Greek Gods Nyx Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damn! I have no intention of getting involved with her. This is my honeymoon with my wife, and I don't want these terrible things to ruin her mood. Just as we were leaving, "Nyx!" A strong male voice came from behind the shop. This woman is Nyx, the Greek goddess of the night. The name matches her mystique. Nyx glared at us and then walked to the back of where she had been sitting, where there was a closet. In the dim light, I looked carefully. There was a dark wool tapestry beside the closet. She lifted it and turned to us and said viciously:

“From the sounds we heard all over the castle, it didn’t seem like you weren’t enjoying yourself.” Normally, I’d panic when a stranger entered my room. But today? I can’t bring myself to care. If she’s here to kill me, I welcome it. “How tiresome,” she huffs when I don’t respond. The bed dips behind me. And the meaning of “namesake” finally filters through the cotton in my brain. Nyx. The Greek goddess of night. She’s in bed with me. I’d be more impressed if I felt anything at all. But if she’s here—calm, unafraid—she’s not here to rescue me.

“I may not be able to feel Emma but I know that my Hollow Throne is there, it calls to me to sit on it again.” There was a long uncomfortable silence before Priscillia asked. “This eternal night goddess, what is her name?” “There is no language for what she is called and no words can truly be used to utter her name but I call her Nyx.”

The parchment was old, the edges frayed, but the symbols were clear. “This,” she said, pointing to a passage written in an ancient dialect, “is about Nyxia.” The name sent a chill down my spine. Killian’s letter had mentioned it, and now hearing it from Selena made it feel even more ominous. “She’s not just a name,” Selena continued. “Nyxia is... was a rival to the Moon Goddess. A being of chaos and shadow. She believed that bonds and hierarchies—like the mating system—were chains meant to be broken.”

The other girl exclaimed with excitement all over her face, "Element is hosting the biggest designing contest, and K-line called out for Nyx of Nightingale by name!" "They surely have been on Nightingale's ass recently, huh?" The girl laughed, scrolling through the news, "I actually hope Nyx would show up! She's so mysterious!!" "How do you know it's a she?" Her company giggled, "He's a handsome he in my mind!" "Come on! Nyx is the name of the goddess of the night!" The girl laughed, "No man would choose such a name!" "Maybe that's the trick!" Her company nudged her shoulder with a giggle, "To throw people off! I bet Nyx is the handsome CEO of Nightingale! Eddie Marianus!"

I smiled softly and decided to reintroduce myself “I am the Female Alpha of Moon Edge.” They burst into laughter again. Then one stepped forward mockingly. “If you’re the female Alpha, then I’m Alpha Keres, the merciless god of war of Drakinral” he said looking so ugly just trying to mimic him. I scoffed, unable to hide my feelings. “Ridiculous.” His face darkened at my comment and he raised his hand to slap me but my reflex caught his wrist mid-air. His eyes widened; “You dare dodge me? You omega trash!”

’ Nyx said to me ‘What do I do’ ‘Get down on your hands and knees and picture a beautiful black wolf.’ I did as she instructed. Before I knew it, I felt my bones in my arms and legs breaking and rearranging. I heard screaming but I couldn’t pay attention over the pain I was feeling. Next it was my ribs breaking, then finally my spine. It lasted all of 10 minutes. When I was able to see without the black spots clouding my vision, I seen a beautiful white wolf with black ears and pitch-black eyes laying right next to me.

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.

"Who exactly is Nyxar, Orion?" Orion's voice dropped to a barely audible whisper against the wind. "He was not an enemy king. He was not a rival Alpha. He was not even a wolf." He turned his gaze slowly toward the dark eastern horizon. "Nyxar... was the very first being in existence to reject the light of the Moon Goddess." A sudden, violent crash of thunder erupted directly overhead, making the ground shake. The Moon Tree's beautiful silver light flickered dangerously, dimming for a fraction of a second.

A sudden chill ran through me at the thought. The mother of wolves? The goddess of the moon. She was the one we always prayed to. The one I had prayed to several times while I was still at the pack. Maybe she had heard and sent Beros to save me. I was eager to know more about her. I turned back to continue my reading. "And lastly, Nyxar, the god of chaos and destruction, the push and pull of the world" This last name didn't leave me with a good feeling. Was this deity responsible for all the chaos?