Ceres Myths Novels & Stories

Theia “That’s an unexpected piece of information.” Erebus growls. “Celestial Alpha. So tell me, is it true you had been waiting for centuries for Ceres, or is that just part of your myth?” “Myth?” “Don’t play coy.” “Yes, it is true. I was born into our plane when Ceres’ mother was born.” “That cannot be centuries. That makes no sense. Ceres is only eighteen. Even accounting for the difference in time, the math is not computing.” Erebus paces the cave, his nails clicking impatiently against the stone. “Was her mother hundreds of years old? Get real!”

he try his best to control his anger. ceri look depressed while telling her story ceri:- uncle told me how baby created. biological way. when they doing told me about it. I run away from their house. this village is near from where I live. when I feel hunger I eat some fruit from offering. after that happen. I can't feel anything. I sit their and I don't know how many time have passed. velliam:- you really being through a lot. you spend you 700 years. ceri:- I don't know what should I do. but I think no matter what happen everything will be good then that hell

I didn't think such a book would contain something powerful than I thought. According to the ancient wisdom in the book, 'if a cherished deceased wolf is bathed under the moonlight with the blood of her parents, a miraculous resurrection will unfold.' That ends the paragraph. My eyes opened and I understood to some extent how that could be of use. Since the blood can bring about resurrection, 'What will happen to the person that his/her blo od is extracted?' I couldn't really answer that question. I am more than confused at this point.

He huffed. “And how's that?” He asked in a tone that led me to believe he thought I was lying. “Because I’m a Keres.” I answered with honesty. There’s no reason to keep anything from them. Both Ryder and Luca froze in their tracks and turned to look at me. Ryder’s brows came together in confusion. “You can’t be.” He said, unbelieving. “Keres’ are meant to assist the Gods.” I nodded my head. “You're right, and I am assisting them. That’s why I am watching over you.” Ryder stepped closer to me.

She asked, encouragingly of him, "...sooo, tell me, professor Mourhollow… if the harpies all whisper about werewolves as monsters, why do I sense you don't agree?" Sheepish and shy as ever, Corvin's mouth curved in that faint and knowing way of his. "Simple, really. That's because all myths and legends are true, but so often they come from misunderstandings. You know how court mothers frighten their fledglings with tales of werewolves gone mad, tearing through villages?"

Ares said, while scratching the side of his brow. "Why? How did you say that?" She asked curiously. "Well, I just thought about it right now. You already know, right? That our names are from Greek mythology. " She nodded at what Ares said. She had known that for a long time because she asked Zeus. "Oh, I know what Greek Mythology is," Astraea said, raising her hand. "It's a Greek culture, uncle Ares?" Astraea said, smiling. "Yes, it is Astraea," Ares said to her daughter, "but did you know that Ares, Selene, and Zeus are gods and goddesses in Greek mythology?"

sera pov "Curses, monsters, ghosts, the underworld, armies of witches, sacrifices, legends, werewolves, moonlight magic, they were legends that no one believed in and I didn't believe in these things until I went to that island and my voyage of exploration turned into a real tragedy I don't know if I would have survived or not” It was just a quest to explore some treasure I didn't know that everything would change; My beliefs, thoughts and even my life have changed since I arrived on that island. writing this now so that if I die, I want the world to know all that has happened to me and all that WIC is doing and its plans to take over humanity and the world. My name is sera and this is what

They were making me confused. “Don’t be confused. Some vampires had an irritating vibe with them, but Ceres was different. She was not born to irritate people, but it was more on her awakening side effects because she was the great fallen rogue everyone didn’t dare to mess with. She was like a plague when her bloodlust went berserk; luckily, she had her mate to keep her at bay and sane.” Yuna gave me a brief knowledge about Ceres. “Why did I feel like wanting to meet her in person?” With an amused grin, I shared what I suddenly felt when they shared them.

Matt bluntly asked Nisha. “It’s quite the tragic story.” Nisha glanced over at the fur ball with a sad look on her face. “Long, long ago, there was a man called Icarius. He was traveling when he met some shepherds and gave them wine. He did it out of the kindness of his heart. However, the shepherds became drunk and thought Icarius had poisoned them, so they killed him. Icarius had a daughter named Erigone, and she was worried when her father didn’t return and set off with their dog Maera to find him. Maera led Erigone to Icarius’ grave. Erigone became so overwhelmed with grief that she hung herself, and Maera leaped off a cliff. Icarius, Erigone, and Maera are in the sky as the constellatio

"'Vampires' is just easier to say." Ruthie stiffened beside me. "Some akharu are cursed and some aren't," she said. Of course! Maybe that's why I'd had that mixed up answer the other night when Conrad, Zander, and Ruthie had quizzed me about the supernatural lore. "You were right," Zander said in my mind. I looked up at him to see a look of pure awe in his eyes. "What do you mean?" asked Maverick. Ruthie launched into the sethian myth about the origin of the races, how one guy killed another guy and how he became cursed because of it. Using my truth-sensing ability we'd discovered that although parts of the myth were wrong, there had still been a curse.