Atalanta Myth Novels & Stories

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

I watched her fade because I could not find the blood of the Ancient known as ‘The Myth. I felt a pang of sorrow for Alexander. The book went on to describe the tragedy of "The Myth." He had been the King of all Alphas, a being of such power that his blood was rumored to have magical properties, it could heal any wound and even bring a wolf back from the brink of death.

Aries, the man on the throne asked after withdrawing his bloodlust that was making Atalanta shake in fear and said. “Yes, Lord Aries. Heracles and the others have retreated beyond the path of the mountains. Should we give chase?” “No,” Aries shook his head. Then he opened his eyes and took a good look at Atalanta. His eyes shone with a perverted light as he licked his lips and said, “You shall serve me tonight.”

CALANTHA “The myths and legends painted me as the villain,” this goddess—Hera, if that was truly her name—spoke, her voice laced with honey and velvet, warm and terrifying all at once. It wasn’t a voice made for mortal ears. It coiled like a siren’s song. Seductive, deadly, dragging your soul deeper into her depths before you realized you were drowning. “They say I betrayed my sister. That I lusted after the same lowly werewolf she loved.”

He made a fist, his energy shook over and over again in his body, but he controlled it thoroughly. “No more mistakes, this Atlantis was built by Amalthea, I will protect it come what may…” He felt the ground from beneath him changing its qualities, the fire current that passed under everything was making its way out. Bone chilling. Sea folk could not make it in the land of fire. But fire could easily make its way inside anything. Fire ate it all. The darkest idea to ever have passed Cetus’s head came out of nowhere. “If Hephaestus ever decided on keeping her hostage there…”

“The goddess had matched them before she entered the labyrinth. That is why he entered, to mark his mate.” Squinting, Melissa looked at Elyssa. “Hmm, that’s odd.” Her brows furrowed as she hung her hands on her waist. “At the time, both Alfie and I couldn’t comprehend why Lucian and Rita were attacked by Thorntaurs, but if Lucian and you were matched by the goddess, then it makes perfect sense. You are an exalted!” Elyssa and Zuker exchanged glances. “What are Thorntaurs?” Elyssa wondered.

Had I been stuck here with Zev who kept ignoring me for nothing? A low growl made me focus, ‘Atalanta, your parents gave you that name because it’s a famous huntress. That’s the only reason. They skipped the part about her story where the huntress is a super fast runner. She only accepts a man who can beat her in a race and who is worthy of her. Atalanta is a strong woman. An known ally to the goddess Artemis.’ Artemis scoffed, saying, 'Atalanta in the story was abandoned by her parents because they desired a son and she was raised by bears. She fought alongside men, even though they didn’t want her to join because she’s a woman. Atalanta is so much more than just a huntress. And you, my swe

‘You fucking raped me’ His eyes turned black and he snarled ‘You wanted it bitch, you spread your legs willing enough, don’t insult me by crying rape now’ Atalanta was having difficulty keeping her lioness at bay, she was enraged by his words and leaped forward wanting to rip him to pieces, he grabbed her arm. ‘The bastard in your belly, it is mine, isn’t it? Why are you pretending it is my Fathers? I fucked you before him, it’s my fucking child’

I don't care if they talk until we finish eating because the important thing is that I'm full. "I heard that you were having a hard time finding the globe. There might be a possibility that it's already destroyed. After all, globes are fragile and easy to break." Natalia's rant has a point. That's what I'm thinking because of the length of time, a lot can happen. "Do you know anything about Charybdis?" Elijah asked Natalia. I almost looked up because that was a word I didn't understand. "Never heard of it. All I know is Scylla which is the titan here in Mythion." Natalia answered in surprise.

Eliza said, bristling at the memory of the creature with a small shudder. Blakeney nodded thoughtfully. “That’s true. From what I can determine, and from Eliza’s description, it sounds like the mythological boar which Atalanta and his companions slayed so long ago. But,” he held up a hand to stave off comments, “I need to check a bit more to be sure.” “Let’s just hope Hades doesn’t break any more rules by resurrecting other monsters from myth,” Liz Masters added anxiously. Regardless of assurances, she was still a mother and worried for her daughter’s safety.