Greek Gifts Novels & Stories

he said with a respectful smile. He then opened the booklet. Austin's eyes narrowed as he realized it was a gift list. He glanced at Ezra in surprise. "Do we really need to announce the gifts?" "Yes, we do," Ezra nodded. The middle-aged man then began to loudly announce the gifts. "Ten ancient ginseng roots, a bed made of golden-threaded wood." …… As each gift was announced, Austin was left in awe, and Cecily's face showed utter shock. Each gift was not necessarily priceless, but they were incredibly valuable.

All eight of them stood in a large arc, each carrying a gift. This was custom. A tradition of the Crescent Pack and I didn't have to be told that. The dance, the mannerism, it was all so ancient that even if the pack had long developed and modernized, they still held onto their beliefs. Finally, the men stepped forward, each offering something different. The first handed out a polished silver necklace, a carved wooden box filled with coins. I couldn't help but wonder what value that still had in the real world. Or was it just a trinket? More gifts came in the form of jewelry, money and even bundles of fine silk and beads.

“It’s an honor.” Kael’s smile was thin. “Let’s hope it stays that way.” Toren chuckled, unfazed. “I bring gifts from my pack, tributes to bless your rule.” Behind him, attendants presented chests filled with moonstone, obsidian, and wolfbane-infused silver. It was both a gift and a warning. Kael didn’t flinch. “We’ll accept your tribute with gratitude.” The exchange lasted seconds, but the air between them was thick with unspoken meaning.

They looked like royalty. One by one, guests began approaching them, not just with words of congratulations, but with gifts — lavish, thoughtful, and symbolic. An ambassador gifted them an heirloom golden sculpture from an ancient dynasty, said to bless every home it entered with peace and prosperity. A famous designer handed over a custom-designed vacation villa key, nestled in a golden box — a week-long honeymoon retreat in the Maldives, exclusively theirs. Adrian’s business associates presented a rare vintage sports car, its model name subtly engraved with “RA” initials.

Mia said with a small smile on her face the moment she sighted a gift bag on the bed. Placing her handbag on the sofa, Mia made her way to the bed. She got comfortable on the bed and took out what was in the small gift bag. It turned out to be a pair of matching bracelets. It had some words engraved on them. She couldn't tell what it was because it was written in Greek language. The jewelry was so damn gorgeous that Mia couldn't resist wearing it. She couldn't help but smile as she stared at the item on her wrist. It was truly one of a kind.

"But, I wanted to, but this gift would be your lucky charm. You might need it one day." I gave thought and did without arguing with the man who seemed close to me like family. Weird right? I opened the small black box and saw the most beautiful gold necklace I had ever seen. "Odin, it's beautiful," I gasped softly, surprised that he gave me such an expensive gift. Besides the birthday presents I had for my birthday last month. Athena and Ares gave me a mic for when I wanted to record my songs; Lily gave me his dad two beautiful dresses, handmade, and Lily gave me her cute stationery as a gift from Japan. Jordan and her family gave me gift cards. As for Logan, his brothers need to figure out

One by one they came. Jewelry crafted from pack silver. Ancient scrolls of lineage. Gold coins sealed in velvet pouches. Exotic fabrics. Rare wines aged longer than I had been alive. Each gift carried symbolism, strength, prosperity, fertility, power. Killian thanked them with Alpha authority. I thanked them with Luna grace. And slowly, the nerves in my chest began to quiet. Then Daphne and Thorne approached. I gasped softly before I could stop myself. “You liars,” I whispered, though my eyes were already shining.

Gift ten. At noon, he asked me to put on the custom dress. When I asked why, he said. “You have a photo shoot session. With a renowned photographer and professional stylists. That’s gift eleven babe.” Then the spa team arrived. Not just a massage, a private spa pavilion booked exclusively for as long as I’d like. Gift twelve. Salt scrub, rose-oil massage, steam bath, thermal pool, couples soak, I felt like silk. Afterward, he handed me a leather-bound, collector’s edition of Greek mythology. Gift thirteen. Signed, rare, worth thousands.

I didn’t want it to end, but as royals, we had to return to our duties. I found Rhea fixing the buffet table when I arrived in the mess hall. There were also other volunteers with her, but I specifically called her attention, signaling for us to meet outside. She followed me when I exited the building and in a shaded area a few feet away from the doorway, we talked. “For you and Elijah,” I said, handing her six bottles of extra virgin olive oil and four bottles of high-grade honey all in one box. “The king and I went to Greece this morning and I figured I could bring you two some souvenirs.

“Alright then, I’ll make the arrangements. The kids are already wailing. Tonight, I’ll let everyone get to know you. Get ready; everyone has gifts for you.” I’m taken aback. “Presents? But I don’t have anything to return them. Can’t you tell everyone not to send gifts?” Hera pats my hand gently. “Don’t worry; gifts are just a way for everyone to express their joy. Your return is the greatest gift. Nothing else is needed.” In the afternoon, I ask Hera to bring me some foundation, hoping to cover the bruises on my face. However, I don’t know how to apply it, and she sighs, helping me carefully. She says she’ll have me in makeup class afterward to brush up on my makeup skills.