The Divine Pact

Chapter 5 05

Word Count: 1288 | Released on: 22/04/2025

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ou," he sneered

pounded against her ribcage, the adrenaline in her veins setting her senses on high alert. Everything seemed too surreal. T

else. She could feel the weight of his words, his presence, something dange

s voice was flat, devoid of any emotion, but it carried a terrifying promise. His grip o

bear. The smell of his leather jacket overwhelmed her senses, a heady combination of smoke, something dark, and the faintest trace of cologne. But it was his presence, more than

e smaller one, stepped forward, his eyes narrowed. There was a flicker of anger in his g

maller man said, his voice thick with menace.

, his grip tightening once more on Thea. She wasn't

t unnatural. The darkness seemed to swallow them up as though they had never existed at all. The sound of the

idn't move, still as stone. But something had changed. The tension in the air

her heart leaping into her thro

s they hovered over her. Shae's chest didn't rise and fall with breath. Her skin was cold, too col

she whispered her name over and over, but there

id, his voice soft, but the words

t. "My name is not Lissandre. It's Thea, damn it! Why are you all calling me that?" She felt her chest constrict with a mixture of grief and frustrat

atching her as she cradled Shae's lifeless form in her arms. His face w

said at last, his voice quiet. "For

ike this. Not with Shae lying in the dirt. "I can't," she whispered, tears s

Shae's hair, trying to find some semblance of warmth in the lifeless body. But it

'm sorry for your loss, Thea," he said, his voice almost gentle. "But

What was he talking about? None of this m

are you talking about?" She looked at him like he had lost

ce seemed to wear thin. "You must rediscover y

Her heart pounded in her chest as she struggled to understand what

ers? You're out of your fucking mind!" She could feel the hysteria rising in her chest, her breath quic

ation palpable. "I don't have time

ysteria bubbling over, spilling out of

al anymore. She just wanted to scream. She wanted to ru

d. Hermes made a noise of annoyance. "They're quicker than before," he muttered under his breath.

rd into the darkness with fluid, practiced movements. The shadows

" he called, his voice

he should have been angry, scared, confused-everything. But the truth was, she was tired. Ti

" she whispered, her

he darkness overtook him was a

st barely a whisper in the air. "Yo

n he wa

it wasn't peaceful. It was

cold, could only wonder how deep

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“Thea Gibson lived a perfectly ordinary life. By day, she served drinks at the local bar, earning just enough to pay the rent and keep her bills from piling up. She wasn't one for extravagant spending, preferring quiet nights at home with her nose buried in the latest paranormal fantasy novel. It was easier to get lost in a world of mythical creatures and epic battles than face the real one, where she tried-and often failed-to suppress the awkwardness that followed her like a shadow. Most nights, she relished her solitude, but that didn't stop her best friend Shae from dragging her to parties. "You need to get out more!" Shae would say with that infectious energy that made it impossible to say no. Thea would end up surrounded by strangers, nursing a drink in a corner, wishing she could escape into the pages of her book instead of pretending to enjoy herself. The only bright spot? Detective Josh Cooper. He was always there, with his captivating smile and those deep eyes that seemed to see right through her. Thea had a secret crush on him. But that was all it was-a harmless fantasy. That all changed one fateful night. The bar was quieter than usual when a figure appeared in the doorway. The air seemed to crackle with electricity as Thea stared at him. He was tall, his presence undeniable, with a calm confidence that seemed at odds with the tension in the room. Before she could even process what was happening, a group of monstrous creatures-Titans, she later learned-charged toward her. Panic surged in her chest. But before they could reach her, the man was there, moving with blinding speed, his hand raised. A bolt of light shot from his fingers, and the Titans disintegrated into smoke. "I'm Hermes," he said, voice smooth as silk. "Messenger of the Gods. And you, Thea, are a reincarnated deity with a destiny you've yet to remember." The words felt surreal. Thea opened her mouth to protest, but the world around her seemed to shift, and suddenly she wasn't sure what was real anymore. "What are you talking about?" she demanded. Hermes smiled, the corner of his lips curling up with a mysterious knowing. "You're about to find out. The Titans are free. And it's up to you to send Cronos back to Tartarus." Thea shook her head in disbelief. "This is insane." "You're not the first to refuse the truth," Hermes said, his tone soft, but unwavering. "But you will be the one to stop him." Everything she'd known, every bit of normalcy she clung to, crumbled in that instant.”