Greek Myth Monsters Novels & Stories

They are the monsters that disturb the balance of Pandora. The hierarchy of Orcs. Gargantula- orc demon king. Gorgons- orcs in command Orcs-soldiers I just closed the book. The complicated thing is that even monsters have a hierarchy. And their names are weird. Gargantula, just like a tarantula. Gorgon, that's Medusa, right? Aish, I'm getting tired of thinking about things I shouldn't be aware of. I put the book back on the shelf and walked out, but I felt like I was stoned when I saw Gen staring at me.

Some described them as men eating demons. In some languages, they were referred to as 'those cursed by the moon'. Their origin could be traced back to Greek mythology with Lycaon who was believed to have been cursed by Zeus himself. Then there was some nordic folklore also. There were those who swore to have encountered these creatures in real life. Yet it all seemed so... unreal. Tales and nothing more. I recalled that night at Esme's party again. Denial was only making things harder for me. It was as though I were staring the answer right in the face and rejecting it. I refused to believe it. Not when it went against everything I knew and this boring life I lived.

Those three should have gone somewhere near the forest. I think so. In ancient times there were seven legendary monsters. These monsters would have destroyed the entire world but our ancestors fought against those monsters and millions of people suffered and lakhs of people died till that day. The man who stood at the beginning of those struggles and made the place where these monsters can't escape or can't die the "Unknown". The name of the place. Still today no one now" s it. But that place was tightly secured by the two strongest powers. They are known as the warlock and the warlord.

Different instincts, Same hunger. Then, softer now, he said, “There’s more at stake here than politics and bloodlines, Leonidas. Something older is stirring. The Fae have gone silent. The witches are... watching. Our enemies multiply in corners neither of us can see.” “So you want a leash around the storm,” I said under my breath. “No.” He shook his head once, deliberate. “I want to point it at the right enemy.” I stood. My height towering over everyone in the room.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

"I've been sleeping with the Alpha for a while now, and I just found out I'm pregnant. But his Luna is knocked up too, and she's months ahead of me. I hate the idea of him having a pup with someone else. I want to carry his firstborn. How can I make him force his mate to get rid of it?" The comments section was flooded with curses and insults calling the poster a home-wrecker. But the original poster had liked one particularly vicious comment. "That's easy. Tell the Alpha that his Luna is too weak and that she is carrying an abomination corrupted by wolfsbane. Tell him it will be a stillborn anyway." I usually just lurked in these threads, but my wolf, Selene, growled within me. My fingers f

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Zirah's POV Monster I stared at the monster that stood in front of me, ready to devour me, several thoughts flowed through my mind, I didn't want to be there with the monster but I was stacked with him "I am not going to beg you Zirah. It's either today or no more." He still smiled, exposing his yellowish teeth stained by tobacco. "Don't or I will shout," I said moving backward and placing my hand in front of me.

He looked at her and saw that she too was nervous. She whispered, "The Lamia Aegeus was a creature, once a child-eating monster that in later centuries was regarded as a type of night-haunting demon," explained Jenna. Remembering her lessons with Lord Ernest, she just wished she listened more intently rather than watching and thinking about how big he was under his breeches. The glory of youth. Indeed. She thought to herself.

After a moment of silence, Fennel said slowly, “Beelzebub!” “Beelzebub?” Philip was dumbfounded, his face full of surprise. He said, “Isn’t that a mythical creature? Why is such a monster here?” Fennel nodded before he shook his head and said, “No, those monsters just look similar to Beelzebub. They’re not the real thing, but you can consider them a variant of Beelzebub. They’re creatures from the other shore. Thousands of years ago, they were suppressed here by the first chief god of the sacred city! Several of these monsters escaped decades ago and wreaked havoc in the sacred city, even destroying several surrounding cities. If not for Zeus, I’m afraid things would’ve been much worse. More