Bastet Myths Novels & Stories

Olivia POV I paced around my room restlessly, my mind occupied with countless thoughts and different possibilities. “Black magic…” I soliloquized under my breath. Black magic was associated with Baalzelbul, the Evil God. I had read about it in ancient texts—records from the Dark Era, an age of endless bloodshed and unimaginable destruction. The catastrophe of that era was still spoken about today. Even centuries later, its horrors continued to haunt history, enough to give little children nightmares whenever the old stories were told.

She heard slurping and it made her gag. Beatrice ran through her mental database. Sekhmet drank blood. She drank the blood, red water of the Nile to save humanity. Her bloodlust was used to explain war and conflict in Egypt. She protected Pharaohs. Ignatius was a king. Perhaps he looked to Sekhmet to protect him in life. Beatrice’s heart pounded to the point it hurts. Ignatius and his followers probably drank the blood of their enemies. They were like vampires or ghouls.

"Agatha, please...you misunderstand in your jealousy..." "Jealousy!" The witch screeched. "I hate you and all you stand for! This realm will die without you...you are all egotistical and vain creatures! You hunt and destroy my kind and those of my love, Lord Albescu...and the demons! Like the spider and the mosquito we all have the right to exist! But you! You have been found to be Lord Albescu's mate? What a joke, right?" Bethany was crying in pain, tears of blood, as she coughed up more blood under the witch's cruel spell trap.

And that horrible bastard was my custodian. He would laugh at me cruelly and insult me that I was deformed, a kyelsha. A kyelsha was a wolf shifter who couldn't access her wolf form, she was unable to and was forever stuck in her human body. Amongst our people, it was like a curse and that person was cast out of the pack. But I surprised my stepfather, even calling him that in my mind made disgust and revulsion slither all over my body. When I turned sixteen, on the anniversary of my mother's death, I changed.

Third Point Of View: Once upon a time, there lived a wicked witch named Eve. Isis was the name of a wicked witch who was also referred to be a goddess. And there was a wicked witch who was also known as Queen, and her name was Medea. They all sprang from the same womb and woman, had the same mother, but no father. She produced them all by herself, using a few of her soul spirits.

After a moment of silence, Fennel said slowly, “Beelzebub!” “Beelzebub?” Philip was dumbfounded, his face full of surprise. He said, “Isn’t that a mythical creature? Why is such a monster here?” Fennel nodded before he shook his head and said, “No, those monsters just look similar to Beelzebub. They’re not the real thing, but you can consider them a variant of Beelzebub. They’re creatures from the other shore. Thousands of years ago, they were suppressed here by the first chief god of the sacred city! Several of these monsters escaped decades ago and wreaked havoc in the sacred city, even destroying several surrounding cities. If not for Zeus, I’m afraid things would’ve been much worse. More

Waiting for them to falter, for the judgement to lean to their favour and their claw would rend apart the last visage of humanity, casting the aura in smithereens until some pity might repair them. Only one resided within those echoing chambers. The first born of Osiris and member of the Duat, Babi was worthy of the fear and awe given him. Aggressive, omnivorous and bloodthirsty, the hunched deity delighted in devouring the souls of those who had been deemed sinful after the Maat had weighed them. The tingling and piquant flavour was mouth-watering, the perfect delicacy to compliment the diet of wine and entrails, the gore of which painted the murals that decorated the crags.

Without sparing another gaze at the man at the side, she whispered, “Have you ever thought that this day would come even once? A day when I… will stop becoming a ghost?” The man got up and stood in front of Delta. When she looked up, he flicked her forehead. He then followed up while still bending down a little. “Menes is the haunting ghost; Bastet is the weeping one. Delta is just another woman in the face of the world. We will never stop being one or the other.”

Origin : Egyptian Myths 28) Name : Marvaritte Being : New age goddess God role : BBP new age pantheon, Goddess of Technology Role : Fulfilment of the first prophecy 29) Name : Silva Being : Supernatural Specie : Traditional Witch Role : Fiancée to King Butt 30) Name : Elizabeth Being : Supernatural Specie : Modern witch Role : Aid 31) Name : Lily Being : Supernatural Specie : Modern witch Role : Aid 32) Name : Temptress, The Great Unknown Being : ? Specie : ? Role : ? 33) Name : Assassin Being : ? Specie : ? Role : John's father in disguise, being controlled by Gefion 34) Name : Death, Famine, War, Conquest Being : Harbingers of Chaos Role : Horsemen of the Apocalypse 35) Name : Green Being

Kyle: “So wait, you guys are siblings?” Chaze asked Lero and Cena. They both shook their heads no. “I’m an offspring of Anubis and she is an offspring of Bastet. Bastet raised us both but we’re not related. At times Anubis acted like a father to both of us and Bastet was a mother to us both. What is even more confusing, is that there are those that believe Bastet is Anubis’s mother.” Lero explained, which didn’t sound like an explanation, just more bullshit Anubis would sprout to keep everyone confused.