Aker Mythology Novels & Stories

He asked. “It's a long story but he's a dark god that was trapped by the other gods for crimes that he committed but he has been partially released by the human rebels and rogues and is now a strong force backing up their evil deeds.” Ava explained in a rush. Drystan looked at me for confirmation. “She's right. That sums it up.” Vira leaned forward and studied the mpa with her sharp eyes. “I’ve read about these. These symbols… they’re old. Not werewolves, not humans. Something older.”

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

she explained. Fuck! That was amazing. I appreciated the fact that the Gods were all coming together to protect the thunder, knowing that there would be danger placed upon them as Kalamar stepped into his birthright. It was not the same thing for dragons as it was for vampires. There was not a singular ruling monarchy. There were certain thunders that were chosen by Demorra, the Goddess associated with creating all dragons. Sorelle, Kalamar’s mother, had explained that Demorra and Hecate had come together to create Mystics, knowing that their kind would be crucial in the future. There was no telling when or how that would occur, but we would have their backs.

“Do you know what Yawayer’s cultivation is?” “When the God wars were taking place he was already God Lord. He may have become an Ancient God by now. All he does is cultivate to become a Dao Ancestor and become all-powerful to leave this existence. He doesn’t meddle in the affairs of the winged race as long as his supply of Faith does not falter.” Maia speculated. Blake thought about this and nodded. The women hearing Maia’s explanation of who they were up against were frightened. They never expected that their desire to marry Blake would cause such a situation to occur.

he paused with excitement as he set to go through it, he sat on the chair in his study and lit the wooden torch on the wall. (The gods and goddesses were divine pure spirit, the goddess of air, the goddess kasha (Earth) Naruto the god of the sun, Nymiway the goddess of water, Tiamat the goddess of fire and there came the little devil Magna, the god of pure darkness. He was later banished and he becomes Magnus the god of darkness and lord of demons, full of hate for his older siblings' Creation. He tried to lay ruins in their realm and bring misfortune to their children, that was when the siblings' feud started, the other gods join heads together and banish him to a realm created out of his m

NIRVANA “No freaking way! That’s impossible.” My eyes grew wide as I stared at them one by one. “Is it, though?” McKaye said. “We trained for months.” “To fight that freaking monster?” “Your bloodline is some kind of link to an ancient warlock from Greece,” McKaye explained. “And you were the only one who could kill that son of a bitch.” “Yeah. My mother’s side from my grandmother were witches.” “And you don’t have a gift?” Knight asked me hesitantly.

I clear my throat as I tell them, “Alright. When Aika came into my life, exactly like Nahir, it was on my eighteenth birthday. In it, Aika recognized Anouk as hers and that same night, we chose each other as mates. It was at that moment that we felt the sparks and the bond that comes with finding your destined mate. Then came the attack. After eliminating all the rogues, I lost consciousness. Eric took me to the clinic and after that, they had me in an abducted coma.” “Popular history recognizes Artemis as our goddess and mother. Well, history is wrong. There are three goddesses, called the Moon Triad. Artemis is the virgin goddess and represents the crescent moon. She is the mother of human

He knew it was coming, a tempest of unprecedented power, conjured by the dark magic of his estranged sister, Lyca, the fallen princess of the Werewolf Water Nation. Lyca, once a symbol of hope and unity for her people, had been corrupted by the insidious influence of the Werewolf God Destroyer, an ancient entity that sought to plunge the world into chaos. Now, she was a pawn in the Destroyer's grand scheme, wielding her mastery of the waves to wreak havoc upon the land.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

The thralls want to exterminate werewolves? “That doesn’t make any sense. They need us—” “Needed us.” Tara stresses the past tense. “They have all the arcane knowledge they need now, except for one thing.” “Dominion over life and death.” Nathan stands and paces the length of the room. The earlier sense of proactive hope sucks from the room. “They basically forced you two to breed,” Hannah says. “Dominion over life.” “There’s more.” Tara steers us back toward her research. “After the gods fall and the earth is submerged in water, life begins again. Two humans survive Ragnarök: Lifthrasir and Lif.”