Aboriginal Mythology Gods Novels & Stories

says mother in desperation. I stand there in shock as I’m hit with wave after wave of shocking information. It’s like truth vomit just pouring out of my mother without an end in sight. The story I thought I knew about my animai being the first sanguidae ended up being so much worse. I’m somehow paying for some love triangle among three Gods that resulted in Gods being killed and cursed. The very Orraikam I protect, the remnants of Fretez’s magic, only exists because a Goddess thought screwing over two other Gods would be amusing. I’ve always defended the Gods, but fucking hell, no wonder most people hate them. We’re all suffering because of their petty fucking drama. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

She sat back and began to recall all the events that happened since she was a child. As a child, Anine had always tried to find out how the strongest deity presiding over her community was created. She has heard stories of how some powerful deities protected their people against invaders by manifestations of sacred power. Her father told her that deities are always envisioned in ways appropriate to the culture of the community they are presiding over. They are seen as supernatural, divine, and sacred beings with powers greater than those of ordinary humans, but interacts with humans, positively in a way that carries humans to a new level of consciousness, beyond the grounded preoccupation of

For a moment, she thought he wouldn’t answer. Then he said, “Not enough. But more than most.” “Tell me everything.” A soft exhale left him. “All right.” He leaned back, the firelight casting shadows along his jaw, bare chest and well shaped abdominal muscels. Then he began. “There are… more than just the Moon Goddess. That much you know. But what most don’t understand is that the gods aren’t like us. Not in their desires. Not in their morals. They were forces before they had names. Some chose to take form, to create order. Others stayed wild.”

Something was going on. … "It was a bold move, brother!" Adras said. "Invading a country, supposedly protected by the gods." "Not to mentioning almost draining the princess dry," Yura continued. I had heard this stories so many times before. 'I have lived for over 2 thousand years, nothing, not even some pretend gods could hurt me.' "I grew sick of hearing the nonsense and prophesies about a blessed princess in a protected country, " I answered them angry. "We are the gods, we take everything we want, it is rightfully ours to take."

He mumbled to himself. "Oh you know of it?" Markous asked intrigued. He didn't expect a human to know the tale, and any who previously had recognized it, usually spat at the mural and all it represented. Stories said the non humans were created by the gods while they were bored and experimenting with their powers. But the gods felt their creations were flawed... And needed to be disposed of. Velhade a god of war on the other hand found them fascinating and admired their strength while he found humans to be the more flawed creature. He abandoned the heavens bringing the creatures together to fight for survival as humans began a purge having been brought a vision by the gods. In the end that

"If She is our mother, why must she abandon us with our fathers?" I had so many questions in my head right now. I needed to codify them and specify their pinnacle. That way, I could gradually understand everything. "Hmm..." Humming, she stroked her chin. "Good question." Her eyes were sauntering the soft, lush grass dancing with the breeze while the birds chirping filled the reverberating silence. "Since Mother is the primordial celestial being and created this mundane realm, She has been observing the mortals. Out of nowhere, She just thought of searching for Her mates by disguising Herself as human-like and wandering around until She was pregnant; that began with the rest of our sisters an

Sophy looked at me, as though she could read my thoughts. “Could someone lend me a cell phone?” Sophy asked. Khalid was the first to respond and hand over his cell phone, which he already unlocked for her. As Sophy is sitting on the opposite side of the shield, I can't see what she's searching for. “According to the myths, The Great Old Ones, the Earth was inhabited by creatures who appeared here billions of years ago even before our planet was able to generate and sustain life on its own. It is said that it was these creatures, and not God, who created life on earth. Man himself was their creation, created solely from scorn and servitude. A pantheon of ancient and powerful space deities, w

Mysteria, the magical world of supernatural’s, a realm with the tallest mountains, luscious forests, and precipitous waterfalls. From werewolves and witches to orcs, this enchanted land is the birthplace of imagination. The mystical beings were all made by many different Deities, including those of Selene, Cerridwen, Ogrun, and Valkrim. They fashioned new life forms in their own image to coexist in the realm of Mysteria.

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

“Compatible with what, Gabriel?” “Kane’s orrery, of course. That’s where we are, a whole mile under Rifthold, where his fortress once stood. It was his most powerful possession.” He waves a hand into the darkness. “It’s how he knew the Beasts would return to try to topple his throne. My father was a believer of the old gods, you know. Kael, the god of night, the supposed mate of the Goddess, and their son, Annwyn, the god of the underworld. But the shifters only cared about the Moon Goddess because of Her gifts. She rebelled against Her mate and son in favor of Her people, who they kept enslaved, and for good reasons. We’d grown so powerful we could have toppled their empire and banished the