Georgian Mythology Novels & Stories

Draco winced at the thought of his father, King Cormac, who in history was now recognized as the Butcher but was once adored by Draco. He remembered the time he spent with his father growing up, as he taught Draco kingly etiquette, sparring, and alpha command. He made him memorize the names of the seven gods of Bloomington and their deeds as he led him through the temple. Draco particularly loved the story of Gharok, the god of creation, who was married to a beautiful damsel named Selene, one of his creations. The legend said that Gharok loved Selene so much that he made her the goddess of the moon.

Her voice echoed in the empty castle. "This looks creepy" Hadiya added scurrying after her stupid friend. Hadiya was the one paranoid friend everyone had in their friend group but even she couldn't deny the fact that Zoya's adventures were worth the risk. "Are you kidding me? Look at this- OH MY GOD...... THERE'S A INDOOR FOUNTAIN!!!" She exclaimed running off to the fountain she saw from afar. The pillars around it were covered with vines and moss and the pot of the fountain was all green because of algae.

Now it seems not to be the case. Thinking through her, she begins to tell her good friends about what Olympian gods might have. “Well… According to the legend. I know that they should have many monsters and beasts in control. Also… they should have a lot of goodies such as The Golden Fleece, Golden Apple, Aegis, Achilles Armor Etc.” Aurelia tries to list the artifact from the Greek Myth then she notices that it’s quite a long list so she brings out a tablet from her storage ring and starts to type all the lists as much as she could think of along with their abilities.

"What story do you speak of, Georgia? The moonlit realm is steeped in legends, some veiled in mystery and others woven into the very fabric of our existence." Georgia took a deep breath, her crimson eyes locking onto Maximus's. "The story tells of a werewolf whose destiny is entwined with the moon's grace in a unique way. This werewolf, chosen by celestial forces, possesses a power that extends beyond the ordinary gifts of our kind. A power that can shape the course of werewolf history." Maximus, though seemingly composed, felt a subtle tension in the air. "What is it that you wish to know, Georgia? The tales of the moonlit realm often carry symbolic meanings, and not all are meant to be tak

It was our second anniversary, a time when things were simpler. — From what I read, the legend is about a king of Ancient Greece, Lycaon, who always killed those who stayed in his palace... one night, Zeus disguised himself as an old man, and asked the king for shelter, who somehow discovered that he was Zeus, so as a form of blasphemy and mockery, he served human flesh to the God of Olympus, who cursed him to become a monster, a wolf.

My father’s eyebrow shot up in a horrified expression, his mouth twisting in disappointment. “Now, Callista. I know that all of these movies now days focus on Zeus and the Olympian gods and goddesses but you cannot tell me that you never paid any attention when I spoke to you and your brother about the other aspects of mythology. Greek mythology doesn’t revolve around the titans versus the Olympians.” my father’s voice went into his lecturing tone and I had to force myself not to zone out like I did under the usual circumstances. “I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention Baba, I truly am. Please can you teach me about Morpheus?”

“What are you trying to say?” She took another step forward, tilting her head slightly as if she were trying to read my thoughts, or perhaps push them into place. “You know as well as I do that Georgia was never meant to…” she lowered her voice, as if she feared being overheard, “to be your Luna. The Goddess sees everything. Perhaps this was her hand of punishing her.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You think Georgia is being punished?” “I think,” she said softly, “that the Moon Goddess does not take kindly to arrogance. Georgia was… sweet, yes, but she didn’t know her place in this pack. Power has a way of drawing consequences.”

Thorne pointed out, "but it's like having another identity with memories and a life of its own. My hound allows me to see his memories at times. I know that he was a guard of Tartarus." At this, Julian's head whipped in Thorne's direction with interest, "As in the prison of the underworld mentioned in Greek Mythology?" Thorne nodded, "You'd be surprised how many myths actually hold some facts to them. The place is reserved for the supernaturals that are the worst of the worst."

(Only the Greek characters to arrive in future books will will be mentioned) A possible Location to be seen. Mount Olympus (/oʊˈlɪmpəs, əˈlɪm-/;Greek: Όλυμπος Olympos, for Modern Greek also transliterated Olimbos, [ˈolimbos] or [ˈolibos]) is the highest mountain in Greece. Mount Olympus is the legendary home of the gods in Greek mythology. According to research, the mountain was created after the Titanomachy, the epic fighting between the young gods, the Olympians and the older gods, the Titans. As a result of this battle, the Olympian victors created their new majestic domestic – Mount Olympus. It used to be shrouded from human eyes by using clouds which constantly obscured its peaks. The g

She said, To think of it, she was saying the truth, illummino hadn't appeared since jason got into Aratia, "How come you gods and goddesses can appear?" he asked, He always assumed the deities where to be heard and not to be seen, at least if you were to go by the general beliefs back on earth, it seemed here the rules were inverse, "We were spun into existence with Aratia, we represent every aspect of Aratia, I for instance am the personification of the moon, loathem as you've met is the embodiment of the soil and forests" she said,