Best Greek Mythology Books の小説・ストーリー

Esther makes a killer move. "What topic?" “Ancient Greek mythology!” I suddenly fell silent. When it comes to Ancient Greek mythology, many people probably think it is pure and beautiful. But actually it has a lot of dark sides. For art students like me, that mysterious dark side of art attracts me. I lengthened the corners of my eyes, completing my makeup. I shed the gentle gentleness of the past, replacing it with a bold charm. I grabbed my waist-length jacket and went downstairs to Esther's car.

A tragic place where they would be imprisoned to death. The second highest caste is the Elemental Caste. It is the most important caste of all for it balances the Olympus. This is why only six people in every generation were chosen by the heavens to uphold every six elements: ice, lightning, earth, air, water, and fire. And just a few hours ago, I met the most dangerous of them all, the Fire Element holder. And the most powerful caste of all, the Special Caste. Professor Damaris said that even the books have no idea what exactly it is. But no matter what it is, it will surely be the most powerful of all.

He picked up a bunch of books. - So, where is this little book with historical facts. Running his eyes over the shelves, Conrod thought. - Hmm, who can take it? Okay, and this is basically enough. Conrod rolled the loaded cart over to the small tables. One of the books lay with its worn cover on the surface of the mahogany table. A small table lamp gently illuminated the brown cover, the embossed letters outlined in small shadows. "Encyclopedia of the Mythology of the World." Conrod opened a page with the heading "Beliefs of the Ancient Slavs." His eyes darted over the letters, putting words together and squeezing information out of them. He carefully read:

Cole said and even though I nodded, I only half heard what he said. I walked over to the sculpture of Adonis just a few meters away from the wall-mounted tv. Reaching a finger up, I grazed the sculpture lightly, a small smile finding its way onto my face. It was the first time I’d seen the sculpture of Adonis in person. Prior to that day, I’d only seen it in books. If there was something else I inherited from my mom aside from my curves it had to be her obsession with Greek mythology. My mom was so obsessed that she named all her five children after the Greek gods and goddesses. I remember that she had countless Greek mythology books lying about in the house and only I out of all my siblings

“My daughter, my demi-god.” I’m a demi-god? … pft Ahahaha kidding. I have always been interested in Greek Mythology but I don’t know much about them except of course the famous 12 olympians and my favorite was Athena of course, who wouldn’t? I have watched Percy Jackson, Troy, and Hercules. They really are awesome. Ack. It’s quite heavy, jeez. I picked it up and went to a table near the shelf. I started to read from the start and find it quite interesting. There are stories about the major gods and goddesses, and some stories about mortals. Most of them were love stories though.

A good place to read and study. After placing my things on the seat, I make my way straight to the mythology section of the library. In this part of the place, you could see different kinds of myths; Greek, Norse, Asian and more. Upon scanning the title of the displayed books, my eyes were caught by a familiar author, Priam. I hurriedly extend my hand to reach for the book, but another hand grab onto it first. I turned my head to the direction of the owner of that hand, it was a man just a little bit inches taller than me.

Silas said, “Actually, I don’t know much about it. You just need to remember that you have to gather five books of wonders next. When the time comes, Maxime will personally answer your questions.” Tyr opened the book in his hand. It was full of words that humans had never seen before. He asked, “Can you understand its content?” “It’s Greek to me. I can’t understand it at all,” Silas replied, shaking his head. “But Senior Belisarius said you must be able to understand it. So, the five books of wonder are only useful to you. It is completely useless to those who lack luck and do not possess the best Sapphire Fate.” Tyr shrugged helplessly and said, “But...I cannot read the words either.”

Something—anything—that would drown out the him of my beast. My eyes landed on a thick volume about ancient Lycan myths. It had always been a favorite of mine, and it usually worked to quiet the noise in my head. Maybe it could help now. I grabbed the book and dropped into the nearest chair, flipping through the pages. My hands trembled slightly as I turned each page, even as the words blurred together in front of me. I forced myself to focus on the text, reading about the great wars between packs and the legends of the First Alphas.

Cordelia had listened in whenever she could, and little by little learned more than her cousin did. Flopping down onto her small bed, Cordelia revelled in a moment of relaxation. Her blue skirt landed around her like petals. Although her room was tiny, and sometimes chilly, she loved it. No one else ever climbed to the top of the house where she was tucked away. She had slowly collected the stubs of candles until she could fill her tiny windowsill. As she lit them, she felt as though she were casting a spell. Running her hands along her quilt, she could feel the scraps of her childhood dresses. She reached for one of the books she kept hidden behind her dresser. Lately she had been entranced