Aker Mythology Novels & Stories

Drake says. “Does it say how you will change the world, bringing the broken factions together?” I ask. He frowns at me. “Did you read it?” “No, I didn’t have to. It’s what you’re doing.” After the first night, the tension goes away and over the next week, we meet GoldMoon, the Ceryneian Hind from Greek mythology, the techrechauns, the trolls, and finally, we got to meet Lucero, the unicorn.

Drake says. “Does it say how you will change the world, bringing the broken factions together?” I ask. He frowns at me. “Did you read it?” “No, I didn’t have to. It’s what you’re doing.” After the first night, the tension goes away and over the next week, we meet GoldMoon, the Ceryneian Hind from Greek mythology, the techrechauns, the trolls, and finally, we got to meet Lucero, the unicorn.

Now, they guided stars across the sky under sweet lipped, black haired Mani's gentle dozey watch, spilling sweet magick milk to feed cats of ink, whose paws and sweet tongues lapped the milky starlight up, causing darkness to ink out the ancestors. Without the cats of Nott, the night goddess, and the sun queen Sunna and night king Mani's esteemed mother, who she gave to Mani when he turned thirteen, the whole sky would be the milk of Audhumla, our sacred auroch who nursed forefather Ymir, whom Wotan, Loki, and Mymyr had slain to make all the Nine Worlds.

Closing my eyes, I let my body relax under Drake's warmth, his scent, the hotness of his breath, the sensation of our bodies being so close together, the sparks finding its way down my spine, and the flutters of butterflies circling my stomach because of that damned mated bond which stimulates these feelings as we touch. The next day I opened my eyes, and found myself still lying on Drake’s arms. I blinked and gazed into his sleeping face. From this angle, he looked more peaceful and relaxed than he seemed for the past couple of days. Just like his voice, his face resembled that of an angel’s in those human stories my father used to tell me when I was little. He said that we were somehow sim

“Check this out.” Jasper turned the laptop screen to face us as we gathered around, “It’s a story of Greek mythology on how werewolves were created.” “The first Lycan wolf was created by Zeus, the Greek God as a punishment for committing murder and placed on a deserted island where he was cursed to live a life of solitude and suffering for eternity.” Alpha Allison read aloud the part that Jasper highlighted and looked at us. “That’s all it says?” I wondered, confused by how an entire race came to be of a single Lycan.

I feel we will get another lesson in mythology right now. “Mykayla and Bree’s mother was Imyra’s older sister. She never wanted the throne and she fell in love with someone she thought her parents would hate.” Chris says. “Their father is my Uncle Poseidon. They kept their relationship and eventual marriage a secret. Their mother cast a spell to make it look like Uncle Poseidon was human.” Kylani adds.

Thane kissed her when she sat on his lap. "Maka gave birth to four elemental Gods. Ignus, the Fire God, Aqua, the Water Goddess, Ventus, the Wind God and Terra, the Goddess of Earth. From what I know, Ignus and Aqua always argued with one another, attacking each other using their powers. They were feared and hated by the mortals. So Maka took their elemental powers and randomly selected a creature who would inherit them, and that was your uncle." She paused. Thane frowned when she started brushing her hands to his chest. He knew Elisia was trying to seduce her and he had no complaints about it.

But even then, I could still feel her behind me and her presence pulled me like gravity. “The story I had told you about was incomplete…” I began slowly, “Kai was a Lycan born from shadow and fire who caused chaos to the lore after they took away his Athena. He had been cursed to wander the realm with his blackened heart and if he was unable to find his Athena and claim her by the blood moon he would lose her and go mad, which would finally end him as well as the lore.” I pause, inhaling before I continue. “And then there was a little boy cursed to live with rage in his blood and power too great to control because he was born of the same blood, fueled by anger and jealousy. A boy who would o

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.

the goal was none other than to replace his position as a god, but it had a bad impact on the world of raphins. Humans who have a balance of magical and physical energy have an insatiable desire, they create something terrible. the creature they call the incarnation of an angel, the creature's real name is chimera valkry. they attacked other races and managed to kill one of the leading gods of the beast race, gyra died at the hands of the valkry. That battle made 2 mountains disappear from the map, it happened around 4000 years ago. many of the races of elves, demons and dragonoids who witnessed the incident are still alive today.