Delphyne Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Celine nods, looking away from her, remembering the bad times before Nate and Fi had found her. “Free will, and fear, some of the many things we can’t control in others. But thank you for trying, and thank you for choosing Florence in the end.” Luna nods, “I know that the prophecy that you had said many years, so I waited for four before trying. Now, I regret not starting sooner, I am so sorry, My Dear One.” Celine bows her head in appreciation. “Anyway, I would like to talk to you about the task ahead, before my brother joins us. The sleeping Goddess is my sister, Artemis. Again, it’s more complex than mere genetics, but she is the Goddess of the half-moon, hunters, and fertility, among oth

Andrew explained. "Uh, you're forgetting one key piece of information," Helios interrupted. Everyone turned to him as Andrew closed his eyes and groaned. He knew what Helios was going to say. "What's that?" Gunnar asked. Helios smiled slightly. "Achlys is Nyx's daughter."

“You dared to shoot Hades. Now you have me to deal with. Let’s just call me Nyx.” The name Nyx—the Greek goddess of the night—rolled off her tongue with a dark satisfaction. She watched as the life drained from Dean’s eyes, his body going limp in Big Tom’s grip. She felt no remorse, no hesitation. This was her world now, and she was claiming her place in it.

Was it because of their plain-looking look or they are just too serious in their duty? "We're here. Stay here and I'll bring you back to the ladder. You should figure your way back from there." She watched him fade like a wind. She was just patiently waiting at the boat until he came back, this time he was with an old man's soul. They ferry back to the river of Styx. In Greek mythology, the River Styx is a god, a river that forms the boundary between the earth and the underworld. The rivers Acheron, Cocytus, Lethe, Phlegeton, and Styx converge in a large swamp in the center of the underground world, and sometimes this is also the case. According to Herodotus, the source of the Styx is near F

12 Olympian gods resided at Mount Olympus: Zeus and his wife Hera, Athena, Poseidon, Artemis, Apollo, Demeter, Hester, Aphrodite, Hermes, Hephaestus and Ares. Since Hades resided in the underworld, he was once now not considered an Olympian god and did not visit the wonderful mount often. The nine muses, the daughters of Mnemosyne and Zeus, resided at the foot of the mountain. The Olympians dominated Olympus till the monster Typhon attacked their stronghold. Typhon was allegedly a 100-headed fire-breathing dragon. When he attacked Olympus, the majority of the gods selected to flee, barring for Zeus, Athena and Dionysus. Zeus was once in a position to subsequently defeat the giant monster wit

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.

He gave me a soft smile, making me return a shy smile. “You know, in Greek mythology, Althaia was the Queen of Calydon, and a woman of fierce passion. She is celebrated in an ancient story about the fate of her son, Meleager. When he was born, the Moirai, or the Fates in English, came to foretell his future, and they predicted he would die as soon as one of the sticks in the fireplace burned out completely. When Althaia heard that, she pulled the stick from the fire, put the fire out, and hid it in a safe place.”

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

Then I wrapped my arms around her shoulder, her head leaning close to me, and we started to walk into the house together. *Flashback* "Please! Just name your price and make me famous!" "Make my husband forsake his mistress and fall in love with me again! I'm ready to pay!" "I want to be the most good-looking woman in this village, but I don't really have any money! But I'm willing to serve you!" Jasmine was peering through the window curtain when Helene started calling her from the dining hall. She drew the window drapes firmly closed and stepped into the dining hall.

A quiet voice said from behind her, and moments later Selene sat down as well, looking on with a frown. "Typhon is angry with you too you know," Selene murmured, biting into an apple as she waited for the fight to begin, and Nefele just shrugged, choosing to remain silent. Typhon was a solitary God, preferring to keep to himself in the lakes of Mount Olympus as he watched over all of his monsters. Dragons were under his protection and guidance, which meant that Adrastus was his creation and the prophecy concerning April had been written by Typhon himself. As such it was no wonder that Nefele wasn't in his good books right now.