Funny Greek Gods Novels & Stories

Zeus rolled his eyes, flicking bits of electricity toward Poseidon’s way. “Such a scaredy cat, aren’t you?” The dark angel, Gabriel, gripped his arms to pull him away. “Or maybe you are like one of those creations you have that couldn’t even make it up here?” Zeus laughed loudly, black tears running down his face. Flinging the tear toward Poseidon, Poseidon growled. Fangs descending reminded me of a shark.

I watched as the guy left and the one thing that keep sticking in my mind that he seemed to be a strange guy but I’m not sure why that is. “What’s wrong baby girl?” “Who is that guy?” “That’s Dionysus, and he’s the god of wine and pleasure. He also the son of Zeus. Why don’t you go pick out a ring that you like to get.”

Xavier simply said and sipped his wine quietly. His face gave nothing away , making it really hard to guess what he was thinking... Godvric did as he was told and kept his eyes on the mobile phone.. "The first item up for bidding is an ancient Greek totem.." the voice of the host could be heard everywhere and they began bidding with their pads.. The first item was taken by the prime minister of Greece... "The next item is the famous portrait of the Sanzu river painted by the Shin Ha-ri.. we're gonna start with 1million for this. " The host announced and glanced at the private booth...

" Bye " Adhya Started murmuring again. ", OMG, He is a Greek God" suddenly his laugh was heard as adhya again didn't cut her call. Adhya cut the call and collapsed on her bed hiding her face in the pillow.

“Tell him he can shove that cloud of darkness up his arse for what he has done here.” Helios’s bark of laughter is unexpected. “You’re quite amusing. I haven’t laughed in years. Not since Hephaestus gave Poseidon boils all over his genitals for sleeping with his ex-wife. Again. I forgot how much I enjoy your company, sister” He slaps the top of my head and instantly my eyesight fully clears. I can see again, but now I have a headache, because he hadn’t been gentle. “Now, go and save your daughter. Before I get bored and decide to turn both of you into deer, then feed you to the Titans as a reward for siding with the right Gods during this tedious war.”

tentatively, she draws her lower lip into her mouth and sucks it thoughtfully. Should I tell him? Surely he would not be angered by the correction. As if in reply to her question, her gaze lowers to the right side of the table where her right hand lies, palm down and slightly curled into a loose fist But the thought of being corrected by a scant could incense anyone in the pack hierarchy, omegas included. Her gaze lowers in finality to the paper and, warily, she crosses over the error before writing over it. “Their appetite is known to be that of wolves—” the priest halts at the centre of the room, the skin of his sunken cheeks drawing taut in . Eleven years as his slave had familiarized her

"You're kind. And respectful. You're cute and funny. You're prettier than anything I've ever seen. Something traumatic has happened to your. You can be shy or very flirtatious. I think you're the reincarnation of Hades." Adrian stroked her hair softly. "What a flattering comparison." "It actually is. Of all the Greek Gods, he was the best, and least fucked up. He never cheated on his wife, he minded his business and did his job. But he got shit for it, even though he didn't exactly pick his job." Adrian chuckled. "Well...maybe Hades and I do have more in common than I thought." "Adrian...where are your parents?" "They moved to...and this is purely coincidence but Greece. They retired there.

I fight the chuckle that is building at Jadara’s words. We approach towering golden doors that remind me of the Gate of Purgatory, only it doesn’t have trapped souls writhing and moaning. No, this one is pretty, but a definite eyesore. Images of the gods having fun with drinks in hand and is that … an orgy. Ok, whatever floats your boat. The doors open and we can hear laughter coming from above the room and there on a floating damn platform is the cunt of the hour. “ZEUS! WHERE ARE MY PUPS!” my mom roars and the laughter dies down, and the platform lowers to the ground. Zeus smirks as he drinks his wine from his gold cup. Pompous asshat.

My fangs sprouted violently, and when the thirst for blood invaded me, I knew that I was at the top of the food chain. “Now you have so much power that the damn gods will be envious,” Greco said, and I was surprised. Of all the things he could say, mocking the gods made me smile.

“Joy. The Water Moon Pack. The pack of celestial beauty and unbearable abs ! The I*******m-filtered werewolves ! You have to know the stories.” I blinked slowly. “You mean the fairytale barbies with bite? Not impressed.” “Not impressed?” he choked. “Have you seen their Beta ? The guy looks like he was sculpted by Michelangelo, then dipped in testosterone. They are all Greek Gods and Goddesses gracing us with their beauty – er – I mean presence !” “So, you’re saying the Alpha’s just a pretty boy with a fan club ?” I teased, knowing full well it would rile him.