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“I am Ares, the God of War. And you are Enyo, Goddess of War. I did not kill him, but I am here to kill you.”
“You know nothing, Jon Snow,” I quoted, shaking my head and eating more. “My name is not Jon Snow. You are irritating and confusing,” Ares said tightly.
He kissed me with the ferocity of a man starved, as though he had never tasted anything like me before, and I knew that because it was exactly how I felt. Never, ever had a kiss been so consuming, so full of promise, so damned right.
Ares and Bella/Enyo finally kiss!!
If a man told me he wouldn’t sleep with me unless I had bigger boobs or longer hair or a bigger bank balance, I’d tell him to go fuck himself. Why was Ares letting her treat him this way? I bit down on the inside of my cheek, hard. Why did I care?
Bella realizing she really does care for Ares. More than his current girlfriend, Aphrodite does
So why, why, why I had I never felt anything like what I had when Bella kissed me? Why had I never seen fire burn in Aphrodite’s eyes? Why had the drums of war never beat to the rhythm of my racing pulse when Aphrodite kissed me? Because whenever I was with Aphrodite, I was only aware of her. I was never aware of my own feelings or body. I always wanted more of her delight, her pleasure, her satisfaction, only considering my own release later.
Is Aphrodite using her powers on Ares? Is that why he only feels a desire to please her and nothing for her as a person?
I beamed at him, holding my sword up between us. “Oh yes, armor-boy. I’ve got a fucking sword.”
I saw an arm reach down toward me, ready to take a swipe, but it would take an age to reach me, he was moving so slowly.
Cottus/Hundred Handed One(Titan) is not moving slow, Bella is miving so fast it only seems that way.
I had convinced myself that Aphrodite was the key to that feeling I craved so hard. But she wasn’t. Her love was temporary, and weak and false. Aphrodite didn’t want to make me better, or stronger. But Bella... A realization crashed into me, as clear as crystal. I would take the thrill of fighting the Hydra with Bella over a night in Aphrodite’s bed without hesitation. Bella made me better. She reveled in the moment, thrived on the adrenaline, gloried in victory. When she was strong, I was strong. And she wanted the people around her to have strength; she wasn’t cruel or greedy.
Ares finally realizes he loves Bella, not Aphrodite
I wanted her. And it was more than just her body I needed. She was mine. I knew it, with a sudden and almost painful clarity. She was mine.
“I would have dropped the towel for you. If we had been alone.” I didn’t expect him to reply, and I almost let out a moan when his husky voice filled my head a second later. “I would have ripped it from you with my teeth.”
Get the tooth, take it to Dentro, fuck the God of War senseless. This had the potential to be a freaking excellent night.
I loved Ares. And I would do anything to get him back.
“It is rare to see such understanding of a person’s darker traits. Such optimism could transform a life. Many lives.”
Zeeva(Bella's guardian) talking about Ares' love for Bella
