Celtic Mythology Creatures Novels & Stories

Children's voices answered them from the deep darkness of the well. Ragnar and Lathgertha then began to search for a way to bring the children up from this gaping hole. While they were busy looking everywhere for tools or items that could help, Ragnar continuing to ask questions, learned from Lathgertha that she had been in Jötunheimar for almost twelve moons already. She had traveled with two of her sisters and a convoy of merchants riding horses who had all served as game for the giants after they unknowingly passed through one of Loki's portals.

“The original four that gave a drop of blood to forge the stones were gods and goddesses. So far we have deduced it was most likely Bastet, the goddess of werecats. Morrigan herself, the witch and goddess of the forest. The great grandfather of the sky and…” “And?” Finn asked, closing in on his sister, trying to bully the answer from her. Of course, Hunji steps in front of her protectively and stares down Finn until he relaxes and takes a step back.

I opened the book of Celtic myths, expecting the familiar comfort of stories I'd heard in childhood. Instead, I found myself reading accounts that felt less like folklore and more like historical records—tales of shape-shifters and ancient pacts, of curses that bound mortals to inhuman forms, of love that could transcend the boundaries between human and beast. How remarkably... relevant.

Note ① The store assistant set up the bowls and chopsticks while smiling and giggling, "There are also people who said that they saw a fairy frozen for a thousand years inside, tsk, tsk, where can we mortals witness ...... it with our own eyes." Note 1: The Enlightened Beast, Chaos, and White Zephyr, Ying Zhuo, etc., are all beasts in ancient Han mythology, residing in Kunlun, as detailed in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Yesran walked along the shelves with wide eyes, her steps were slow, and then, not wanting to waste time, Yesran began to browse the books on the mythological shelf. Vampire. Nymph. Elves. Siren. And many more non-fiction books that tell the origin of mythological creatures from various continents. As many people know, vampires are blood-sucking predators, Elves are fairies who have extraordinary powers, and sirens are mythological creatures who guard the sea. Yesran put the book about Siren back on the shelf, then her fingers moved to the next books. Yesran's fingers stopped moving. Yesran's eyes narrowed when she saw the writing on the dark blue cover book.

Uncountable body parts and inner organs and red-black blood soaked most of the ground as far as the eyes could see. “How many creatures of darkness have you left? Nyarlathotep? You should know that I’m a god of matter and I could birth my lovely dark young infinitely no matter how many you have killed.” The lady in red smiles creepily at the butler in front of her while raising her hand. A dark creature with many black tentacles slowly gives birth from the pile of corpses behind her. Its hideous feature and many mouths bleated out a bleat like a young goat calling its mother.

My kind was created solely for battle, not compassion, not empathy, and definitely not love. Offsprings of Gala call us Lycans, a half-human half-beast. Some believe we were the first generation of Werewolves cursed by Zeus for trying to trick him into turning into a cannibal. Others believe that we were direct descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon, the granddaughter of the primordial parents, Gala (mother earth) and Uranus (father sky).

“We are joined tonight by avatars of the tri-mother, our own moon goddess! Flidais (pronounce FLIH dish) be praised that they have chosen to join us!” Howls erupted from the darkness in response and my hand clamped down on Kiara’s eliciting a small squeak of pain. Flidais? He invoked Flidais, goddess of the hunt? I supposed that was somewhat fitting, though she was often depicted as being at odds with Brigit and Morrigan. As for Cernunnos, well let's just say he was often seen hunting Flidais

"My old man lives like a king, with a harem." Lyra added, "The Thane siblings are all vampire hybrids." I realized. "I never actually thought of it." Lyra continued. "Different supernatural creatures have different mana qualities. Level one: Celestials. Level two: Fairies and elves." I noted. "Elves explain Finanna's strength." Scott agreed. "Elves are blessed with immense mana." Lyra outlined the levels: "Level three: Witches and elementals. Level four: Werewolves and vampires."

I ask, anxiously. “I was able to find records that held the ancient magic that I felt at the Johnson house, and I was correct. It’s eons-old dark magic, stemming from the Underworld or Annwn. This magic hasn’t been felt or seen since Scàthach, the Goddess of the Underworld, was banished to the Underworld with Arawn. In Celtic mythology, we have one God and one Goddess who oversees the Underworld; Arawn is a just ruler of his home and a skilled magician while he may be associated with dark intentions, his Annwn is considered to be an almost idyllic place for souls of the departed to rest. On the other side of the coin, we have Scàthach, She was once a celebrated shadow warrior and when she wa