Novel & Cerita Greek Gods Nyx

He was nervous about anyone new after what happened to Bianca and Alani. "Nyx is the goddess of night. She's from the underworld. Hermes is the herald of the gods and travels between all realms. They're able to come to Earth, unlike those from the realm Selena and I come from. We need the power of the gods to fight the two goddesses. Having Nyx and Hermes here will give us that power, in addition to the power Selena and Zaiden now have." Andrew explained while everyone looked at him in shock. "You're sure they will help us?" Selena asked. She was willing to accept all the help they could get if it meant they would survive.

“You dared to shoot Hades. Now you have me to deal with. Let’s just call me Nyx.” The name Nyx—the Greek goddess of the night—rolled off her tongue with a dark satisfaction. She watched as the life drained from Dean’s eyes, his body going limp in Big Tom’s grip. She felt no remorse, no hesitation. This was her world now, and she was claiming her place in it.

His gold jewelry and waistcoat made him look exactly what he was: a Greek God. Soon after, a woman came into focus. She was pale, with deep green eyes, and had long, flowing red hair. Her dress was black, almost smoke-like in appearance, barely covering her body. "Do not be afraid. I'm Nyx," she introduced herself. "This is my brother, Erebus." Lowena wasn't sure how to respond. "I-I'm" "We know who you are," Nyx interrupted. "We visited you last night, but others didn't like us coming in uninvited. Our apologies; we aren't used to having to ask permission."

Kael and his friends gave a closer look at the sovereign that had just paid them a visit. Nyx wore a flowing black robe, its hem pooling around her feet. The garment's dark folds seemed to swallow the light, adorned only by a delicate silver crescent moon at her throat. Raven-like fingers grasped a twisted wooden staff, her long, dark hair cascading down her back like the night sky. “You look glorious, dear goddess.” Sky said, as he bowed in reverence. “Ahhh… the Gamma, well, thank you, Sky.” Nyx said. Turning to Seris with a serious look.

He looked at her as though she was simply beautiful. Proserpina blinked. And the sudden sense of awareness immediately flowed through every single nerve when his gaze slowly wandered to her body and inaudibly swallowed, licking his lips, clearly liking what he saw. ‘Enough–’ “State your name.” He grinned broadly, appearing absurdly pleased at the chance of having to introduce himself, “Alastor Nyx of the Northern Pack.” Proserpina raised an eyebrow at that. How curious… Alastor Nyx is Ancient Greek that literally means avenger of the night, if translated in typical-tongue.

’ I said sending her to the back of my head. Wondering if she had been talking about the god of night, Nyx, I turned the chapter of my book to that, and looking at the beautiful picture of the depiction of how he was believed to look I could hardly believe such a beautiful being would be behind it. Nyx and the Moon Goddess had always believed to have been in a feud that had lasted for an eternity and would go on forever but given how he was still a god I doubted he would be behind something so deceptive and vile, even though he might hate the goddess.

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

Eventually he nodded and stood, telling Caelum and Elara to return to the residence while he stayed with Nyx. When they were alone, Theron sat down beside her and they both looked at the graves in silence. The moon was rising through the trees, casting pale light over the grove, and Nyx thought about the moon goddess who had cursed her, who had spoken judgment in the sacred site and proven it right three times over. “Do you think she’s satisfied now?” Nyx asked quietly. “The moon goddess. Do you think three dead children is enough to prove her point?” “I don’t know,” Theron said honestly. “I don’t know what she wants or why she cursed you or if anything we do will ever be enough.”

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

Powers such as empathy, foresight, psychic, psychometry, telekinesis, and telepathy belonged to this caste. In conclusion, these four are considered the lower castes. They are common to every people here in Olympus, but not the next three upper castes. The third caste was called the Forbidden Caste. It was originally called the Arcane Caste, where dark powers, black magic, and witchcraft completes the whole. However, because of its dangerous effect on Olympus, it was banned in the Olympus centuries ago. Those people who have this kind of power were brought to a place they called the Netherworld. A tragic place where they would be imprisoned to death.