Circe Mythology Novels & Stories

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

She knew about my plans for revenge and gave me her full support. I changed my name to Circe. In Greek mythology, Circe is known for her vengeance against those who wrong or disrespect her. She transforms those who cross her into animals, embodying the concept of punishment and retribution. So now, every time someone called my name, I'd remember my mission to seek vengeance. Now, it was time to get close to Charlie and Fiona again. Their wedding was scheduled for two weeks from now, and Asher had learned they'd be trying on wedding attire today.

she added. "You are more than just a dark demon, Livia. Your blood could make someone very powerful. Your bloodline was among the oldest gods... the very first goddess of witches, Circe, a sex-mad ancient sorceress and enchantress, daughter of the sun god, and the nymph Perse, or, some will have it, the goddess of witchcraft." "Really?" "Yes, and... why did the dark demon?" "Because you also have a... well... a lineage of the Moon Goddess,"

But none of the books could satisfy my questions. “The Women of Wicca Family” A thick dusty book that was kept at the bottom of the shelf with an unattractive cover. ‘Hundreds of years ago, when gods and goddesses in the universe were in perfect balance and harmony. Earth failed with nothingness. The goddess named Erethe was young and innocent, however being the youngest goddess became a problem. She faced discrimination for being the weakest, hated for being the youngest, and downgraded for being less experienced. The only god that has shown interest in her was named Kyro the god of water. The strongest god and the most admired god in the universe. The naïve goddess fell for his sweet words

Ladies are the only humans capable of going in and out of somewhere without getting caught. So he sets a trap after finding out the informant is a competitive person and Hailey fell right into it.. He just had to keep bidding and his competitive self won't be able to ignore.. "What do you mean?" Godvric followed his train of thoughts and his eyes landed on that woman... Godvric looked at his boss with a surprise expression and wondered how his boss was able to figure it out.. "70 million.." Xavier's bidder announced and everyone was more interested in knowing the winner...

From realization. Freya barely heard them. Fragments of ancient memory crashed violently through her mind now. Light. Chains. A gate sealed beneath celestial fire. Something enormous trapped beyond it. Something that hated heaven. God. Freya gasped painfully gripping Eros’s arm while another wave of visions struck. Lealla standing before the seal centuries ago. The celestial elders surrounding her. Selene begging them to wait. And then— Lealla offering her own divine essence willingly to strengthen the barrier. Freya froze completely.

What happened to him? “Lucinda, my name is Irie. I am your wolf. I need you to trust me….” and with those words, my actions became her’s. I start to feel like a prisoner, trapped in the shadows of my mind as another living thing takes control of my body. She runs in the direction that was once behind us, passing between Orpheus and my father. Irie sprints over to the river, leaping over it gracefully before landing on her paws. Then she gallops her way through the forest, weaving effortlessly through the trees, shrubs, bushes, and hanging branches. Jumping over fallen logs, and holes that had been dug up from other creatures. Irie’s fur is flowing back from the wind as she races through the

"Then let’s begin." She gestured for Lena to take her place among the circle of runes carved into the earth. The moment Lena sat down, the space around her vibrated as though with some force. Celeste knelt beside her, palm hovering above Lena's heart. "The power of the Moon Goddess is based on your feelings," Celeste said. "That is your hurts, your rage, your love-all of them are the energy. But you have to be careful very much. Once you lose yourself in that then probably will not be better than the creatures we oppose to."