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A Gods Love

The werewolf God, Brutus the god of bloodlust, never felt love. All he cared was violence...blood....war...and death. Eos the most beautiful Woman in the world, her hair is the color of the darkest of all chocolates, eyes matches the freshly blossom violets, skin tone is flawless as freshly planted snow. Although beauty has a prices....when Eos was 16 she was kidnapped, by a pack of Rouges...from her family...friends...everything. 8 years later, Brutus....the God of bloodlust, thou whom swore to never have a mate...falls in love with the Beautiful mortal Slave, Eos.... But little do they know is Eos....has unknown power that only a god could have.

Kermit_The_frog_0956 · Fantasy
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14 Chs

Suffer The Heat

Someone's POV?

I place a cigar between my lips and inhale, the Greece night air was tainted with the smell of impure human. "Hurry up boys, we need to scram before the police show up." I ordered my crew, as I walk towards the old man's shop we're in the process of robbing. Before walking in I look at my reflection of the outside window. My slick jet black hair, with chucks of dark red, (So like fire hair but with black) still stood in the same place from this morning thanks to the gel, although the grey strands of hair shows I'm getting older. Which I didn't like very much. Bags hung under my Red-Orange eyes, I don't sleep much...I prefer hunting down people who know the where about of....HER.

I slide my fingers thru my hair and walk into the building.

"Boss! The Old Man has something he want's to say to you~" One of my men spoke.

"Oh really? I thought no one was in here, and this late?" I walk towards them puffing out smoke like a Steam-train. One of my gang members was hold an old man's arms behind his back and trying to keep him still.

"We caught him hiding in the broom closet, Boss."

I glare down at the bad of wrinkles, he was indeed old maybe early 80s, he wore an apron, a baggy pair of blue jeans and a button up, long sleeved shirt, he has his sleeves rolled up. "So," I inhale my cigar. "What are you hidin' old man." I blow smoke in his face.

The man coughs and chokes on the thick fog, "Non of your concern Hephaestus!" The old man shook with rage and glares at me.

"Oh so you know who I am~" A smirk creeps up my face, "Wonderful that means you know what's about to go down."

"I-I'm not telling you nothing..." He lowers his head away from me.

"..." I inhale and exhale a sigh, "I'm guessing you don't know what my name means, grandpa?"

"The God of fire...It doesn't make you important though so get lost!"

I felt my eye twitch, this guy was getting one my nerves I swear. "..." I look him dead in the eyes then burst out laughing. Which made him nervous, "Oh! You're hilarious Old man!" I slap a hand on his shoulder, "Wanna see a magic trick?!"

"..." He remains silent.

"Jeffery! Come here." Jeffery has been getting on my nerves for the passed week, keeps screwing things up like earlier he almost tripped the alarm. So it's time I 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝑒 him~

"Ye-yes boss?"

I take my hand off the old man and places it on top of Jeffery's head to hold him still, "Watch Him 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇~"

Jeffery knew what was going on, "Wait! Boss! P-Please give me another chance!"

"Shh~" I hush him but he pleads more. I look at the old man and with my other hand I pull out my cigar from my lips.

"All you're gonna do is burn him a little bit! I can handle a little bu-"

At this point I was furious, I then press the tip of my cigar on to Jeffery's head and he screams. The others watch in horror as the burn mark spread thru Jeffery's entire body turning his skin from the color of charcoal to ash. His flesh crisping and flaking away like the aftermath of a bon fire. I pull off my cigar and places it back on my mouth then lightly, I blow on the burnt mangled body. It dissolves and flies away in the gust of air, "You were saying..." I glare at him with a grin, "Old Man~"

He stares at the ashes in shock, "You're...You're..."

I throw my arms up and give him a small bow, "Yup! The Hephaestus~ God of Fire. Now start talking, where is she?"

"...I don't know who you're talking about..."

I give him a small snicker then it slowly turns into a cackle, "Hera's fucking daughter! You know where she is!" I grab him by his collar and lift his small frail body up in the air, "Where is Eos?!"

The man shook with fear from my chaotic ways, "I-I don't know!" He raises his hands up and whimpers those words.

"Oh to hell you don't! Where is she..." My eyes sparked with bloodlust wanting to this mans life already.

"..."

"..." I drop him hard on the ground and start to walk towards the broken in door, "I'll be sure to say Hi to your Grandson Old man." I chuckle.

"W-wait!"

I stop, slowly putting my foot down. Glancing over my shoulder at him, I smirk.

"Eos....Is In America....Dodge City, Kansas." The old man says in defeat.

I chuckle again, "Well played Hera~ Well Played~" I raise my hand and snap, letting the boys know what to do next. I step out of the building and walk away, the old man screaming,

"Wait! Don't do this! N-!"

Then the sound of a pistol being fired fills the cold night air.

"Looks like I'm going to America~ Here comes your Brother~ Eos~" I mumble leaving me howling with laughter in the night air.

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