Eris Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

“I always thought you were my little fighter. Maybe I shouldn’t have named you after her, and you wouldn’t have had these many struggles in your life.” She couldn't help but wonder if naming her daughter Athena had contributed to the struggles she faced in life. Iris had always wanted the best for her children, but instead, their lives were filled with chaos and difficulties. She had envisioned Athena as a strong fighter, but now she questioned whether that name had brought more challenges than blessings. Iris carried a sense of regret, wishing she had chosen a different name that wouldn't have burdened her daughter with so much hardship.

I decided that conversation, however painful, was the safest option. “I am the eldest daughter of Poseidon, God of the Sea. I told you my stepmother murdered him…. What I didn’t tell you was that, with him being a God, it is impossible that she could have done it on her own. Someone helped her, and that someone resides here. In the realm of the Gods.” “Do you know who?” “I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.”

“That’s why I came to you first. Or did you think that you were the only person who I wanted to talk to? There were hundreds of fleets out there during that fight, and something tells me that a whole lot of them want blood just like me.” Eris laughed loudly into the air. Or perhaps it was more of a cackle. There was so much pure joy in it that Freya was caught slightly off guard. “Of course you would!” Eris said as she laughed. “Oh now I’m absolutely certain of it. Gods yes, I need this!” She leapt up suddenly, and poured more than a few swigs into her glass. Then she glanced at the bottle in her hand, and slugged down a few gulps straight from it instead.

Kitty was hesitating, lost in the pretty dark blue eyes that were gazing at her. "My name is Erebus; may I know yours?" His voice was deep and a bit rough, but amazingly enticing. Kitty stepped up and took his hand: "I'm Kitty...Why... why are all your names of ancient gods?" "Haha..." Menoetius burst into laughter and then turned to Kitty with a very serious face: "Because we ARE." "..." Kitty would have believed that Erebus WAS a god, but not if that came from this seemingly very unreliable young wolf.

replied Erito exuberantly. “Their names will be taken from the myths of the Greek…” continued Eriwan as exultantly as his younger brother did. “This one is Aquarius Erianto… This one is Pisces Erianto…” Erito introduced two babies on his body. “Meanwhile, this one is Libra Erianto… This one is Gemini Erianto…” Eriwan also introduced two babies on his body. “Erianto is the combination name from both of your names, isn’t it?” asked another kinsman.

Her touch had gone gentler now, more fragile. “No, my beloved. I was never a dream. I’m the goddess you locked away. The serpent you kissed on the forehead and called beautiful. The thing you loved and forgot.” Aria’s eyes widened. “Riri… Eris… you were her all along…” Eris nodded, nuzzling her cheek. “I hid. Because I was too dangerous to be loved. But you did it anyway. Even when you didn’t know.” She pulled Aria against her chest, skin still cool, yet now oddly comforting.

Her touch had gone gentler now, more fragile. "No, my beloved. I was never a dream. I'm the goddess you locked away. The serpent you kissed on the forehead and called beautiful. The thing you loved and forgot." Aria's eyes widened. "Riri… Eris… you were her all along…" Eris nodded, nuzzling her cheek. "I hid. Because I was too dangerous to be loved. But you did it anyway. Even when you didn't know." She pulled Aria against her chest, skin still cool, yet now oddly comforting.

But none of the books could satisfy my questions. “The Women of Wicca Family” A thick dusty book that was kept at the bottom of the shelf with an unattractive cover. ‘Hundreds of years ago, when gods and goddesses in the universe were in perfect balance and harmony. Earth failed with nothingness. The goddess named Erethe was young and innocent, however being the youngest goddess became a problem. She faced discrimination for being the weakest, hated for being the youngest, and downgraded for being less experienced. The only god that has shown interest in her was named Kyro the god of water. The strongest god and the most admired god in the universe. The naïve goddess fell for his sweet words

he said, though there was no suspicion in his voice – only curiosity. "And there is something familiar about you, though I know we have never met before. Are you... are you one of the divine ones who walk among us now?" Eirene smiled, reaching out to touch the bark of the olive tree beside them, feeling its steady life force beneath her fingers. "I am Eirene, daughter of Hera and Zeus," she said simply. "Though I think of myself more as a bridge between worlds than as something separate from either." Instead of being overwhelmed, Lysander’s eyes lit up with interest.

Both get lost in the pleasure of each other and ride out their orgasms. “Well, that was different,” Ariel smiles. Back home, Iris is helping Sabrina get settled and meet the household staff. “So, tell me about the gods and this game?” Sabrina asks, after all the children are asleep. “Well, from what I gather, the gods want to prove their creations are better than other creations. Hades, Zeus, Poseidon, Selene, Athena, and Demeter are creation gods and goddess. Demons, Humans, Sirens, Mermaids, Werewolves, Vampires, Centaurs, Nymphs, and Fairies. We battle it out for their amusement. Until Selene created me, no one could beat Poseidon's Sirens and Mermaids. Titan almost got lost to the Mermai