Based On Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

And his name gave birth to the word 'panic'. Now the young gods climbed to Olympus, took over the palace, and Zeus became their king. His throne was guarded by four winged spirits, two male and two female, named Kratos , Zelos , Nike and Bia. They represented strength, rivalry, victory, and force respectively. Kratos and Bia were the law-enforcers and were tasked with jobs such as the apprehension and imprisonment of the Titans. Nike drove Zeus' chariot and often accompanied him in miniature form.

His tone was soft as if coaxing a kid throwing a tantrum. "Our Lord Hades is the greek god of the Underworld, commonly called in the human tongue as hell, but it is not as scary as people makes it seem. After a person's death their soul reaches the Underworld and they are judged for their deeds and sent to the afterlife they are worthy of. I understand this might be very confusing for you-" "I know of greek myths." My voice was raised but not from rage but frustration. "How long have you been following me to be so thorough, did you really go through my search results?

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.

In one word, my room was a forest in the making. Hera and Zeus said they had to go on a little trip to the real Mount Olympus, and didn't mention when they'd return. Eros still stayed after all the chaos, Zeus and Hera gave him an earful of scolding, he only nodded and winked at me. That guy was a devil! I wondered how he became the god of love. No one was willing to take him in, so, he slept on the couch. It was like he wasn't on good terms with his mother.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

Alexis bit her bottom lip as she struggled to restrain her tears. "I know. It pains me as well" Ray sighed in frustration as he hugged his wife. Her trembling shoulders and sniffs were a clear indication that her tear ducts had failed her. He looked up at the night sky as killing intent filled his eyes. He would make them pay for this. The ones that had separated their family. His father's clan. The Greek Pantheon! On a major world, high above the clouds was a mountain. A mighty mountain that caused all who cast their eyes upon it to feel awe and fear. That mountain was the home of the Greek gods, Mount Olympus!

According to Greek mythology, humans were said to be originally created with four arms, four legs, and one head with two faces. It symbolized the non-betraying love, sharing, and attachment between the two. Fearing their power, god Zeus split them into two separate beings condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. - It was an ancient but famous story that came from Greek mythology. At present, human beings would go everywhere saying they are looking for the right person, their true love, basically their mate. Their other half.

I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face. He cocked his head, looking at me strangely. “What?” I asked. “Why did you say it like that? You put Poseidon above Zeus. No one does that. Zeus is the King of the Gods. He is placed above all.” he explained. “I exist because of Poseidon. He is the one that gifted the bull who would sire me to Minos. He is the one that cursed my mother with lust for the bull after Minos angered him. So it is the God of the Sea who set into motion my creation.” I explained.

"Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away on the island of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call hell. Do you know what it's called?" I asked Mac and he nodded. "Yes, the pit of silence and I don't give a fuck about Greek Myth." He whined and I laughed softly. "Tartarus. It's where all Mythological monsters and beings go after being destroyed, Except for gods, who fade away if they lose too many supporters and prayers. I don't want you to fail the rest to

One at a time. “Who am I?” I asked. She looked a little taken aback by my direct question. “You are a half-blood” she broke the ice. I wasn’t surprised, somehow. “What about Kyle?” I asked but this time Kyle answered. “I’m too,” my eyes took his small smile, “Son of Demeter, Goddess of Harvest” “So, the Greek Mythology? The gods and goddesses stuff is real?” “Yes, every God’s real however the Greek Gods and Goddesses are more powerful because they rule the west where the power vests now,” she explained.