Ananke Mythology Novels & Stories

Two hideous, horned horses emerged from the left road, riderless, their glowing eyes locked on them. Isis and Rhea sprang up, clinging to one another. “Do not be afraid, my children.” The voice came from the air itself. It was Nanna. “There is a powerful side to being a witch,” her voice echoed. “I see all with my third eye. I have sent help. Get on the horses. They know the way home.” Without hesitation, Isis and Rhea mounted the beasts. The creatures turned and galloped into the forest’s shadows. Far away, deep in her hut in the forest of Upand, Nanna watched the mirror’s reflection. Her daughter and granddaughter were coming home. She laughed. And the forest swallowed them whole.

I figured their purpose was for the dance later. Behind me, Una set a headdress on my head. It looked like the rays of the moon and was sparkling with silver dust. Minutes later, Asiri stood in front of me, putting Kohl at the edges of my eyes, a blush on my cheeks and painted my lips to make it pop. "There, you look so beautiful, Lady Herneith." Una came to my front and smiled. "Anubis would be pleased by your dance offering later." Anubis? As in Anpu? The God of Death? Does he really exist in this timeline? I thought it was just a mere legend in Egyptian mythology?

Alice expounded earnestly. We agreed on that. "However, I discovered something else when we talked to the Goddess," she said, and I looked at her in disbelief. "You talked to the Goddess herself?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, when I say we asked her permission, it was because we literally talked to her; she introduced herself to me and said something that surprised me," she said seriously, and I knew that whatever she would say would not be a simple thing. "Our wolves are the protagonists of the dunk myth; they are paying a kind of penance in which they would reincarnate many lives and have wrong dunks until they finally found each other. Now I want the explanation of how Selene is a minor Go

“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

"How silly you still are, Ezekiel. You despise me, that's alright, but I wonder if you really do have a heart." The place they were then was a vast, deep and mysterious forest named Anceps. There was a tiny fountain surrounded by rugged-top hills a mile away from them, its gentle but powerful sound of water falling could be heard clearly. So many creatures, so many undiscovered facts, so many myths were still hidden in that forest, they wouldn't even know if something was closely watching them. Moriah looked away from her. He hated it when she called him by his real name. Hadassah sighed subconsciously and smugly placed her lower body on the ground, but never taking her eyes off him. She unt

And they had a little sister to meet. The truth is, it’s not that I'm not ready, more like it wouldn’t be fair to them. Me, showing up and then leaving to face a god that was hellbent on dragging me to the underworld because of a stupid pact Inanna’s father made thousands of years ago. And over my dead body would Aodh take Seneca as consolation to me. Seneca was so much more than the immortal she was meant to be. Even Kellen and I didn’t know the extent of what she was or would become. But we knew she was special beyond what she is prophesied to be.

Alex’s expression became solemn, “I need you to focus on the upcoming battle. We need to work as a team if we are going to survive this. For Wilt’s sake.” “Right, for Wilt’s sake,” Katie said with newfound conviction. After another long silence, everyone glanced around to see who would be next. “What about you, Zeki?” Raja asked. He shook his head. “I was about to say that I would like to decline. My past is something I wouldn’t want to discuss.” Everyone decided not to pry when he rubbed the scars on his wrist. “But, I can tell you that I am Anansi’s Brave, the spider god of stories.”

I asked, to which I could have swore I was missing something here. “Anubis here is the only god to use dark magic. In fact, he has mastered it in ways that no other god could. It pretty much runs through his veins.” Kyle explained. That’s right, I forgot about that part. “So where are we heading to now?” Nicole asked, to which Kane simply sighed and displayed a very intimidating glare.

“She is me.” “She was,” Velra corrected. “But right now? You are Becky. You are choice. Emotion. Growth. She was rage and duty and silence. She is not whole without you. And you are not safe without understanding her.” “Wait so you're saying that Becky… “ Jimmy said, using his hands to draw an invisible circle at me. " Is Te Fiti the goddess of life while Nethara is Te Kã the lava demon. Form Moana?” “Well Jimmy, if that helps you understand it better, then yeah, it's like that." Velra said.

In a sudden, blinding flash, the images became something else entirely. She saw herself standing at the center of a vast, dark forest, surrounded by towering trees. The moon hung high overhead, illuminating a woman who seemed to be made of shadow and light. Nyx. The goddess’s gaze was piercing, yet comforting, and she extended a hand toward Zoe as though inviting her to step forward.