Atalanta Myth Novels & Stories

The Tiamat I know is a mythological creature, a five-headed dragon goddess with eternal power. Strangely, when that name was mentioned, Aland’s face immediately turned angry. He, who was previously calm, now became restless. Aland’s pair of blue eyes opened wide and looked darker. “Don’t call me by that name! I never even knew her. You’re just a monster who uses human flesh.” Daran opened his snout and let out a long howl. Hot steam came out of his mouth. He looked so angry and was about to attack Aland again.

It was mid-afternoon, but the sun had already begun it's descent and a Cold wind was lifting pockets of leaves and tossing them recklessly into the air. "Were you afraid?" Jason asked, softly. "No," she lied. "I felt like punching them." "Ouch! - not such a gentle butterfly after all! I tell you what," he said, smiling at her "How about I give you a new name?" "A what? Why?" "Something to capture your fighting spirit, How about Anthea?" "What's that?" "She is the most gifted and strongest daughter of Atlas." "Well I'm not sure that Anth-" "Anthea,"

Celeste. Lycer resisted the urge to rip out the pages of his notebook. Days, weeks, had passed and he got nowhere. He couldn't find his father nor any other immortal. He asked the tracker, Josh, if he'd ever heard of these higher presences. Josh stared at him as though it were a joke. Of course he'd heard of the Lycan, the original few from who their blood flowed down from the very mother herself. But these were myths, fairy tales, told to pups as they were tucked sweetly into bed by their parents. He asked his dearest Celestial what she remembered of these childhood tales. Surely her name meant something to her parents, surely they knew. She said she barely recalled, not until he said it wa

She gave him one look, and then her eyes fell back on me. "First, I would like to tell you a story. It is about a warrior named Catalyn, the blessed. She was a blessing from the moon goddess herself; she was best at every single thing she did. The moon itself smiled at her, but there came a dreadful day. The Lycans attacked her pack while she was away hunting and slaughtered every one of her pack members, they were only a pack of fifty. She returned back to see what had befallen her people, the people she loved and could give her life for.