Arabian Mythology Novels & Stories

child, and they do not reproduce, they were made and only Eledumare knew how they multiplied, Aroba and her wife were the only god and goddess that ever had children, that alone surprised the heavens, and may probably be envious of them when she first conceived, but after seeing the children they felt better to be without children, the hatred continued and these children knew no love from anyone even their parents, as time goes on, the children grew up and became an adult, they became more fund of themselves that they began to make love and the young sister got pregnant and as the heavens already knew, she gave birth but her single birth produced more than a dozen children and all were like

It was a tapestry of legends, myths, and history waiting to be unraveled. She turned to Roberick with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. "Tell me, Roberick, what's the most fascinating legend you've come across in your research about Aradonna?" Roberick's face lit up with enthusiasm. "There are many, but one that has always intrigued me is the tale of the 'Gardens of Eternal Bloom.' It's said that in the heart of Aradonna, there exists a hidden garden where the flowers never wither, and the air is always filled with the sweetest fragrances. It's rumored to be a place of immense beauty and serenity, a symbol of the kingdom's resilience."

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

It was just one night that I submitted to her seduction. Oh my God, that pussy was so sweet, as a fucking nectar, I just couldn't resist. And now what? I am cursed to be a beast for eternity. People are dying because I was too weak to resist dipping my bloody wick in the illegitimate daughter of Noosha and Arcanus. Arcanus is more or less harmless. He is a warlock king from the Thessalian tribe of Lapiths in Larissa.

The reincarnation of Arcas the great god of the sky, Zeus has cast him into the stars but again, the moon goddess took pity on him and sought an audience with the great grandfather asking for him to be reborn for all that he had done to help Aspu and Tiamat, the true sky gods of this realm. Though they were called sky gods, they were in fact the rulers of the waters. “Mathias. Arcas.” I twist the names on my lips and know what I must do. Arcas must be unlocked as is Inanna. Together they must rule the realm and make way for the future. A future I would not be part of. ***** CRIMSON I had felt around for hours, even diving into the pool of water trying to find a gateway, mirror, door, or anyt

she replied to everyone while cheerfully waving her hands and looking around. “Woah! What is this?” she asked a seller as she picked up a weird looking item from his table. The seller wasted no time as this is an actual potential buyer: “Good day, Young Lady! Four months ago, I traded with a group of merchants who called themselves Miracle. They said this could make fire and even showed me how, but it never worked for me. It should suit a curious girl such as yourself, young lady!” Aryan inhaled deeply and saved the lectures for later. He dismounted from his horse and went towards Amaryah.

as he says this he tosses me over the desk and towards his father. I close my eyes thinking at least i tried when their father catches me. I open my eyes surprised I’m alive when i hear a chuckle, “Young lady. i promise they would do nothing to harm you, as a matter of fact they have been curious about humans since they were young. so I’m not surprised they brought you to me as soon as they seen you and realized you were human.” i nod and he puts me down. i stand up and get my balance, “thank you sir, My name is Arabella, and I am just passing through and happen upon them fighting and tried to come up with a solution, and now im here.” He looks at the boys and the nod and then he turns his a

0 "Grandfather used to tell us stories of them, don't you remember? Why, those stories would keep us up for hours." 0 "What were they about?" Roman asks and Gia's face lights up. 0 "Roman, darling! How lovely to hear your voice." 0 "You too, Gia. Can you tell us more about these stories of yours?" He asks and she chuckles. 0 "Our Grandfather loved to scare us as children. Ahriman and Lamia were a pair of evil spirits. Ahri was the king of destruction and darkness and Lamia, or Amia as Grandfather called her, was a child eating demon queen. All stories revolved around how they would find naughty enchanted children and force them to do terrible things to cast spells for the underworld. They wo

In Aaru the rushes grow tall and wide, along the banks of the Ka and into the veil of eternity. Where grand Osiris resides, protecting the souls who passed those many perils along the way, thwarting the armed fiends that guarded the doors. The boundless reeds signal rest and cradle the weary, concealing lush hunting and offering nothing but paradise. Where the sun rises, the soul sets, forever and for a day.

The language in the documents was chilling. "The great fox wishes to have the lamb's stomach." "The great tiger wants the heart of a lamb." "The rest of the lamb can be turned into soup." It read like a twisted fable, but Aria wasn't taking it at face value. In context, the fox, tiger, and lamb were clearly people. The predators were coming to "feast", and the lambs? Likely the young women in the building. In ancient Farshyan mythology, demons called humans "lambs".