Greek Gods Hermes Novels & Stories

Hermes wasted no time with formal introductions, zipping forward through the air with his wings beating gently until he landed lightly beside the coop fencepost, nearly making Petros jump back in surprise. "Alexious! Excellent name! I am Hermes – god of thieves and travelers alike!" He gave the boy a wide grin, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he leaned against the wooden post. "What treasures do your chickens hide beneath their feathers? Gold eggs? Secret messages? I've been told mortal chickens are full of surprises!" Alexious stared at him for a moment, his mouth slightly open as he took in Hermes's wings and bright eyes – then he broke into a broad smile, not at all frightened but cle

11 he said over her shoulder as she admired the piece. Hermes was like a messenger of the Gods, he was able to travel between all realms and get word from one side to the other without being trapped like the other souls. He was in good graces with everyone, he didn’t pick sides, and he was perfectly content being the middle man for all eternity. “Hermes?” She asked and as if on cue, he appeared. A medium-sized man with short, curly blonde hair and a round face, he carried a golden staff with small wings on the top12.

"don't mess with her." She is a maiden goddess and the daughter of Zeus. (She was born from his thoughts.) Ares : Greek god of war and strength. He was born to Zeus and Hera. (Yes Zeus has a lot of kids.) Artemis : Greek Goddess of the hunt, moon, archery, hills and forests, wild animals, wilderness. She is a maiden Goddess and is the daughter of Zeus and Leto. Twin sister of Apollo. Hermes : Greek God of trade, eloquence, messenger of the gods, travellers, sports, thieves, guide to the underworld etc. He is the son of Zeus and Maia.

Then a voice behind us goes: “Damn! If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I’d have to join the two of you. Unfortunately, time is of the essence.” Arya and I launch apart, both of us half-shifting in a heartbeat. Standing in our kitchen, looking about as smug as a cat in a henhouse, is a teenage-looking boy with curly blonde hair, a toga, a winged helmet, and winged shoes. Arya snarls. “Who the fuck are you?!” “Hermes. Messenger of the gods. God of crossroads and travelers,” he says, casual as hell. I snarl, ready to rip the damn wings off his sandals. “What the fuck is a Greek god doing in our house—watching us fuck?!”

They longed for their child for such a very long time, and that they will finally see her again. "I think you're right Zeus. We need Hermes to go to the mortal world to pass our message," Poseidon, the God of the ocean and Zeus's brother stated. Zeus turned to face the messenger God and his son Hermes. "Explain everything to her mortal parents. And most importantly you need to keep her safe until she returned her," Zeus warned him. "I will father!" Hermes then flew into the air. All the Gods and Goddesses stared at him with hopes on their faces.