Ananke Mythology Novels & Stories

” Nancy is murmuring in silence. Her studies of anthropology and history taught her that various races worship different gods and goddesses according to their ancestralism passed down from elder to younger generations. She knows full well that the people she is joining today have distinct customs, traditions, and beliefs about how to worship and pray to their deity. Though, up until that point, they had seemed like good people.

The strong wind elevate her off the forest floor slowly and soon she is levitating. A misplaced thunder hits the forest floor and all the rogues were burnt instantly but the bones remains. Another wind rushed past my ears, humming crazily and I almost got swept away. The wind rustle the remaining dry leaves on the floor and dispersed the rogues bone, arranging them in a almost perfect circle to form a symbol I couldn't see well because of my failing vision. My knee became weak, completely giving up beneath me and I was forced to lay on my back.

And light began to glow, beckoning Drastus home. Still, Raeann waited, sitting on a log in the forest. More and more wolves followed, giving the names of their humans, pack, and a parting message, as Raeann, carefully collected them in her memory, knowing that this wasn't a dream. It was the final goodbye before the Moon Goddess received her children, and Raeann was the link between the dead and the living, the anchor holding both realms together.

There were a lot of things that just didn’t seem to fit. “It is important, that’s all you have to know. What you want to know would put you in more danger than you would be able to handle.” Ananse sounded sad and exhausted. And Indra was a taken aback by her words. He was a powerful Battle God. There was little in this universe that could threaten him, with the exception of powerful Origin Artefacts and Origin Battle Gods. He was a bit skeptical about her words. But his skepticism lasted only a few seconds when he remembered who she was and the legends that surrounded this seemingly insignificant goddess.

was created as a description of the king given by the Greeks who visited Egypt centuries ago, because of the resemblance to the Sphinx in Greek mythology. 43. Nekomata Nekomata or cat of darkness, is a creature in Japanese mythology, is a creature that is able to control death, and has black power, in the myth of war the nine gods of Nekomata have a symbol of darkness, in the story Nekomata is a cat with two black angel wings and two tails, and is able to change being human. Nekomata is traditionally told as a cat that evolved from revenge because of the torture of its owner.

explained Hanny smiling soothingly. “Oh, I see… So, you’re afraid of the red orpiment as well, aren’t you?” asked Evania. Hanny nodded her head. “Of course I am… My body has fully become the body of a yaksha, Evania. So, I must also help my Brother Hades find a perfectly suitable way how to fight back that deadly and horrible red orpiment.” “But that so-called urban legend or myth doesn’t help at all, does it?” exclaimed Sumico quite disappointedly.

“Benji, tell us what you have figured out so far!” “I thought you would never ask. Here is the facts first. Nancy and I discovered… Drum roll please!... Ciara is a descendent from Nordic Ancient Gods!!” Benji squealed with delight which sounded like nails on a chalkboard to my ears. “Her pack is around this area of the North and guess what! They are still ALIVE and Kicking!” she pointed towards the map on the TV screen. “But wait there is more! According to the journal, her mother is a distant descendant of one of Odin’s wolves, Geri or Freki, not sure which, but that doesn’t really matter right now. What matters is this connection to Odin’s wolves. According to legend, Geri and Freki would

he crossed his arms and started towards the door and I ran up to him. "What are you, Nekane," I asked incredulously and he smiled and told me,"Tuoni." Nekane was a Death God and my mate. I knew it and he knew it. The question was did either of us truly want the other. I backed away from him and he used his magic to have me turn back around. "Look at me Skye," he ordered. I looked up at his strange purple eyes and said,"what?" He said he was going to go bring more food so the children were healthy.

Anayka nodded her head and closed her eyes while thinking about Drake. The minute, the knife touched her skin, her body automatically remembered the pain that she experience when Adele placed the seal on her for the first time. She trembled involuntarily and held her mother’s hand before she could carve the symbol on her back. “I know you are sacred but we must do this if we don’t want to change this game into a war. If your hunter power took over you, then no one could stop or control you. Not even Drake! Do not forget how you slit him with the sword of yours earlier without batting an eye,” Adele mumbled while trying to remove her hand from Anayka's tight grasp.

Roaring, Idubor recalled his knife back and charged at the malicious beast again. There was a trace of excitement amidst his anger. almost as if he was enjoying the showdown. His knife had pierced through the beast's stomach when he flung it at the beast earlier. However, his ancestral spirit performed the function of conjuring his knife back to his hands; So no matter where it went to he could always summon back the knife. It was the only known function of his ancestral spirit, that was why the young prince dubbed such talent as 'useless', earlier when he was talking to his mother.