Greek Gods Funny Novels & Stories

So, without a sudden movement, I began to pack up my things one by one slowly. "What Greek god name has four letters?" I looked at the man making weird grunts as if he was pretending not to know the answer. There are probably some Greek gods with names that contain four letters. I don't understand why he's asking himself, but I'm unsure about answering. "This one is tough to crack," he chuckles. "I guess at my age, and the brain is starting to lose its mind." I should go. "Do you know the answer, young lady?"

Abbadon is currently in front of the three main gods while around him are other powerful and old gods and goddesses who were disturbed because of the mess he has made, again! "What? What did I even do again? Why am I being scolded for bringing this interesting soul back to me after I finished my stroll when Tima wasn't even scolded after bringing an alive person here?" Abbadon replied calmly, however, in a satirical tone that made almost every god and goddess who disliked him clenched their fists or gritted their teeth in order to control their anger. Aengus, the god of the underworld, stepped up while his hands were busy playing with his long, brown hair.

Her words might have hit him where it hurt. "Would you like to say something or am I allowed to leave?" The daughter of Zeus asked. For the first time in her existence, she noticed the Greek God was nervous. He shouldn't be so surprised at how blunt, and direct Talia was being; they're gods, after all. Gods and Goddesses have so much time that they don't waste time with anything if that even made sense. For them, there's no urge to cherish things and people because chances are, they'll always be there.

“Tell him he can shove that cloud of darkness up his arse for what he has done here.” Helios’s bark of laughter is unexpected. “You’re quite amusing. I haven’t laughed in years. Not since Hephaestus gave Poseidon boils all over his genitals for sleeping with his ex-wife. Again. I forgot how much I enjoy your company, sister” He slaps the top of my head and instantly my eyesight fully clears. I can see again, but now I have a headache, because he hadn’t been gentle. “Now, go and save your daughter. Before I get bored and decide to turn both of you into deer, then feed you to the Titans as a reward for siding with the right Gods during this tedious war.”

How can someone be handsome and frightening? The men were equally handsome but unfortunately they weren't interested in them.. Once the ladies were gone Lucas burst into ripples of laughter.. "You look scary when you're angry." Lucas giggled while he glared at him.. "Let's go home, I don't wanna stay out too long." "Else your wife is gonna be really mad at you." Lucas completed the sentence and burst into another round of laughter. "You're crazy." Was the only thing Xavier said as he picked up his coat and hung them on his shoulders.

He was not at ease at all at the moment. However, a moment later Jody turned to him and said, "So, how do I get him banished from the palace but not get my name tarnished?" Steven breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the general's words. "Are you ready to hear my plan, General?" Steven just smiled happily at the general's praise. Meanwhile, in another part of the resting place, Bill, the most powerful God of War the Ans De Lou Kingdom ever had, was seen sitting in the garden with his trusted henchman, Andrew.

Pissing off the deity. "Shut up, mortal!" Eris spats back. "Why? You're hurt? You are nothing but a coward goddess that uses others to fight for her." Theo joined. The boys are laughing at the irritated face of Eris. "Hahaha, true. Even with beauty, she is nothing compared to goddess Selene and goddess Leluna. Heck, even Asili is beautiful than her." Myron added. They are really good at pissing someone. No matter who they are. Calvin and Alexis who are watching them in the shadow are amazed by them.

Greek god approaching us. The expression on his face seemed rather stoic now rather than intrigued and aroused, as it had been earlier. I couldn't help the smirk creeping up my face. "I'm talking to you sexy." The man slurred again, this time snaking his hand around my bottom. Before I could protest, his hand was yanked off. "Go home to your wife and kids, stronzo." Mr. Greek god told the asshole off before I could. He's here, I smiled to myself, how did he get even sexier in less than five minutes? Without any protection, the jerk scrambled off. I didn't expect him to leave that easily.

“Joy. The Water Moon Pack. The pack of celestial beauty and unbearable abs ! The I*******m-filtered werewolves ! You have to know the stories.” I blinked slowly. “You mean the fairytale barbies with bite? Not impressed.” “Not impressed?” he choked. “Have you seen their Beta ? The guy looks like he was sculpted by Michelangelo, then dipped in testosterone. They are all Greek Gods and Goddesses gracing us with their beauty – er – I mean presence !” “So, you’re saying the Alpha’s just a pretty boy with a fan club ?” I teased, knowing full well it would rile him.

An ancient goddess of the moon, millennia old, blessed by the stars themselves, acting like a teenager sneaking out past curfew. It isn’t just her. All of the gods we’ve met behave like hormonal adolescents half the time. Maybe immortality locks you there forever, some cruel cosmic joke. The last time I said as much, Katia called me an “old fuddy-duddy.” I still don’t know what that means, but judging by Hyperion nearly breaking a rib laughing, it wasn’t a compliment. He slapped me on the back so hard I nearly bit my own tongue in half, and told me not to take it personally. Katia calls him that, too.