Cyrene Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

said Iris the Goddess of the rainbow and messenger of the Gods, as she felt tension building around the twins. "We didn't come down here to have a fight so you better shut your mouth Nemesis," said Hecate the Goddess of magic, crossroads, and ghosts, using a serious and threatening tone. "Tsk," Nemesis said then grinned. "I apologize for my sister's rudeness," said Tyche the Goddess of good luck and fortune, then smiled sweet. "It's okay," said Zyrene and forced a smile that made Klein suddenly looked at Zyrene for what she said. Klein would have objected when Zyrene gives Klein a warning look.

I ask. "Well yeah they have the same meaning, the same nature and are both believed to be early fertility goddesses, but they are not totally the same. Freja is also associated with magic and war. She receives half of the fallen warriors, the other half goes to Odin". He is using his hands alot explaining. He continues. "Afrodite sticks to things concerning love and the feminine beauty. In Cyprus she was worshipped as the foam-born goddess, she had a connection to the sea there, but in Nordic mythology that job falls to Freja's father, Njord".

She held out her arms as Selene came over. “She is beautiful.” The Moon Goddess preened as she slid the bundled baby into her sister’s arms. “What is her name?” Hecate pulled the baby into her arms as her body shifted from Maiden to Mother. Her features grew older, and a new sadness enveloped her. “Ciran. I’ll call her Ciran.” She rubbed her fingers down the baby’s face. “He found his mate, hasn’t he…that’s why he hasn’t returned?” The Moon Goddess closed her eyes and blew out a breath. “I’m sorry, sister.” She opened her eyes, which were filled with bright tears. “If I could change it, I would.”

Then Dad appeared, "What's going on?" as he had been listening to them all, Lukarien interrupted Niklaus, "So that's who you are, Naki." It was suddenly revealed to him, her Lineage, and he was shocked. All eyes turned to him, as he explained "She is the daughter of Ares (God of War) her Mother is Sirenna (Siren, Sea Nymph, demi god) - Grandfather: Thalassor (Sea God)

I ask incredulously. “Enyo? That’s your wolf’s name?” She asks, and I respond with a nod. “The waster of cities… Interesting…” Luna Rachel trails off, a faraway look coming across her face. She then stands abruptly and heads over to the bookshelf in the office. “You know, in Greek mythology, Athena and Enyo were both daughters of Zeus. However, Enyo was a goddess of war and destruction, bringing fear to anyone against her on the battlefield. While Athena was a goddess of both wisdom and war, among other things. Almost like the opposite of what Enyo represented, and she was even feared by Enyo’s lover, Ares…” Luna Rachel trails off again as she flips through a book, looking for something.

“Welcome to our 45th Gauntlet Games!–” Loud cheers erupted, hooting and roars. At the side of the dais, the four visiting Alphas stood in a row, preening at their supporters. Well–all except Alpha Odys. His expression remained blank. “–As is tradition, we’ll kick off the games with the hunt for the Ceryneian Hind.” The Ceryneian was a monstrous fire-snorting doe with a spotted hide and large golden antlers. It was a powerful mystical relic kept at Lyklos Keep that would come to life when placed in the heart of a forest. Once animated, it would roam until captured, after which it would return to its statuesque state.

She was still breathing, just had finally lost the battle with consciousness, head laying back on my arm, body slack against me, supported only by my arms and chest. I was used to whispering to people talking about me behind my back. I ignored them as always. "Ismene-Eirene?" I asked, realizing she'd gone slack in my arms. "You there... healer of Apollo." my voice took on a commanding tone as I pointed to one of the surgeons. "This woman needs treatment. The chimera attacked her.” I explained as a healer rushed over. Something tells me he didn’t want to risk angering me by having me wait. "She is Ismene-Eirene, daughter of Leander and Elaine. She got separated from someone named Rae and Alka

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

This only means they carry a curse. Agamemnon's daughter, whom he named Erenea was a baby who was not supposed to spring into this world. Agamemnon had long since destroyed the flower of life that was in him. But he didn't think it would leave a seed and secretly sprout and grow. Now his child was formed and born.