Ceres Myths Novels & Stories

He was the kind of person who would look at the sun and see it not as a marvel or a mystery, but as an object to be understood, and claimed, and used for whatever purpose he sees fit. Cressida, known then as the goddess of death, had fallen for him, and for a time she had thought it was truly love. But eventually, even she managed to see through that shiny façade and witness the madness in her husband’s heart. She tried to reason with him, tried to change him—but it was useless. And in the end, she had to leave, or his madness would have consumed her as well.

It was a revelation that left her spellbound. Astrid's journey through the pages began with the Werewolves, the very first Supernatural creatures, conceived by the Moon goddess Serene, whose celestial name is Luna. Over 200 million years of history unfurls before her eyes as she learned about the intricate hierarchy and the rich tapestry of their past.

"Hideous filthy creatures, those Earthlings." "They're not that bad, Keron," Julian mused. "Have you seen one?" he snapped at him. "Have you?" "Well, there are the books and uh… the paintings." "They're tailless!" he yelled and started pacing. "And they're touch, according to the myths, can poison a Welkin. They're practically carriers of diseases!" "As you said, according to myths," Julian tried. "Only the young ones believe in myths." "Whatever," said Keron. "My father is nuts. And to send his son to a capricious quest? He's lost it."

Fred said. Seth’s mouth dropped open as he heard Fred say all these things.” Goddess of death? That’s just a myth, no one ever encountered her, we were told stories about her when we were little and the story tellers clearly told us that she was a myth, coupled with other personalities.” Seth said.

~ Eternity finishes. I just barely suppress the reaction of my mouth dropping open in shock. It sounds like a freaking telenovela! But I guess even celestial beings have jealousy and rivalries. Just look at the Norse God myths. There’s jealousy and back stabbing throughout their supposed history. I adjust myself as I refocus back onto Giselle.

Eurie was silent at first, then Kaizer added, "Well, I agree that that story is corny and childish. I believe more on what our scholars say – it was a phenomenon that happens when our bigger moon, the Lucere, overlaps his partner making the smaller moon unseen to us," Kaizer was cut when he saw that Eurie was silently chuckling. He suddenly got pissed. "What's so funny!" he asked annoyingly. "Well, it's cute," Eurie said amidst her chuckles. Kaizer just eyed her, blushing with anger and shame. Because Eurie's gag was unstoppable, Kaizer interrupted her.

Many were holding pickaxes and shovels, digging at the surrounding rocks and ground while women wearing skimpy outfits with tiny black wings attached onto their backs lashed out at the men, occasionally whipping the men's already feeble bodies with the long thorny whips in their hands. "Where am I? Didn't I die? Is this hell?" [You've transmigrated into a young man's body in a parallel world called Fiore. In this world, the Gods had either all died or were captured by the demons.] A mechanical voice sounded. "Whoa, who is speaking to me?" Alex looked to his surrounding frantically, surprised by the sudden voice. [I'm the Eros God System, created by God Eros during the War of Genesis waged be

CLYDE'S POV I am here now with Sophie. We are dating. You must be envious. Well, I'm sorry, she's mine. Just wait for the right person for you. "Mine. I'm scared." Sophie said "About what? And why?" I asked "About me being one of the legendary goddesses. I don't think I'm ready for that responsibility. I am afraid that I may not be able to do my mission correctly ... that I may fail ... that I may not be able to protect everyone. I'm afraid that I might just disappoint everyone," she said while crying

Lucian catches a falling star and hurls it back into the sky as a new constellation. Kayo convinces the moon god that stealing the moon is actually his idea. Rowan quotes a footnote so obscure Death forgets why it came. We keep crossing, keep rewriting, keep breaking every legend that was written before we were born. At 00:03 left on the timer, all six stories collapse into one. We stand in the center of the Crucible Ring again, surrounded by the smoking remains of six dead myths. The pedestals are gone. Thunderstrike takes a slow sip of coffee.

Mysteria, the magical world of supernatural’s, a realm with the tallest mountains, luscious forests, and precipitous waterfalls. From werewolves and witches to orcs, this enchanted land is the birthplace of imagination. The mystical beings were all made by many different Deities, including those of Selene, Cerridwen, Ogrun, and Valkrim. They fashioned new life forms in their own image to coexist in the realm of Mysteria.