Greek Mythology Animals Novels & Stories

“Cerberus is a mythical animal but he is still a wild animal. I can sense that he misses you too. Now, we need to finish getting you ready. That wedding will be over before you know it.” “Heh, we’ve never even been to a mortal wedding before. How do you know?” “I don’t but after talking with him. I don’t know I felt something about him.” “Like what?” “I can’t explain it just yet. I’ll know when I see him. Do you believe there are other immortal creatures in this world?” “I mean I seen a huge black wolf and a premonition of Zeus being turned but that could have been stress.” “Maybe not but remember like in the Greece of old there are many mythical creatures, lots of them blend i to society.”

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

“Okay. The Goddess Hecate and the Moon Goddess created the first werewolf. What does that have to do with me?” “At first, there were forty Menae. The Maven, Agrios, Frouros, and the Giatros. Athena provided the gift of knowledge for the Maven. Artemis, bless her soul, made the Agrios as wild as she could. The Giatros were given their healing ability from Asclepius.” She sits tall and looks proud for some reason, then looks more serious. “Aries provided courage, strength, and the minds of warriors to the Frouros. He made them look like Perses to get in good favor with the Titan.” I purse my lips and look at her. She asked me to be open-minded. I’m trying, but even for as much as I know about

After you had found your other three wounded animals, you began your work on creating them, and then you named them. The Griffen was a mix of lion, eagle, and bear. The Basilisk, you once said you had read about that, and it was a European legend. The Basilisk is a serpentine creature that bears resemblance to the Gorgons of Greek myth. You learned that the Basilisks are also sometimes called the kings of serpents. This particular creature can kill with just one look. Demarion paused, then a smile cracked; however, your serpentine creature seems to enjoy the flair for the dramatics as well.

Greek myths had fascinated me last year, but I didn't recall this story. Professor Bergins continues, "Legends says that Lycaon angered Zeus when he served him the remains of a sacrificed boy. Enraged, Zeus turned Lycaon and his sons into wolves." Melanie raised her hand. Her pale cheeks turning pink. "What about Ancient Egypt and the werewolves?" "Loser," a guy whispers, then said louder. "Everyone knows there were no wolves in Egypt, they were jackals."

I pass the axolytol pool, glowing in the moonlight with all the different colors of the animals sleeping in the pond. As I get deeper into the woods, I hear more shuffling sounds, startled animals bolting away from me. We have deer here, similar to humans, but our deer are more majestic. The leader of our herd is the Ceryneian Hind, the deer of the humans’ Greek mythology. She has antlers of gold and hooves of brass. Her coat is a dappled color and she is fast, faster than almost any animal in our forest, with the notable exception of Dominic, our resident Alpha werewolf and Lucero, the only Unicorn in existence. She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

I praise her in return, “So here's what the Alpha told me. He wants information on a group called The Feral and the leader of the group. A woman named Cora, who may have magical abilities. He didn’t say she is a witch, but maybe?” “I don’t know about the name Cora, but I think I saw a book in Alpha Bronx’s private library that referenced Agrios. I know it's an old Greek word, hmm let me do a quick internet search,” she flips open her laptop and starts typing. After a moment, she turns the screen toward me, “The word itself means wild or savage, but in Greek mythology, there was a Gigantes created to fight the Olympian gods during the Giant War, named Agrios. He was supposed to replace the Mo

She had traveled with two of her sisters and a convoy of merchants riding horses who had all served as game for the giants after they unknowingly passed through one of Loki's portals. As the boy tied the rope of lianas he had found, to the huge animal skin bottle that Lathgertha had picked up behind the house, to send it to the children at the bottom of the well and to bring them up two by two, they heard in the distance, from behind the giant forest behind the house, sneers, loud chats and heavy footsteps. The little hunchback turned quickly to the little girl and his frowned eyebrows, asked her: — What are these noises?

Rage flashed across Eros instantly. Freya felt it from the balcony. Aethon noticed too. And smiled. God. He kept using Lealla like a weapon. Another violent clash split the battlefield apart. This time Eros struck hard enough to force Aethon to one knee beneath the snow. The wolves erupted into victorious howls instantly. But Aethon only looked upward toward Freya again. Then softly whispered something ancient beneath his breath. Freya’s entire body froze. Because suddenly celestial symbols ignited across her skin.