Based On Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

His voice was distant, as if he were putting together a puzzle in his mind. - AND...? — Aspen expressed the question that was also in my head. — In Greek mythology, Rhea and Cronnos are the Titans who created the world. They are the parents of the gods Zeus, Hades and Poseidon. They were husband and wife. — Remus explained. My eyes widened in surprise. — You mean Chloe and Aaron are…. — Aspen asked, excited. — It's just a theory, but it is known that wolves can only mate with another whose wolf name connects with theirs in Greek mythology.

There was a story here the anthropologist in him itched to uncover for more reasons than one. Lingering in his vehicle, Jim watched as Teri drew the blinds in the RV’s bedroom, her seductive silhouette against them a succubus’ envy. When the last lights in the RV were extinguished, he started his Jeep, only turning on the headlights when he reached the highway. As he drove home, he recalled a long-forgotten story from Plato. In Greek mythology, humans originally had four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Jealous of their happiness and petty in the way Greek gods were, Zeus split them into two distinct parts, and condemned them to spend their lives lonely, in search of their missing

The Isle of the Blessed is based on the location of the same name from Greek Mythology. The Isle of the Blessed is an island in Greek Mythology and centred in the Underworld. It was originally ruled by either Zeus, Hades or no one. Technically, there were no rulers since anyone could do whatever they wanted. Only good things. The Fortunate Isles or Isles of the Blessed were semi-legendary islands in the Atlantic Ocean, variously treated as a simple geographical location and as a winterless earthly paradise inhabited by the heroes of Greek mythology. The related idea of Brazil and other islands in Celtic mythology is sometimes conflated with the Greek sense of islands in the western Mediterra

Mind out of the gutter. "What did he say?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant. I scoffed,"The historians believed that Galerians are a result of a union between an Alerian and a god named Zeus." It was Derek's turn to scoff. "What? They inculcated Greek Mythology into it? That's preposterous!" "I couldn't imagine the purebloods version," an absurd idea struck me. "Maybe your version involves leprechauns and unicorns," I said, chuckling.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

Ryan's POV : According to Greek mythology, the Sirens were dangerous creatures, who used to lure nearby sailors with their enchanting music and singing voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. If you get too close to them, you'll lose your sanity for good for they will keep you enchanted. I never used to believe in these, but when you're in where I was even if you're a atheist you'll start to believe in God. Cause this particular siren will seduce you with her body, not her voice.

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.

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

Greece Early Ancient World Not only of heroes and gods lived the population. There was also a myth whispered by the winds. The myth of the vrykolakas, thanks to Julius Caesar's ancestors at the time. And one day, one of these had met Brenda - she was about to be burned alive at the stake, condemned to witchcraft - but then they exchanged. Julius Cesar's ancestor had given her his immortality, and in exchange, she was given his magic and knowledge of the arts of sorcery.

We are on an open deck for all the world to see. I kissed her hand and put it around my neck. I kissed her once more and got off her before I couldn’t control myself. She was laughing, and I glared at her. “Later, muffin,” she teased, and an agonizing groan tore at my lips as I watched her rose. We are getting closer to the birthplace of Apollo and his twin sister, Artemis, goddess of the hunt and virginity. Well, according to Greek Mythology. I rose to my full height and walked close to her as she gazed at the beautiful island as far as her eyes could see.