Clytemnestra Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Her beauty was legendary, a blessing and a curse that drove Hades to madness with jealousy. But my mother, Minthe, was his mistress before Persephone’s jealousy demanded her exile. Unbeknownst to him, she carried me within her. When Persephone discovered my existence, her fury was absolute. She abandoned Hades, retreating to Mount Olympus, where she convinced Zeus to grant her sanctuary. I was left behind, an unwanted reminder of my father’s betrayal.

Yet they all had one theme: destruction. Every one of these prophecies told of destruction. It didn’t matter what it was, destruction was at its end. Many had given up on the boy, escaping him rather than trying to help him. Yet one remained unmoved. There was one who strove to find a way to break the curse upon her nephew’s head. She was a goddess known for her cunning war strategies and great wit. Her name was Athena. Born of the Night with the insignia of the owl she was. She scoured the realms, searching for something that would give her a clue as to what could overturn her nephew’s fate. And it led her back home – to the Olympian Archives. So she locked herself up, not eating or drinkin

Shade I know that Penthesilea and Phlegyas don’t trust me, and the feeling is mutual. I have never trusted those two. No one knows that neither of their mothers survived their births, but Penthesilea and Phlegyas killed each of their mothers when they were young. Both of the women had come to me explaining that a god had gotten them pregnant and that they wanted to survive the birth and keep the children hidden. I helped both of them and helped them spread the rumour that neither one had survived the birth. Both of the women had gone into hiding with my help. The women had never told either Penthesilea or Phlegyas who their father was. They had found out on their own and became pissed

She gripped her mother's hand, which surprised Helene, and shifted her gaze to her daughter, who was also clutching the doll's hands on the other. "Melpomene, Jasmine, and Mom. Together. Forever!" She then hummed a singsong melodic line before cheerfully clapping her hands. Helene smiled back as she combed her hand over Jasmine's hair.

"I think not," "Hey, calm down. You don't know Athena like that. She's not someone who shows much of her emotions. She's one person who was raised just like you. Not really but your stories align and that is why I think she wants you to be her sister," Heyli was interested in Athena's past. "Tell me about it?" "Well, it's no old news that her mother who was the former Queen and Luna of Antarti was killed by her husband for not giving him a male child. In Fact, he killed her by burning her to death. Do you know how painful that is? Excruciatingly painful."

"Be careful, Ria." Cryx and I, and the others have our own codes basing on Greek and Roman Mythology. Right now, I based it on the glory of Greece, the Illiad by Homer. The Battle between the Acaeans (Greeks) and the Trojans. During their conquer of Chryse, a town allied with Troy, the Greeks captured Chryseis and Briseis. Agamemnon took Chryseis as his crowning glory while Achilles took Briseis. When Chryseis' father learned of this, he offered a magnanimous sacrifice to the god Apollo for his daughter's safe return. Agamemnon then conspired to take Briseis away from Achilles and offer her as remuneration. This will allow Cryx to decipher that there is danger nearby and they plan to take Br

This setting happened only in my history class during my school days but I can't believe that it's happening now to me for real. I broadened my visions inside the palace and I was so obsessed to see a giant statue in front of the King's throne. It's a golden statue of the Goddess Hera, Zeus' wife in Mythology. I can still recall how Hera became so jealous and vengeful to some of Zeus' lovers in my Mythology subject. I never thought to see my favorite Goddess here inside what they called the Valkyrie Kingdom.

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”

"Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away on the island of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call hell. Do you know what it's called?" I asked Mac and he nodded. "Yes, the pit of silence and I don't give a fuck about Greek Myth." He whined and I laughed softly. "Tartarus. It's where all Mythological monsters and beings go after being destroyed, Except for gods, who fade away if they lose too many supporters and prayers. I don't want you to fail the rest to

I took a deep breath and made my way towards the exit of the room. Once I stepped out of the room, I was surprised to find myself in the middle of Hera's courtyard. Hera was speaking to two other women I could recognize. Cordelia, the goddess of water and Nyx, the goddess of the night. The three women were sitting under the tree of discord. "There's something I discovered today" Hera began and the other two women raised their brows. "What is it? Did you perhaps find out who the new guard really is?" Nyx asked. "Of course, I did. I discovered that his mother had given him a different name apart from the one given to him by the Fates" Hera said and my frown deepened. I had no clue about what s