Elysium Greek Novels & Stories

She was dressed in a tunic similar to those worn at the temple, so she knew she was someone from Teotroly too. As soon as the woman heard her cries against Sirion, she stirred and immediately cursed when her eyes fell on them. “Sirion, what the -!” “Glad to see you too, Eily. I see your tongue is still as sharp as ever.” Shia gasped. Eily was the Goddess of Childbirth. Why did he bring her here too? Eily looked around her, and when she saw Khailis lying next to her, her eyes widened. “Damn you, this lady is with child! Why did you take her too? What are you planning to do?”

*Mt. Olympus, Greece* "Thank you so much polyagapiménos" Thaelia exclaimed as the nymph finished filing her nails, leaving the moon princess with a perfect manicure. Eliza, the nymph smiled in response and parted with a bow, after taking her basin of filthy water with her. That's the thing with people working under her, they never uttered a single word, which she never understood. Why was it so forbidden for them to talk with her? Just a friendly chat?

I said and Mac chuckled loudly. "That's not true, the girl I hung out with is fun and there's a lot about you in these blue eyes of yours," Mac said, standing up to stay beside me I tried to hide my face away from him, but he put his hand on my cheeks and forced my eyes to meet his. "These blue eyes hold a lot of adventure awaiting to be unlocked," He said so passionately and it only remained a tiny bit for me to swoon over him. "The only adventure I want is to Greece," I said as I continued the talk on History, "So many human generations later, Zeus released Kronos and his brothers from this prison, and made the old Titan king of the Elysian Islands, home of the blessed dead,

Something older. Something unwritten. Elen knelt beside it, fingertips trembling as they brushed the stone. “This isn’t a place,” she whispered. “It’s a grave.” Mira’s sword scraped against her scabbard. “A grave for what?” “Names,” Elen said, pale. Ezra stepped forward, drawn by the low pulse in his chest—the fourth flame twitching like a buried heartbeat. He reached out, and the monolith whispered. > “Eziel…”

"Then don't. I should warn you though. Neradia and Elysium are different. In Elysium, the elementals come out to play at night." I stared at his muscled back and his nice butt as he retreated into the tent while I tried to make sense of what he had said. I turned around walked to the fire while looking around. I could hear nothing but crickets and owls hooting. The night should scare me but it was my time of reprieve. The only moments I could think things through and meditate if need be.

Just as he was about to take a sip, Hela appeared behind Ares with her hands on her hips. "Big broooooo!!!! Is Big Bro taking Grey out for drinks again?!" ** Grey entered the Zeus—Corp building. The name Zeus was a joke created by Ares based on his and Hela's characters. According to Ares, he was the god of war, and Hela was the mother of the gods, so it was fitting for his company to have the name of the king of gods.

POV. Isabella Di´Giotanno. We hold hands, Artemis, Aika and I as we listen to recite, “Aderfí, aderfí se kaló kai se epikaloúmai, stop me sto vasíleió sou, use me na bo sto vasíleio tis Ekátis.” I frown, while I said, “what the hell does that mean, Artemis?” Artemis smiles amused as she answers me, “The exact translation would be, Sister, sister, I call your name and I invoke you. Take me to your kingdom. Let me enter to the Hecate’s Realm.”

Kas reaches out and takes her hand. “Mon ami, one day, people may think your story is a myth, but they will never hear of it if someone doesn’t tell it for the first time.” Delilah raises her hands high in the air and lets her voice ring words I don’t understand. “Me tin evlogía tis Mitéras mas, Ekátis, pros timín tis evgenoús Theás tis Selínis, Selínis. Parakaló akoúste ta lógia mou kai pléxte ta sta astéria. As zísei gia pánta o thrýlos tou Iokásti Látmou. [With the blessing of Our Mother, Hecate, in honor of the noble Moon Goddess, Selene. Please hear my words and weave them into the stars. Let the legend of Iokaste Latmus live forever.]”

“What the hell just happened?” Elias blinked rapidly, dazed. “I saw it.” Lucian leaned closer. “Saw what?” “A city. Burning. Ancient. I think I was in the past. Maybe. And there was a man walking through the fire like it couldn’t touch him.” He swallowed hard. “Isadora also went there.” Kairis stood slowly, her gaze returning to the book. “His presence predates gods and demons. The texts called him a Pre-God.” Lucian stood too. “We found his name earlier—‘Nihareth.’ You remember it?”

Of how all of us had been caught in the orbit of two men who’d once built something beautiful together and then weaponized its remains. Maybe that’s what Elysium really was — not a sanctuary, not a secret, but a mirror. It reflected whoever entered it, amplified what they already carried. For some of us, that was love. For others, greed. For Adrian, it was revenge. The rain started again, steady against the glass. I whispered to the room, to myself, maybe to him, “It ends with you.”