Fanfiction Greek Mythology Mga Nobela at Kwento

From realization. Freya barely heard them. Fragments of ancient memory crashed violently through her mind now. Light. Chains. A gate sealed beneath celestial fire. Something enormous trapped beyond it. Something that hated heaven. God. Freya gasped painfully gripping Eros’s arm while another wave of visions struck. Lealla standing before the seal centuries ago. The celestial elders surrounding her. Selene begging them to wait. And then— Lealla offering her own divine essence willingly to strengthen the barrier. Freya froze completely.

It was Cassia's voice, seared into my soul. "Cassia, how could you trade with the Furies? You let them drag Aiden to Tartarus!" Hecate's voice trembled. "Aiden threw himself before the Gorgon for you!" Hearing that, my blood-soaked eyelashes fluttered. During that fatal Gorgon attack, I threw myself in front of her. Enduring the agony of petrification, I carried her to safety. I passed out from exhaustion and almost died. But when I woke up, she insisted Adonis had saved her. No matter how I explained, she didn't believe me. She even accused me of stealing his credit.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

“The patriarchal system placed Athena in a position to punish Medusa who was a victim of Poseidon’s assault, so in its guise she gave Medusa the power to protect herself by turning men to stone so they may harm her no more.” “It makes more sense that way,” he agreed. “I’m obsessed with folklore, fairytales, and mythologies. I often look out for retellings that bring out aspects I wouldn’t have noticed as a man. I guess I just got tired of reading the same thing over and over.” “What do you mean?”

I said but she protested, "That's not that whole of the story. I tried. Believe me I tried." "It's okay mum. Why are you here?" "Because, this is where I belong, Athena. I was a Queen. Dante is my son but I was kicked out when the King found out about my secret affair with a stable boy. A werewolf. The king faked my own death and made everyone believe the werewolves did it, after sending me out of the kingdom. I hated myself so much. Because of me, the Lycans have grown to hate the werewolves and banned them from the kingdom."