Eros Mythology Novels & Stories

Six years ago, when Adom got the results back from the doctors, he couldn't process what Omega said. His mom was an omega, and he loved her dearly, but he also saw how omegas still got treated in this society and how it was hard for them to find a good job. They even had to watch out for alphas when they were in heat, or they could be attacked.

Hekate's laughs bubbled like water in a caldron, "He goes by many names. But he was born Orion-as he will die Orion." "Who is he?" "Someone who has been trying to destroy what my sisters and I created," She growls like a wolf. The smokey mist around her sharpens into little pin-like hackles as she rages, "Orion was once a man...a man gifted with powers and strength. He was a hero among people and a devout servant of the immortals. And he was made immortal himself after falling in love with one of these gods." "Wait...is this the Orion from Greek mythology?" I look at Ariella, "This is sounding a little like those books you loved reading-"

I sank into the seat across from Vasil's chair as he started pulling books from the sheles. "Olympians," he said. "The egyptian gods all the way down to Merlin are generally all considered the same species." "Merlin's not a witch?" He scowled at me. "No. He's not, contrary to all that bullshit about angels and demons going around in the human world." I chuckled. Het the books on the table and sighed. "If I had to guess, your aesir line is related to whoever Woten actually is." "Odin?" I gawked. "The one-eyed All-Father?"

At least that was what it seemed to her. She was sure the rumors of silverblood packs were true judging by the first sight of their warriors. Rumor has it that the Silverblood pack trained their warriors to be the best out of all. They're known to always fight massively as their lives depended on it whenever they were on the battlefield. They've never forsaken their Alpha and always stay loyal to their pack, and just their first sight says it all to Eileen. And for Alpha Odysseus, it wasn't the first time she had heard of how great the man was on the battlefield, rumor has it that their alpha completely turns insane whenever he's at war and kills mercilessly without mercy.

Sloane Once Aisling put it into my head, I couldn’t get the idea that maybe this was the Moon Goddess’ compromise for us not getting a white wolf out of my head. I’d be the first ever, that I know of, female Alpha. Yeah, it would be an uphill climb, but what hasn’t been? I’m used to fighting my way through just about every situation. What’s one more fight? And maybe that’s why I’ve had to fight so much in my life. Maybe the Moon Goddess was preparing me for this moment in my life.

One, I could lie to him that I'm just a passerby who was robbed on my way through this land and possibly pass through peacefully if he doesn't manage to find out I lied which if he does may not end well for me. Alphas take threats to their pack very seriously and if Damon should see me as a threat, it would be very bad for me. On the other hand, I could be honest with him and hope to garner his sympathy to stay here and get my bearings before I decide where I want to go from here. Any of the choices I made, I should be ready to deal with the outcome. I took in a deep breath and got ready to unload. "My name is Zirah, the only child of Caeus Oakwood." I paused, closing my eyes in the memory o

Malzareth's expression remained perfectly calm, but internally, his thoughts sharpened. ​The Abyss had existed long before his temple, before the surrounding kingdoms, and before many of the gods themselves had even been formed. The oldest records mentioning its depths were older than written history, and no one knew its true origin or what lived at the bottom. They only knew one unbreakable rule: those who entered its dark waters never returned. Long ago, powerful High Gods, adventurers, and explorers had foolishly ventured down into the dark, and within weeks, their names vanished from the sacred Record of Life. Their histories were not merely marked dead; they were completely erased from

" [1] Erida (fighting, quarrel, rivalry) — is the Greek goddess of strife and discord. [2] Nocté, Nyx (night) — is the Greek goddess (or personification) of the night. [3] Ereb (darkness, gloom) — representing the personification of darkness in Greek mythology. [4] Adamas (from ancient Greek - "irresistible") is a mythical metal that served as material for the tools of the gods. Adamas is the ancient name for a diamond [5] Cyanea capillata — a species of Scyphozoa, discophoran class.

My kind was created solely for battle, not compassion, not empathy, and definitely not love. Offsprings of Gala call us Lycans, a half-human half-beast. Some believe we were the first generation of Werewolves cursed by Zeus for trying to trick him into turning into a cannibal. Others believe that we were direct descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon, the granddaughter of the primordial parents, Gala (mother earth) and Uranus (father sky).

Alec Romanov was a great sailor until he fell in love with the goddess Hekacy. Surprisingly, the word "heka" in the Egyptian language is also both the word for "magic" and the name of the god of magic and medicine, Heka. Hekacy was the chief goddess presiding over magic and spells. Not only was she the one responsible for bestowing the first men the secret knowledge of using the art of witchcraft, she was also said to be the mother of necromancy. Not only that, but she holds a certain domain in the underworld as well and it was she who would appoint her lover the sacred task of ferrying souls who died at sea to the worlds beyond using the famed, Phantom Ship.