Novel & Cerita Greek Goddess Of Poison

Hecate was not just any name. In Greek mythology, she was the goddess of death. Why would Logan take a potion with the name of the goddess of death? I watched Morgana mix it with a little water. Could it be poison, isn't it? — Logan, why is this named Hecate, the Greek goddess of death? — Do you know who she is? This is really impressive. I could see Logan looking at me, and he didn't seem very eager to answer my question, probably because he knew I wouldn't accept his decision so easily.

God of thunder I think. And there was Poisedon and Zeus, also Persephone and Apollo! See, I knew more than one greek god. Just don’t ask me the powers any of them are supposed to have. Okay, back to my initial problem. Is kyros part of those ancient greek gods? I have never heard of a god with the ability to possess a person. Only demons did that. And evil spirits. Okay, I needed to do research, a lot of it. For that I would need a laptop or a phone. Oh, shoot. We were running low on cash. The shop still needed a lot of stuff and…

The priestess answered. Cassandra smiled. "The end results will determine that," The assistant came in with a mini bottle in her hand. In the bottle was a substance that looked like water, whereas it is the deadliest poison to be ever made. It is called the dark scarlet poison; a poison that can be made by only a scarlet witch. It doesn't take effect immediately but hurts and kills more than a thousand swords.

They were more than similar than they thought they were not. She was born from Demeter and Zeus and she was favored by her mother, Demeter. The goddess of Agriculture. But Zeus, then the King of the Gods, was ruthless and would not accept no for an answer, he still made her marry off to a hideous being that know nothing but heat and soot and soot and heat.

Then, I press my forehead against hers. “Goodbye, Beatrice,” I whisper, then quickly extend my claws and rip out her throat. She steps back, her eyes going wide as her hands fly to the gaping hole in her throat. “You put my pups at risk, and for that, I can never forgive you. Hopefully, the Moon Goddess will.” I watch as she crumples to the floor, then I turn and walk upstairs. When I step back into the packhouse, Beta Adrian is standing there waiting for me.

Her bright purple eyes are glowing, and black hair floats around her as she laughs. I know without a shadow of a doubt, that this one is Eris. Goddess of chaos and discord… Lesser known as the goddess who started a divine war by corrupting mortals. Hoped to create enough chaos magic to feed on so she could come to earth. Enhance her powers, rule over mortals, take over the world, blah, blah, blah. I shake my head and move on. The next painting steals my breath. A woman with shiny golden hair flowing in waves down her back. Her white Roman-style dress clings to her curves. She holds a golden bow and arrow, and a small smile plays on her lips.

She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon. Previous generations of humans understood that supernatural beings existed, and they made up their stories of gods and goddesses to explain them. The Greeks felt that the Ceryneian Hind was sacred to Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. However, it was really the elves that treated GoldMoon like she was sacred. She has lived with us for many generations.

Logan's mother was one of the people that pressed for me to be banished, if anything, she humiliated me. I was the one that was wronged and yet she raised a vengeance spirit for me! Wow! "Why would I tell you that?" She questioned and I raised a brow. "Are you kidding? If I complete the spell, you would neutralize and that's the end of your existence so I'm not pleading, I'm asking you to tell me who the hell you are." I screamed at the top of my voice and she folded her hands resignedly. "I'm Hera, the goddess of vengeance. Now get your hands off that." She motioned and I shook my head in disagreement.

Gianna stood up, stepping closer to Phoenix. " By the way, nice macaroni you got here " She smirked. " Back to our story. The Goddess I am talking about is none other than, Melinoe, Queen, and Goddess of Panic and Terror...my mother " Gianna finally dropped the bomb and it exploded loud in Phoenix's head making her eyes enlarge in great shock.

"I'm making a deal out of it because his idiot little brother is why I stayed home from school and fell off a ladder with a sprang ankle." "You have what?!" Her voice rose high-pitched while Rex said those words in shock. My sister looked down at the ankle wrapped in bandages, then she glared her eyes at Logan, and I felt him wince behind me. In Greek Mythology, Athena was the favorite daughter of Zeus, with no mother, and was born from Zeus's armor on his forehead, which describes her to be fierce and brave in battle. She is known to be the Goddess of many things, including war. My sister cannot take on Logan, who is practically half her size, but she isn't afraid to hit him for hurting her