Novel & Cerita Galatea Mythology

After the Titanomachy war, a battle was fought to decide which of the generation of gods would have dominion over the universe. The Olympians gods won and the Titans, offsprings of Gala, were sent to Tartarus as punishment, a deep abyss that is used as a dungeon of suffering for the wicked. Zeus took charge of the sky, Hades the underworld, and Poseidon the sea. Gala (mother earth), displeased at how her offspring were treated waged a war called the war of Gigantomachy against Zeus. But was defected.

My eyes widen as I look at Gaia. “The mate bond. She can’t feel it. Could they have done this?” I ask her when she looks at me and her eyes glaze over and I know she is linking someone. Possibly either her father or her aunt Selene, the Moon Goddess. “My aunt will not get involved in this. Your mate bond wasn’t forged by Selene. Selene learned her lesson when she intervened in my mate bond. No, this is nothing to do with her. This is Poseidon’s doing. I’m sorry Carter. It would seem that they want her to fall for you in the human way. Not the way of the bond.” She says and I nod my head as I look back down at the sleeping Asteria. Will she ever fall for me in the human way?

Damien caught it, and just by touching it, he realized what was inside the ring. Now Damien knew why this ring was a mystical item that could withstand Juliette's power to control blood. The moment where Damien touched the ring, he saw who inhabited the ring. Of course, as a mystical item, there must be a spirit from the demon race residing within it. But this time, the spirit within this ring was not from the soul of the demon race. But, it's Gaia, a goddess of the embodiment of earth in Greek mythology. Juliette's power is to control blood, but the power of this ring can be described as a mother protecting her child who is still in her womb with love.

Amalthea was too distracted to count them, she felt extremely embarrassed that she had no answer to that basic question after asking it countless times over the centuries to the women in Paradise. “They are ten minutes apart,” Hephaestus answered. He was back in his sphere that was flying next to the wave which carried Cetus. Once again, the fire king knew Amalthea best. And so, he stood by her father who chose to make room for Arethusa though he completely despised it. Females needed females at moments of giving birth to new life forces. Amalthea took a deep breath. The moment of truth was approaching fast.

We were a lovely, peaceful, and thriving community” I sat there listening to her, I felt like I needed to know more. “What happened?” she smiled slightly “Her mother happened, she cursed us all, you see Velaria or “Thalia” her real name, was born special, she was from an ancient prophecy, and was destined to be the bride of Hades. The prophecy says that she would tame the uncontrolled beast he is, she would have been his Pegasus and queen to rule by his side.” I fell silent at her words, they were just too difficult to accept, why would the moon goddess give me a mate that was already destined by birth to marry a god? It made no sense.

, she started. “Wait, what are Nerids”, she asked mispronouncing the word completely. “Nereids”, Fiona corrected, “Nereids are particularly associated with the Aegean Sea, where they dwelt with their father Nereus in the depths within a golden palace. The most notable of them are Thetis, wife of Peleus and mother of Achilles; Amphitrite, wife of Poseidon and mother of Triton; and Galatea, the vain love interest of the Cyclops Polyphemus”, she listed, “Though that really isn’t important, I only know about it because Edwards made me study about them when he wanted help in how to woo her”, she grumbled a tad fondly. “Anyway, according to Greek Mythology, Cetus or The Leviathan is a sea monster;

He gave me a soft smile, making me return a shy smile. “You know, in Greek mythology, Althaia was the Queen of Calydon, and a woman of fierce passion. She is celebrated in an ancient story about the fate of her son, Meleager. When he was born, the Moirai, or the Fates in English, came to foretell his future, and they predicted he would die as soon as one of the sticks in the fireplace burned out completely. When Althaia heard that, she pulled the stick from the fire, put the fire out, and hid it in a safe place.”

*** CONTINUATION *** "I choose Pygmalion and Galatea," we nodded and listened to her, "Pygmalion is a sculptor and he hated women. For him, they didn't worth his time, and they didn't deserved to be wasted time of. He then made Galatea out of ivory. Galatea is prettier than any breathing women. And he fell in love in his own sculpted work. So, Aphrodite rewarded him after his sacrifice to her and brought Galatea to life. And they had a son which became one of the goddess's sacred cities, Paphos."

Bathal hummed and shook his head, as tears welled in his eyes at the thought of killing his son. His boy. Galathea’s greatest gift to him. And he almost killed him. Almost. “You do not know love, Ursula. You do not understand a bond between two souls. Galathea is my mate, even in death she still is.” Bathal pursed his lips then let out a soft sob and a wail. A cry and tears that he held onto finally fell from his eyes. “Her presence brings lull to my weary soul. Her breath obscures the fear in my heart, knowing that I have another day — a lifetime with her. She means more to me than you can imagine. She was the blessing the moon goddess gave me when I was lost in darkness. She knows nothing

James flicked his eyes back and forth between Eliza and Blakeney as the man paused dramatically. “Thetis,” said Blakeney, grandly. “She is a goddess of the sea. A lieutenant of sorts to Poseidon, but more commonly associated with calm and tranquil waters.” “That’s right,” he said, remembrance flooding to him. “Achilles was her most famous son.” Blakeney nodded proudly at his pupil. “Correct.”