Endymion Mythology Novels & Stories

“Melody is only the vessel. The true name is Euthanasiá, the false moon.” The forest seemed to still, as if listening. Elara continued, voice heavy with ancient memory. “He is not a woman. Not Truly… Euthanasiá is a fallen GOD. He believed that my Mother, the Moon Goddess had no right to her powers, that no female should wield such dominion over the worlds.” Damian stared, speechless.

At first, Lucius tensed, but a moment later, he relaxed, as if he was melting at my touch. “That I can do,” he breathed out. “The story of my mother is yet another link in the messed-up story of the bloodlines. My father kept insisting we were cursed by the Moon Goddess herself hence why we started disappearing. Eden, that monster you saw the other day is Xabat. If you haven’t managed to put the pieces together yet, he is my Lycan. The last of the kind. A walking legend, the last link connecting the past to today.”

But also from all Theta and Realms they already visited. They really took after their fathers. Exploring here and there filling their curiousities with new adventures. I always pray to Moon Goddess for their safety. so that my babies would go home sound and safe. And I had my lovely Jasmine. Fifteen years apart from her brothers. She is the prettiest Dryad I ever saw. Yes. Jasmine is a Dryad. I knew it from her still in my belly. It's so different with my first pregnancy. I longed for trees in Elden Wood and Adam came through the portal, told me that Nos wanted me stay in Myth Heaven Realm until I gave birth.

Time is a cruel mistress. It uses things and leaves them behind in the sea of what once was. Eidola, (plural for eidolon) fits into this category. The phenomenon comes from a singular area of the world, the ancient city of Troy. Warren doesn’t know it yet, but he is a descendant of the first eidolon wielder, Helen of Troy. Nerea covered her mouth and whispered a prayer. Plume continued to watch the bestial energy as Warren walked out of the circle. “Warren how are you feeling?” Plume shouted.

This courtyard was one of the smaller ones, surrounded by weeping willows, whose branches hung inches above the surface of a tiny pond. “I have no clue who you are, and you’re expecting me to get all hot and sweaty with you?” I placed my hands on my hips, narrowing my eyes at the golden-haired Adonis standing in front of me—Helios, his name was. Not that anyone could forget a name like that.

“Xander is no ordinary wolf as well. There once was a man called Endymion. During the time when humans were the only species on the earth, he was a Shepard who Selene— the moon goddess, spotted and fell in love with.” I listened intently. “She used to sneak to the mortal lands to meet with him. One day, Zeus found out and trust me, he wasn't pleased because he had a little crush on Selene. He told the other gods and they agreed to put him to sleep as they couldn't kill him unjustly, the fates wouldn't allow it. Zeus put him in an eternal sleeping that didn't allow him age. Selene would visit him every night in hopes that one day he would open his eyes and she would see the golden ones she ha

He questioned for the first time, but all either of us did was smirk. “What is the third key?” I turned back to inspect the complex-looking cage, but when no one answered I looked up to see the Abbey and the protectors sharing a look. “The blood of a King… and a Goddess.” He answered hesitantly, pointing to the dusty stone that lay at the foot of the cage. Upon closer inspection, I saw words carved into the stone. “As punishment for defying Zeus, Selene’s beloved, Endymion was sentenced to an eternal sleep only to be awakened by the escape of the great evil… Endymion; Carrier of Fire.” I read with much difficulty and looked up at Jasper who seemed frozen in his spot.

What a fool I'd been. "According to ancient texts, Endymion was a handsome shepherd whom Selene fell in love with after seeing him asleep in a cave. She loved him so deeply that she asked Zeus to grant him eternal sleep so she could visit him in his dreams every night." Nathaniel paused, his gaze flickering to mine.

I tell her as I massage shampoo through my hair. “So, I was telling you about Bronx’s lineage.” “Yeah, Perses. Titan God of Destruction, right?” “Yeah. When Zeus said Mother and Endymion could have children and allowed those children to be goddesses, he didn't know they would fuck like bunnies and have forty of them.” “Language, Lex. And you mean fifty. There are fifty Manae,” I correct her as I rinse the shampoo.

, she asked curiously. Fiona sighed, “Part of me thinks that it was also because of their Ascendant Gift that they found each other. Do you know of the legend and relationship between Nymphs and the Leviathan?” she asked softly. “No, not particularly”, Bell answered tilting her head curiously. “Okay”, Fiona nodded and helped her when a bottle rolled away; she caught it and handed it back to her. “Maya is one of the Elements of Earth, but an Ascendant of a Nymph, derived from Nereids”, she started.