Atalanta Mythology Novels & Stories

My eyes shifted over to Jason who was glaring at Alex, his eyes steely and hard. " Mr De Mancuso, what a pleasure. I would say yes but I am a little busy with." Alex's eyes moved from Jason to me and he gave me a questioning look causing my eyes to widened a little. This whine forgot my name. " Moana." As I said my name, I pulled myself out of his grip causing him to chortle to himself. " Right. Jason, are not you wedded?"" I am, Moana is my sisters gal and if you do not step down from her in the coming ten seconds, she will be my sisters gal who's covered in your blood."

“Look. They’re different monsters.” Everyone stared intently. Scott narrowed his eyes. Yes, they looked different. Lyall's Lycan was larger and had a mix of gray and black fur, while the Lycan in Scott's memory was jet black. "Carl, are there really other Lycans besides Lyall?" Darius asked. "I didn't even know this. According to legend, there's only one Lycan, and only the Lycaros family possesses it."

I reached the altar, where the Crown of Lycanthra rested on a velvet cushion. The high elder stepped forward, his voice resonating through the hall. “Today, we witness the coronation of Aiden, who will lead us into a new era. With the Crown of Lycanthra, he will guide our people with strength and wisdom.” He lifted the Crown, placing it gently on my head. I felt a surge of power, of destiny fulfilled. The hall erupted in applause, the sound filling my ears and making my heart race. As the noise died down, the high elder spoke again. “Now, we shall witness the union of Aiden and Lady Chloe, a bond that will strengthen our kingdom.”

“That’s not possible.” “No, it’s not.” Since the beginning of time—since Nyx, the Moon Goddess, and Hecate, Goddess of Magic made their home Lunar Isle—one thing remained true amongst the witches. Magic always came in the form of a well deep within the soul. Go too deep, draw too much, and you’d burn yourself out. Some wells were shallow, pathetic things, whilst others ran deeper. My brother heaved a great sigh, then turned his head to stare out the window. Down below was a strip of Lunar Isle’s beach. People ran down the length of it, some sporting surf boards and others hauling packs filled with snacks, towels, and an umbrella.

Susan looked at Anatolie, then at Sasha, then at everyone there. “It’s not the end. It’s the beginning. And he… is only the first.” Dmitry looked at her, alarmed. “First?” She gave a lazy, provocative smile and winked. “I’m a Goddess now, Dmitry. Did you really think it would be just one?” The Lycan in his soul howled loudly, and for the first time… Dmitry laughed. A full, free laugh. That night, the moon did not disappear from the sky for even a moment. And across the world, creatures of the shadows trembled.

“Hear me out first. I know what happened on your birthday. I’m sorry I denied you and Sequoia to train. If I hadn’t been so selfish in protecting my identity, you would have been able to protect yourself that horrible night. My brother Tantalus is my sworn enemy. No, he and I have never crossed paths, but he made a point of getting a message delivered to me. “Larisa glances at her sleeping granddaughter. Tantalus swore he would kill any child that I have if he fails then my grandchildren. As you know he was thrown out of Olympus. One night he was welcomed at the table with the other God and Goddess, but he stole ambrosia and nectars, thinking it would make his people immortal and reveal di

Legend has it that Athena emerged from Lake Gayank—born of its mystical waters—and even as a child, her power was unmatched. Her story intertwined with that of Prince Lucius, a banished royal from Decresh. King Baeon had deemed him weak and unworthy, unable to generate energy like the other royals. Cast out and disgraced, Lucius wandered until he met Athena. She took him under her wing, becoming both his master and his source of power. Athena allowed him to draw energy directly from her, which ultimately linked him to the lake itself. This bond transformed him into a force no one could stand against.

I was beginning to pant too hard. “You’ve been the one succumbing to the pull of emotions and don’t even dare deny it. What makes you think you would make it past the entrance of your pack not to even speak of saving omegas that belonged to them? That’s beyond trespassing, Athena. I believe the moon goddess gave you a chance to begin a new life with Dante but…”

Warning" Mature Venus, the goddess of love and beauty shone as an evening star over the mortal realm, and the entire arena was stained with darkness, tents were set and Layla was escorted by her husband to one of the carven. It was a place like this previously when she had an argument with her father over marrying Icarus, it was here he raised his hand at her. "Are you cold?" Layla seemed to have not heard Icarus and stared blankly at the ground, only when her thick fur cloak was taken off her bare shoulders did she raise up her head and stare at the golden irises that were gazing at her lovingly.

I said nothing hoping that I would finally get the answers to my questions. “ They, being the gods above—like, Alstha, god of war and knowledge; Eccasto, god of intelligence; and the others. But your kind know only two among all of them: Fate and Luna, known as Mother Luna,” he said, taking a step towards me. I remained rigid, letting him play with a strand of hair.