Discordia Greek Novels & Stories

Diokles is the youngest council member but has the most power, literally and figuratively. “Lord Poseidon, that is enough,” Diokles stated in his rarely utilized commanding voice. The whole Parthenon went silent, from the council members to us heirs down to even the scribe that documents the meetings. Electricity was in the air making even the hairs on my neck stand at attention. “D... Lord Zeus, they are price gouging.” Zeno defended, almost slipping and calling Dio by his given name. Shame he didn’t say it. Using a given name is a big no-no and a massive slight against a council member when you aren’t having a casual conversation. I’d like to see him get bitch out for it.

I never knew he could speak Greek until I heard it come out of his mouth, "Den tha tin écheis poté giatí aníkei se álli. Eímai to alithinó aíma, móno egó boró na diekdikíso to yvrídio!" he lets out angrily. It simply means, "You will never have her because she belongs to another. I am the last trueblood Alpha, only I can claim the hybrid!" he told him furiously. If I didn't know better, I would say that he has finally accepted me. But I don't think he even knows what he is saying because he looks possessed by some strange forces.

“Well…that’s good, I guess. Kyría Ariadne is an eccentric one, to say the least, but she’s a lovely person.” “You always call her Kyría Ariadne, what does that mean?” He smiles. “Kyría refers to a lady in Greek; she’s of old blood and authority, not to mention-” “The Alpha’s grandmother, I understand,” I say and chuckle at the shock on his face. “Don’t worry, that’s all I’ve found out and I don’t intend to learn more. I do, however, want to join her for tea again; she’s invited me to join her daily if I wish to.”

he said, and something dark and gleeful rose up inside of him. “Don’t tell me the babies are not Hermes” his father said with a tone of regret and anguish. “No,” Zion said. “They are not.” “Damn her!"His father says angrily spewing other insults in greek. "αυτή η σκύλα αξίζει να πεθάνει" Χρυσοθήρας σκύλα "I knew she was just after his money, I could sight a golddigger when I see one"His father continues to say as he uttered all other sorts of profanities.

Maxx crosses his arms and leans his back against the doorway, the all-around appearance means inconvenience and disturbance, though I'm sure he's trying to give me a curious look when he asks: —Do you know them?— "Obviously, they're my partners," I reply, and then return my consideration to the junior couple. Anyway, why are you here, friends? “ Maxx let me know that he would let me into the club tonight, and that I could bring a partner,” Mason begins to reveal to me. However, he has detested Greece for quite some time and that is the reason why he would prefer not to let it go. I see the blonde lower her head, humiliated.

When she was just a few feet away from him she leaned over to whisper in his right ear, holding the back of his head in her left hand “If you think I have to touch you to inflict pain then you know nothing of the Greeks.” He wrapped his arms around her waist keeping her in close proximity to him, “You may be Greek but you know nothing of being with an Alpha male.” She wanted to push him away but it felt nice in his arms. It was as if he knew where she would be but before she had a chance to say anything there he was, Jupiter, standing off to the side with a disapproving look on his face. His has folded in front of his chest. “Andromeda Moiria why are you hanging out with that louse?”

My friends at home had warned me against trying to be a hero in this situation. Rowan clasped my hand firmly, giving it a quick peck on the back. His eyes locked onto Bellamy with a fierce determination. “λ΁ίvε απφαλής. E,” he said, the Greek phrase meaning “be safe. We are coming.” He took another sip of his beer, his demeanor unimpressed and unfazed by the threat Bellamy posed.

“Tell me about your time with your friends.” “Well, apparently, I have to attend a frat party this Friday.” “You shouldn’t give in to peer pressure, Lilah.” “Isn’t that what Greek life is all about? Parties, drinking, and having fun?” I challenged. “There’s more to Greek life than that. You should be focused on building relationships, giving back to the community, and learning leadership skills.” I snorted. “Sure. Tell me about your time in Gamma Tau Silverclaw.” He raised a brow.

ARIA “Do you know the Greek alphabet?” He tensed. “I don’t think so…” He murmured scratching his head. “Well, you use it every day. It starts with the letter ‘Αα’ I wrote it in my notebook, and goes like this… ‘Ββ, Γγ, Δδ, Εε, Ζζ, Ηη, Θθ, … Ωω’. I stopped writing when I finished all 24 letters. You’re using their alphabet for your ranks. Now, the Alpha, it’s you. Next is the Beta (Ββ). It is pronounced Veta with a v, not a b. Like saying, vet. Then Gamma (Γγ) is pronounced yamma with y, not g, like when you say yellow. Then delta is like th in the word then, not a d. Epsilon is easy. Zeta, Eta, Theta like the th in thorn. I’ll skip the rest ‘cause I don’t need them, and I’ll go to the end. T

Dionysus shook his head and for a while, a comforting silence ensued between them. Zoey looked in front of them and noticed that her little sister was trying to make Sebastian play another song using Marco's guitar. But, when Zoey stared back at Dionysus, she asked once again. "Why are you so into Greek mythology? Even the private jet you own was named after it."