how is she merging with Apolliana? I thought the reason Le Créateur made her human was so that her human could restrain her angel. Didn’t the Siren say that Lana would have to die for Apolliana to rise?” I shake my head, “I also assumed the same. But then I thought about what has changed since the scales were rectified. What is to happen now that Azazel and Zoe are together, and Bree and Fallon realized the Eru’s prophecy?” I snap my fingers, and an ancient tome appears in my hands. “We found this deep in my library. It’s a similar interpretation to the one of The Book of Kings.” I flip through the book until I reach the page that I am searching for. “Resurgemus mundos viros neque sanct

The moment it left the snow, a faint pulse of silver light flickered across its surface before disappearing just as quickly. Everyone saw it. Astrid took an involuntary step backward. "Please tell me someone else saw that." "We all did," Evren replied quietly. Rowan turned the pendant over in his hand. "There are words on the back." Lucien leaned closer. "I can read them." His voice dropped almost to a whisper as he translated the ancient script. "'To the one who remembers...'" He stopped. "What is it?" Pearl asked. Lucien swallowed before finishing the sentence. "'...follow the forgotten path.'"

he said as he smiled at her. She glanced back to him and rolled her eyes then looked back up. “I know a little bit. I like to read all the stories about the ancient Earth gods. They were some mighty strange folks. Like that constellation right there, that’s Antares. It’s my favorite story of all. You see, this gentleman named Orpheus could charm everyone with his magical harp. He could even stop battles with the beautiful music he played on it. One day he married a beautiful woman, I can’t recollect her name, but on their wedding night she was bitten by a snake and died. He had to go all the way to hell to find her soul and bring her back to the land of the living because he loved her so muc

I asked as I tried to crawl up from the hard floor. I stood, making my way to him, but his cold gaze stopped me in my tracks, as he took few steps towards me. Unconsciously, I took some steps backward. The more he came forward, the more I moved back. My feet slipped off a ledge, and it took me a moment to realize we were standing on a cliff, overlooking a large flowing water. "You are a disgrace and an embarrassment to this Pack, Ophelia. I curse the day the moon goddess gave you as a mate to me."