Novel & Cerita Greek Demigods

She smiled at me with a relieved expression on her face. Combining all their heavenly presence, I felt intimidated at the same time, in awe. Who would have imagined that I would get to meet the legendary gods? For some reason, my heart skips a beat while looking at each one of them like I have known them my whole life. It’s weird to say I feel at ease with their majestic presence. What baffled me was I recognized them all. There was Apollo, Hera, Athena, Ares, Aphrodite, Demeter, Dionysus, Hermes, Poseidon, and the high and mighty—Zeus—who was seated in the center.

I tell him. I am really hoping that they may have given up on trying since it is taking so long for them to execute the plan. I really don’t think they have. I can actually understand why Penthesilea and Phlegyas would want to get revenge. It is no secret that the gods are not monogamous when it comes to partners. In fact, they are all kinda slutty. I know that they are also not the best when a child is the result of their whorish ways. Most of the time, the child has no idea he or she is the offspring of a god. Many times the woman that has been impregnated doesn’t survive the birth. Giving birth to a demigod is not easy on the body. The babies tend to be big and too powerful for t

After a moment, she turns the screen toward me, “The word itself means wild or savage, but in Greek mythology, there was a Gigantes created to fight the Olympian gods during the Giant War, named Agrios. He was supposed to replace the Moirai, who are more commonly known as The Fates. It never came to be because someone killed Agrios during the war. “Okay. I will look into the definition side, you look further into the mythology side. Look for any covens or witch subcultures that somehow identify with the Gigante or maybe even the Fates.,” I write some notes on my notepad, “Bronx has restricted the fifth floor today, so no getting into his library.” “I can make do, Beta. Mind if I sit at the c

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

He explained, and I was shocked. “What!” I exclaimed, and he chuckled. “Your people have not been told about the prophecy that binds the five great cities.” He said it, and I shook my head. He is indeed the right man I can speak to! “In every great, there is always a strong man. The strongest of them all, and all these are called demigods! They all answer to one God!” He spoke, and I listened to all his words. “Just like, you know, in the werewolf clan, the Lycan clan, the witches’ clan, the vampires, and the sirens! There are always great ones.” He said it, and I thought about it.

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

Then her fingers gently rested on both of Aceli’s shoulders. Pandora wouldn’t understand the flow of blood in Aceli’s body—it wasn’t an ordinary flow. The gods possessed special abilities. Eyes sharp enough to see even in the midst of darkness. And just like Kingston, Aceli had formed a genetic mutation different from both her father and mother. The foundation of power varies among each god, especially gods from opposing clans, who exhibit certain unique traits. Just like Hores and Avanthe. Their union had formed a new variety within Aceli’s body—one she was still too young to control.