Greek Mythological Hunter Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, she waited for him to continue. “The hunter’s moon prophecy is commonly believed to be a prophecy of the gods. But the dragons have a stake in it, too, and his name is Rodyn.”

But I kept my guard up, ready to protect Clarissa at the first sign of trouble. “That wouldn’t be necessary,” The moon goddess told me, she stretched her limbs and began panting. “You’re under my protection. He can't touch you the least he angers me. Although a conflict between us would be a stalemate.” Who was he, I didn’t know but I had my suspicions. There was an obscure sect in Werewolf society that worshiped a different god. I didn’t know who that was as I had mostly considered him as superstition. He had one epithet “The Hunter God”

Jax’s voice filled my head as he says, “Thank the goddess we found you. Get up, Kodi, we need to keep running.” Kodi nods her head and he nudges her side and they take off again. She asks him through panted breaths, “What’s going on?” “We’re being hunted. I don’t know who it is, but we can’t get caught.” She pushes us to run faster before asking, “What happened to you?” “Ended up meeting the goddess, Aphrodite.” “Huh, we met the god, Apollon.”

I didn’t know who the man was, but he did seem slightly familiar. “Achilles.” Hunter breathed. “Present.” The man saluted with a wide grin. Now I knew why he seemed familiar. Even though I never met him, I remember hearing that Achilles was like an idol to Artemis due to his style of fighting. Maybe getting to Artemis would be easy. What better way to calm Artemis than to have her idol go on a hunt with her? “Hades allowed me to bring Achilles along to assist.” Nyx smiled at Achilles. “Whatever you need of me, I am willing to do.” Achilles spoke with a childlike tone filled with enthusiasm.

In the Northern part of Gaedrillon woods where the Lake of Sea Serpents can be found, Archer, the famous dragon slayer is up for hunting the three-headed snake. Other than being called dragon slayer, he is also known as the beast hunter who walks at night, killing every bit of beasts interfering with his journey. Being a deserter for over a hundred years, he either kills for fun or money but mostly, it's the latter. "Fuck!" he ferociously cursed when the serpent swung its huge tail, making him lose his balance when he stepped back.

com, Friday (12/13/2019). The Hydra monster of the Lerna swamp is depicted as a giant serpent with nine heads. If one head is cut off, it will grow two heads. The hero Heracles (Hercules) managed to kill the Hydra by burning it and burying its last head under a rock. Meanwhile, the god Apollo killed Python with his arrows. While the "python" is known as the great serpent, the python in Greek myth is described as a woman half snake . In addition, there is positive symbolism regarding snakes in Greek mythology, namely their appearance on the staff of Asklepios, the Greek god of medicine. There are various versions of the legend about the serpent's stick.

Leon replied. Suddenly the digital screen appeared before them again. Hercules and Athena, kill the Hydra to continue to the next level. Go! "I guess, we can't help but be ready," said Leon while gesturing for Claire to come with him. Claire carried a golden spear typical of the goddess Athena, while Leon carried a simple sword. "Hydra's blood is poisonous, very poisonous," replied Claire, who suddenly knew a lot about Greek mythology. "I know," said Leon. In front of them now, was a vast lake.

He concludes. “Say something I don’t know.” “If you can’t catch it, you can borrow it from its owner.” He suggests and suddenly my insides light up with hope. A smile finds its way to his lips when he sees the wheels turn in my head. “It belongs to Artemis!” I spring up from my bed in excitement. I can almost see myself walking to Arles’ palace with the Golden Hind. “But how am I going to call Artemis? And why would she lend me her sacred Hind?” I ask. Artemis is the goddess of hunting and wilderness and on what grounds would she lend her Hind to a mortal like me?

Hunter tilts his head, challenging me. I know he’s waiting for me to take the bait. If I agree, he’ll ask why I don’t become the luna, and if I disagree, he will feign offense and make some ridiculous demand to push me in that direction. I have no intention on falling for his trap. “I simply mean the moon goddess knows better than we. Wouldn’t you agree?” It’s always been a hot topic of discussion, but according to lore, Hunter is a beta because of the moon goddess’s blessing.

He sends the last body hurling toward another group as they charge toward him, scattering them in different directions. Hector, with the fury of the storm and the swiftness of a thunderclap, slit the throats of every rogue as he progresses forward with carefully deliberated steps. Blood spills form crimson arcs in the air, like raindrops in the wilderness, a view of satisfaction and pain. He goes for the throat of a rogue after knocking down the sword from his grip and strangling him in a minute, thanks to his lupine strength. Hunter is dangerous, but weak, owing to the endless search for the artefact, his lack of sufficient food and water, his pupils twinkling, alternating between two colou