Greek Goddesses Demeter Novels & Stories

we both said in unison. “Yes, my sweet children. I brought you here to share with you, your destiny.” Louise and I looked at each other confused, then looked at her. “What do you mean Moon Goddess?” Louise asked. “Please call me Selene. And for centuries wars have broken out for one reason or another. They don’t happen as much anymore but they still happen occasionally. I have brought you here to explain why you both have been given the vision of foresight.” “Foresight? You mean like and oracle?” I asked.

Set out across the altar where the statues of Artemis, Demeter, Hera, Zeus, Apollo, Dionysus, and Ares sat along with barley, a knife, fire, a cup, water for khernips, wine, incense, and food as offerings to the originals to bless our marriage. Looking at the temple doors, they felt so far away. Perhaps it felt that way because I knew she was beyond the door. Or this was probably the smallest wedding performed in the temple of Hera, especially for a council member. Our guest list was limited to my brothers and their wives, Helene, Hypatos, Rea, Amilios, and of course, beyond the door, Ismene-Eirene's parents. Everyone was, of course, dressed their best for the wedding.

Seven months and eighteen days, she carried her baby in her womb and he had stolen the breath of life from his lungs while he was inside of her. Evander knew that his wife wanted to be left alone. He could feel her need to be by herself for a bit in order to let herself break down. His wife is a strong and stubborn woman. She would hold herself together in front of others in order to keep her image, but once she was in solitude, she could truly allow herself to feel strong emotions. Doing what he did best, he ran outside to his barn and grabbed his bow and a sheath of arrows. He tossed both over his shoulder and ran deep into the woods behind their house. He would give his wife time to griev

Eleena tried to shrug away the butterflies in her stomach but it was as if they already made inside her body their permanent home, especially when Apollo is around. “It is impossible that it was Demeter who you have met because I just saw her when I went to Mount Olympus.” Apollo muttered while looking at the fruit. Eleena is just silently watching him, admiring how determined he is. “Are there any goddesses who are associated with fruits?” Apollo looked at her so Eleena smiled shyly before scratching her head. “I was not paying attention when my teacher discussed the other gods.” She blushed thinking that she seems to be lacking any basic knowledge.

I let out a cough and rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, Mom, sorry. This is Demi she is a… um” Damn, what was she called again. “A Keres” Demi answered for me. “Right, a Keres. She assists the Gods in a way kind of like a Valkyrie.” My mother nodded her head. “She was sent here by our Goddess Selene and the Dragon God Typhon to keep an eye on me.”

I let out a cough and rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, Mom, sorry. This is Demi she is a… um” Damn, what was she called again. “A Keres” Demi answered for me. “Right, a Keres. She assists the Gods in a way kind of like a Valkyrie.” My mother nodded her head. “She was sent here by our Goddess Selene and the Dragon God Typhon to keep an eye on me.”

She was the first Phoenix and guardian of the day. The Goddess Demeter was the protector of the forest and the growth of life on earth. It is said that many people started to worship and care for the forest so much they refused to leave. They were granted the power of flight with wings and powers to oversee all of nature. They were made the guardians of nature and became the first Faes. The God Oceanus was the protector of the water. Just as the people refused to leave the forest, people started living in the water. He granted them the power to breathe and live underwater to become guardians of the Oceans and rivers. These are the Sirens.

"You will tend to your fields after our return." The woman, whose blonde head was crowned with chaplets of corn, was Demeter - goddess of the cornfield, mistress of planting and harvesting, and lady of the fertile earth. With only a clap of her hands, the grapes sprung forth along the low lines of the arbor and the wheat ripened like a golden carpet. She was adored by the people of Greece. They would bow and pray, "O, Demeter, Mother of fertility, bless us with a bountiful harvest this year." They would bow and toss flowers at the feet of her statue. In her temples, sacred groves were offered on the altar.

“Do you see this?” She raised a gnarled finger and ran it from my chest to the door. “No,” I said. She plucked an invisible string, making my heart twang. I clutched a hand over my chest. “What did you just do?” Demeter threw her head back and laughed. “I’m not just the goddess of the harvest, I also govern fertility.” “Well, there’s no chance of me being pregnant.” She tilted her head to the side, her eyes narrowing. “But there was some recent activity. The strings connecting you are taut with sexual tension.”

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. Demeter was one of the oldest gods in the ancient Greek pantheon, and she guaranteed the fertility of the earth and included both farming and vegetation. This close connection with the earth was once inherited from her mom Rhea, and doubtless, she was a reincarnation of local mother Earth goddesses, in many instances worshipped in rural communities in the Bronze Age.