Novel & Cerita Greek Mythological Hunter

Who would dare to enter his plane to perpetrate such scheming? It had been two days of searching the vast city when he was convinced that she was not within the walls of the city, it was now time to look outward. He had told the head of the Kappas (Lead hunter) to gather his Lambda kinsmen (warrior hunters) to track her down using their special skills of hunting. Now he approached the gates with Jason and Jordan flanking his sides, Lennon the head kappa, riding beside Jordan, and about twelve warrior hunters, riding behind them.

He was older, with a short silvering beard and streaks of grey through his dark brown hair. “You know why” he chuckled. Yeah, I know why. Zelena. “Why do you want the Triple Goddess?” I roared. The hunter just smirked at me, staying silent. I stepped closer and threw my fist into the side of his face. Growls of excitement came from around me. “Answer me” I growled. The hunter spat blood from his mouth and looked back at me with a grin. I lowered my head and growled a warning, if he isn’t going to answer he isn’t going to live.

I whispered happily. I didn't want Berry to find out or know, but I was so fucking upset with the brats that had dared Hera to go beyond the river. Sadly they were humans and I couldn't harm them without great reason and cause, it went against my rules as a hunter. What we were allowed to hunt down were supernatural beings and creatures and the approval was supposed to come from the council.

I told Jason. “What do you mean that it was his brother? Alex's brother is a hunter?.” Jason asked surprised. “He is Taifun’s son.” I dropped the bombshell. “Taifun? As is Taifun the Lord of the hunter’s?”. Jason asked bewildered. “That’s right!.” I answered. “You are mated to a hunter? and not just any hunter but the son of the most ruthless hunter. By the goddess your life is a mess!,” Jason uttereted.

Pheonix suggested and everyone turned to look at him. “Who is the Lord of the revival” Valerie asked quite confused by the name. “Well then, why don’t you all settle down and listen to this ancient tale of the lord of the revival’s adventure” Pheonix announced. “Theseus, great hero of Attic legend, son of Aegeus, king of Athens, and Aethra, daughter of Pittheus, king of Troezen in Argolis, or of the sea god, Poseidon, and Aethra. Legend relates that Aegeus, being childless, was allowed by Pittheus to have a child Theseus by Aethra. When Theseus reached manhood, Aethra sent him to Athens. On the journey he encountered many adventures. At the Isthmus of Corinth he killed Sinis, called the Pine

Please, your dad - he made me promise I would get a message to you. I don’t stop. I’m tearing through bushes, jumping across logs, weaving through trees. I want to block him out. But I don’t. The Lycaon, they’re on the packlands. They’re calling in more of them. You can’t fight them all!, he links again. The Lycaon, named after an ancient Greek king, a sadistic f*cker who offered his son up willingly to Zeus. Now, the name of an elite group of werewolves made up of assassins, gifted wolves, and ex-military guns for hire.

She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon. Previous generations of humans understood that supernatural beings existed, and they made up their stories of gods and goddesses to explain them. The Greeks felt that the Ceryneian Hind was sacred to Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. However, it was really the elves that treated GoldMoon like she was sacred. She has lived with us for many generations.

It would be like our love is giving my mate a gift. Baron begins purring as GoldMoon steps out of the forest. I watch as Madelyn’s eyes go wide. “GoldMoon is the Cerynian Hind,” I tell her. “From Greek Mythology? That Cerynian Hind?” she asks. “That’s the one. Although I guess there is some question about whether she was more sacred to the Goddess Artemis in Greek mythology, or to the elves here.” "The elves," both Ailduin and Aolis say together.

He looked surprised but answered, "He went hunting in the woods with Heath, and while there, he was attacked by an alpha wolf who likely thought he was there to kill werewolves." "Your father was a hunter?" I asked, surprised. Hunters in the supernatural realm are protectors of humans. They are humans too, but they possess enhanced strength, speed, and heightened senses. They also have a natural ability to wield weapons effectively. "Yes, he was actually excellent at it," he replied, beaming with pride. "He caught deer and all sorts of animals."

I gave him a gentle push forward. “Go to her. She needs you.” He hesitated and I could feel the fear pouring off of him in waves. “I need her, too, but what if I am like my father? Obsessing over a woman to the point of hurting her?” I tilted my head as I studied him. “Your father? We don’t know who your father is. We were told he was a hunter that attacked your mother.” He shook his head and stuck his hands in his pockets. “That’s where you’re wrong, Falcon. My father’s name was Vincent. He’s who attacked my mother, not some nameless and faceless hunters.”