Galatea Mythology Novels & Stories

"King Athena of Antarti pack," "By Luna, you make me jealous," Meredith said. "Why?" "A woman King? Impressive! I wished I could pull that feat, honestly. From what I've heard, you fear no one at all. Not many women would actually stand up to a pack and declare herself King," Eucaria rolled her eyes. "Not any woman will. Athena is the only woman. Her name already tells who she is. The Greek goddess of war. You are indeed fearless," If these women were flattering her, it was real work. Her cheeks were red from the good things these women said about her. This was her first time being talked about this way and it made her swell with pride.

’ “That's enough, You are brothers and as such you have to live and help each other. Damon, the slave….” “‘Father, she is my mate, she is going nowhere.” Damon could feel the piercing gaze of others penetrating through his flesh. “She will have to go through the initiation. Make preparations ready and a date will be announced for your wedding, keep in mind Queen Gertrude will stand in as your mother”’ Queen Gertrude is the first queen and mother to Philip and Calista. A concubine can not stand as a parent and only satisfy the king in bed. Damon knew the laws.

Celine nods, looking away from her, remembering the bad times before Nate and Fi had found her. “Free will, and fear, some of the many things we can’t control in others. But thank you for trying, and thank you for choosing Florence in the end.” Luna nods, “I know that the prophecy that you had said many years, so I waited for four before trying. Now, I regret not starting sooner, I am so sorry, My Dear One.” Celine bows her head in appreciation. “Anyway, I would like to talk to you about the task ahead, before my brother joins us. The sleeping Goddess is my sister, Artemis. Again, it’s more complex than mere genetics, but she is the Goddess of the half-moon, hunters, and fertility, among oth

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

I say she ignores me as she glares at Selene. “I would like to see you try to strip me of my power Selene, I am no wolf. I am the Goddess of the sea and storms, among other things. I could destroy you now, but I won’t because it’s not up to me to destroy you. That’s up to someone else and your time is coming. You’re weak, Selene, and you know it. As for Gaia’s power, I will train her, and she will train at Moonlight Cove. The pack there will help, and so will my warriors. After all, we outnumber the wolves 1000 to 1. So I suggest you go back to your realm and do what you do best and that’s fuck all.” She drops Selene to the ground as Gaia comes running over. Asteria picks Gaia up and walks a

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

However, as Mathias stepped forward, the servant whispered a foreboding warning, his voice tinged with caution, "Many have entered the gates of Atlas, but few, if any, have ever returned. The queen is always in search of more servants and never tires of acquiring them." Undeterred, Mathias continued along the straight path, until he laid eyes upon the water goddess herself, Amphitrite, seated upon her majestic throne. By her side, he noticed numerous human spirits who had become her devoted servants. Drawing closer to the throne, Mathias caught a glimpse of the goddess in her full glory, realizing that there existed no woman more beautiful. Her radiant skin seemed to shimmer like a cascade o

She already had an idea and she didn't need to as the next second, Gaia spoke again. "Our Hades here fell in love at first sight when he saw Neith." Jupiter, Kali, and Guanyin immediately turned their heads to Hades as soon as they heard Gaia's words. Hades glared at Gaia. If he could kill Gaia with his look, he would have already done so. The four people on the table just kept looking at Hades while he lowered his head in slight shame as well as to hide his blushing face.

author pov ​Gaia walked around her own island, enjoying the freedom she had to do so now that she was free from the decaying Tartarus. She wished that place could be destroyed and would be happy to see it done. However, she realized that Tartarus was needed for the monsters and gods who received banishment as punishment. She hoped never to have to return there, and a shiver ran down her spine as he remembered the dismal, decaying land of the place. Tartarus was as far beneath the earth as Mt. Olympus was above. It was deeper than the underworld. It had been so hard to create a new life while she had been banished there. Gaia will be forever grateful to her children for finally freeing her an

Kas reaches out and takes her hand. “Mon ami, one day, people may think your story is a myth, but they will never hear of it if someone doesn’t tell it for the first time.” Delilah raises her hands high in the air and lets her voice ring words I don’t understand. “Me tin evlogía tis Mitéras mas, Ekátis, pros timín tis evgenoús Theás tis Selínis, Selínis. Parakaló akoúste ta lógia mou kai pléxte ta sta astéria. As zísei gia pánta o thrýlos tou Iokásti Látmou. [With the blessing of Our Mother, Hecate, in honor of the noble Moon Goddess, Selene. Please hear my words and weave them into the stars. Let the legend of Iokaste Latmus live forever.]”