Greek Mythological Giants Novels & Stories

He gave me a soft smile, making me return a shy smile. “You know, in Greek mythology, Althaia was the Queen of Calydon, and a woman of fierce passion. She is celebrated in an ancient story about the fate of her son, Meleager. When he was born, the Moirai, or the Fates in English, came to foretell his future, and they predicted he would die as soon as one of the sticks in the fireplace burned out completely. When Althaia heard that, she pulled the stick from the fire, put the fire out, and hid it in a safe place.”

The figure was tall and imposing, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. “Who are you?” Kai demanded, his eyes narrowing as he faced the new threat. The figure stepped forward, its voice a cold whisper. “I am the harbinger of the God Giant Statue of Destroyers. Your battle with Fen is meaningless. The true threat is yet to come.” Kai’s heart pounded in his chest. The prophecy was coming true. The God Giant Statue of Destroyers was a mythical being of immense power, capable of laying waste to entire worlds. If this harbinger was any indication, their battle was far from over.

The latter seemed to hesistate for a moment before releasing a small sigh as she raised her other hand and pointed it right at the mirror before us that seemed to shift under the assault of her magic to showcase not our reflections but a reel of events that shifted almost like a movie. "Long ago, in an age before creation, there were beings who existed in the beyond. Deities who saw it fit to create the beings that we are today. They have been known throughout history by different names depending on the culture of the people. Zeus, Hades, Poseidon...the gods of Greek, Roman, Irish mythology and beyond. They existed and they created not only the mortals but our kind as well. They are the prog

He had gone to darker caverns —caves under caves under caves, deep in the mountainside —formed by the first bubbles of the cooling earth. Here, Cronus, thousands of centuries before had pent up other monsters, the one-eyed Cyclopes, and the Hundred-handed Ones. Zeus unshackled these ugly cousins and led them against the Titans. There was a great rushing and tumult in the skies. The people on earth heard mighty thunder, and saw mountains shatter. The earth quaked and tidal waves rolled as the gods fought. The Titans were stronger and older with Cronus as their crafty leader. He attacked fiercely, driving the young gods before him. But Zeus had laid a trap. Half-way up the slope of Olympus, he

Long time later while the war was on, and yet no one knew about it, Itanforiti went out to the land of giants, she missed the smells and had came to perceive some, she arrived and had no smell, she looked around and no single giant was around, she wondered what had happened to them, where could they had gone too, the news of their disappearance spread all over the kingdom, and they were surprise and wondered for many days, one day a wounded beast escaped and his himself in a place close to the land of gods and goddesses, he was there dying from the great wound, and that place was the land where the giants lived unknown to him, Itanforiti did not give up on trying to look for them, and out of

He never thought this legend from a millenia ago was even real! Max leapt up and onto his feet as the giant grew and destroyed the ceiling. Max ran and maneuvered around the debris raining upon them. He ran like an expert at parkour and missed a huge hand that swiped for him. He was out of the building then in the chaos and knew if that thing caught him it would literally rip his head off or eat him. Giants were typically brutal beings with little mercy and he needed to get to Tamara. His last email to her he hadn’t thought this kind of trouble. He’d never come across someone from one of the nine realms before even if his people had descended from them.

A massive bronze statue appeared in front of them. The statue stood nearly twenty meters tall. A massive bronze turtle sat below it, and a lifelike Scylla sat above it. That turtle was the black cooter, a mystical creature that also happened to be the god of the Iron family.

Najera lists off her reasons. “You will not like the answer to any of those questions but the last one is the most important. My name is Typhon - The Father of All Monsters. Zeus and I have been locked in battle for millennia. He and the other Olympic Gods imprisoned me for attempting to kill Zeus and be crowned the Ruler of the Cosmos. After one of our battles, I took Zeus’ tendons and hid them. He convinced two others to distract me so that they could take Zeus’s Thunderbolts and tendons back. Once he had those, he defeated me and imprisoned me underneath Mount Etna. I was let out to kill a new young goddess and to imprison Eros, Gaia, and Rhea. Zeus sees the little goddess as a threat and

Zeus is known for his many sexual (and oftentimes nonconsensual) relationships outside of his marriage to his wife and sister Hera. As ruler of heaven Zeus led the gods to victory against the Giants (offspring of Gaea and Tartarus) and successfully crushed several revolts against him by his fellow gods. According to the Greek poet Homer, heaven was located on the summit of Olympus, the highest mountain in Greece and the logical home for a weather god. The other members of the pantheon resided there with Zeus and were subject to his will. From his exalted position atop Mount, Olympus Zeus was thought to omnisciently observe the affairs of men, seeing everything, governing all, and rewarding g

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.