Greek God Of Hatred Novels & Stories

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

I move away from him. He meets my gaze slowly, "She was the Hekate's favorite, little toy. Sol made her my bitch." "Hekate is the one who wronged you" "They all wronged me! But it was your fucking maker that didn't help me when I needed it!" His spits sprays in my face, "I would have gone after Iphigenia regardless-her power is so much more ancient and powerful than the others! But everything else I did to her...well that was retribution-"

“This doesn’t make sense. What can a deity want with a nobody like me?” The car sank into silence. I threw up my hands. “Is this the Ollivara thing again? I don’t know her.” “Some call him Sues or Warren, or the God of War,” Jason sighed. “He’s a long-time enemy of mine.” His jaw clenched as pure hatred darkened his eyes. “One day, I’ll tear his mask off before I tear his head off with my bare hands.” The air iced over, and everyone sat still. Even wounded, Jason’s power was still formidable. It was worse when he was injured. A wounded predator is at his most dangerous.

As if he finally see the reasons of all of this. Who would have thought that the goddess of the moon would be someone that he once called as a sister? No one would even dare ask that. “ Maevis… you told me a god can be killed if another god would perish… right? “ Hatred, that is one of the thing that all should avoid having. For it can corrupt your mind and heart. but did anyone not told you how all things can be powerful and harmful in a wrong person? just like that… hatred may be dangerous, but if given to the right one, it can be the urge to make some impossible things be possible.

Both the gods loved a mortal woman and it ended up killing her. "He took her to spite Zeus and it angered him most definitely. He was one jealous prick so he cursed the two of them not to get their happily ever after. You could say that Zeus was the one who killed her but he doesn't want to bear that burden and he made sure every other god knows that it was Hades who killed her," Cerberus said as he poured another glass of wine of his chalice. "That's one reason why Hades became the most hated god now."

Zeus pauses and lean to his servant while putting his hand in front of his mouth whispering, "he really hates me" "What an imprudent man! How dare he hate the King of all creation!?" the servant shouted which causes Zeus to back away from him and laughed at his reaction. "Don't worry, I'll just visit him for a while and will immediately come back," Zeus said nodding his head. "I need to put an end to all of this" he whispered before he walks. King Lycaon were not only famous in the realms of the mortals but even among the Gods and other races. He was known for his cruel hostility both to his enemies and even to his people who would commit mistakes. His punishments were the most cruel in the

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

The Lupus Deus. The deity of hatred, whose appetite for blood and violence was compared to the need for oxygen in the human body. the deity that the gods above would send once every hundred years as a warning. The god who wasn't born a god, but rather a man dressed in mystery and a threat to everyone—who even at the mere mention of his name, every pack avoided like the plague—he was the law. His presence caused wolves to bow down in submission, instilling in them the belief that no one was above him. He always waited in the shadows, keeping an eye out for those who violated his orders. Like a phantom, he came and went, ready to kill everyone who was in his way. Anyone who disagreed with him

Bob’s tone was sarcastic. Lex looked up, “I have – what have you got on Hades’ sons?” Bob produced a folded piece of printed A4 paper and handed it to Lex who snatched it hungrily. He folded it impatiently. “According to G****e, Hades, who is also known as the god of the underworld had three children, Zagerus, Macaria, and Melinoe. The first is a boy while Macaria and Melinoe are girls. Now if you’d ask me, I think this information is irrelevant. Nothing concerns Greek mythology with Nigerian homicidal maniacs.”

Still, they kept watching each other. Zeus was lord of the sky once again, but his wife also bore him three other gods: Ares, the god of war, Hephaestus, the smith-god, forger of weapons, and Eris, goddess of chaos and discord, who shrieks beside Ares in his battle chariot. The rest of Zeus's children were born out of wedlock. Three of them entered the Pantheon later.