Greek Goddess Of Poison Novels & Stories

Violet snatched her hand away and turned to leave, “You don't have a heart, Violet. If you gather energy that isn't yours, it'll suck your soul away.” Violet stopped in her steps and scoffed, “How dare you?! I'm Xenia, the god that grants freedom.” “That's where you're mistaken.” Poison muttered, “You're a deity. You haven't ascended to your true form of god.” “How would you know that?” “I'm a god.” Poison closed his eyes and Violet felt light-headed. She looked at Poison and her eyes widened when she felt his energy. He was truly a god but not in his full form.

I ask unaware of her story or connection. “The goddess of the hunt. She is the goddess of the wilderness, wild animals, nature, childbirth, and chastity.” Theia rattles the list of attributes off her mental checklist. Theia begins to grin. “She turned a man into a deer for looking upon her nakedness and he was devoured by his own hunting dogs.” “That’s…. Interesting.” I say slowly. “She is often represented by a bow and arrow or a quiver.” Theia begins. “And what of a cypress tree?” I ask in a whisper.

"You see whoever shot you must be trained, well trained to make that long shot, he or she knew that no one would get in the way of that arrow except you, and the moment it hit you He or she had to flee saving herself or himself from misfortune"The Nurse explained with her eyes dilated, she was scared, I guess she didn't want anyone's to know that she told us about it. "Where's the poison from?" Emily inquired, always being inquisitive. She loved research, and if asking questions was the best way of digging up more information, then so be it. "It's an ancient poison made by gods to punish mortals who wanted to be like them, sometimes the gods uses it on their fellow gods who are greedy or com

Pulling a chair from the others he took position next to Grey, keen like a child ready to listen to a bed time story. "That's impossible. Both weapons were forged by a goddess!" He started the words sounding crazy even to him. "A what!?" Monroe asked. "They were made by the goddess Akhlys also known as the goddess of poison. She only made a sword and a dagger which are both sitting in front of you!" Monroe was disappointed he had based all his plans on the making more of this black stone weapons.. "You have a huge pack, sure you have a huge number of warriors!" Grey noticed the disappointment. It crossed his mind before to leave and take the trouble with him but once a pack under the council

To the Romans, he was recognized as Neptunus or Neptune. Ares was the Greek god of war and possibly the most unpopular of all the Olympian gods due to the fact of his speedy temper, aggressiveness, and unquenchable thirst for conflict. Artemis was the Greek goddess of hunting, wild nature, and chastity. The daughter of Zeus and sister of Apollo, Artemis used to be considered as a customer of female and young women and a protectress for the duration of childbirth.

So Goddess Aphrodite was thrown out of the moon's temple, and warned to never even look at the moon or its true beauty. Goddess Aphrodite didn't like being declined by anyone. She cooked all the dark plans to bring down the Moon Goddess to obtain the light of the moon. Aphrodite came to know about the Greek witch Lady, Circe, the maiden who was first to obtain and control the hell's dark magic.

Willow frowned at him, "I'm sorry, but Witchcraft and all that isn't my specialty." "No, it's alright. I was a bit confused at first myself." Willow smiled lightly before she looked back at Amira, "Artemis is the Greek Goddess of the Hunt, but the Romans identified with her of the name Diana." She holds up three fingers, "She's part of the triple Goddess with Selene or Luna in Roman and Hecate." She lowered her hand, "And yet it was Artemis that you came across?"

he said, "Just like his mother" he continued, "We are unfamiliar with her" she said, "Is that your third question?" He asked, "Second, you didn't mark the other one as the second" she retorted, He was bristling in anger, his moustache doing a movement like the cartoons, "She was ketolia, goddess of the dying" he answered, They even had a goddess of the dying, a very strange world indeed. jason had been watching the movement of his wrist, he seemed to be losing his grip on the staff, it won't be long,

A light suddenly engulfed me. * * * A/N: Chloris is the Greek goddess of roses, but rose is also a symbol for Aphrodite, which means love.

Cleo’s paws thumped past me after Artemis, followed closely by another set and then another. “Lunaya” Phoebe called as her hands grabbed at my body. The poison was moving through my veins, burning me from the inside out. “Lunaya, what happened?” Phoebe asked me, “Artemis... Aconite” I groaned out. I wanted to scream, my entire body was alive with pain. But I couldn’t do it, it was hard enough to just speak two words, let alone scream my lungs out. “That fucking traitor!” Lupus bellowed.