Novel & Cerita Greek Mythology Ao3

Cole said and even though I nodded, I only half heard what he said. I walked over to the sculpture of Adonis just a few meters away from the wall-mounted tv. Reaching a finger up, I grazed the sculpture lightly, a small smile finding its way onto my face. It was the first time I’d seen the sculpture of Adonis in person. Prior to that day, I’d only seen it in books. If there was something else I inherited from my mom aside from my curves it had to be her obsession with Greek mythology. My mom was so obsessed that she named all her five children after the Greek gods and goddesses. I remember that she had countless Greek mythology books lying about in the house and only I out of all my siblings

The night my mom died was the night the leader of the black werewolf and vampire - The almighty one as he's being called tried to take the life of the Elected one, so he won't be dethroned. No wonder the town was in disarray that particular night , it's quite obvious that these beings and humans can't peaceful coexist , we would continue to be their prey. My mission alongside other humans who have been victims of vampire attacks is to eradicate them all. Everyone of them including the Almighty one!!. California ... Athena's POV continued. "What in the world just happened?!" I thought staring at the book terrified. I raised my hands up to my face and looked at it , I don't have super powers r

This wedding is an open ceremony, where all of greek myths can witness everything, where everyone can see how fucked up this situation, they allowed both woman to get married just because they believed that Jiroo was a bad omen, Ceres was the one who's receiving all the responsibility as she's the one who has relationship with Jiroo. Me, on the other hand isn't safe at all, after Ceres' marriage, it's my turn, then Selene will be next and Ivana. That's why we're hoping for Liam and the others to stop the wedding, and if ever they did, this time, I will fight, this time, I will stand my ground and will choose Liam, just like how he chose me over his father. "Hera!" Selene called indecently, e

He even bid me a million dollars but I turned down his offer only because I did not feel anything for him. For my current position now, feelings and emotions should be the least of my concern but I am Femella Alcantara, the queen of all the "nymphs" as they all call us. Just like how the great Zeus desire these Greek creatures, so does these men below me will do anything, bet anything to get a taste of us as if we are just products in a market on sale.

“What do you mean that his name would have been a huge giveaway?” Ryker let go of my hand as he opened the door and held it for me. I got inside and looked up at him, waiting for his answer to my question. “In Greek mythology, Erebus or Erebos is the personification of darkness and one of the primordial deities. The pack was led by a dickhead who wants every member of his pack named after Greek gods or goddesses or at least have their name mean something in Greek.” Ryker rolled his eyes, clearly finding this to be ridiculous. “Other than that he also has every member of his pack whose surname does not start with the letter A change their surnames. And just now you told me that your friend’s

“That will become harder soon.” Freya frowned. “What does that mean?” Before Elyra could answer, the chamber doors opened again. Three figures entered slowly. Ancient. Powerful. Wrong. Freya felt it instantly. The oldest among them stepped forward wearing black robes covered in silver markings. His hair had long turned white with age, but his eyes still carried something cruel beneath them. Aethon. He studied Freya silently for a long moment. Then smiled. “So this is the divine soul reborn.”

Again. I crouched behind a cluster of pine trees, the bark pressing into my back, my breath held tight as footsteps crunched nearby. "Where the hell did she go?" a voice snapped. Male. Sharp. Frustrated. I smirked. "She's like a damn squirrel. Just vanishes," another growled. A softer voice, but no less angry. I knew who they were. Arnou and Derek. Both sons of the elite, both entitled assholes with nothing better to do than chase Omegas around like it was sport. And me? I was their favorite game.

I truly thought it would be a child of Inanna and Conri again. “Except it wasn’t,” I sigh, “What does this mean for Seneca?” I questioned wondering where she was going with this. “You know the story of Inanna and Conri well, how they met and fell in love. How Inanna became a mortal goddess. The first time Aodh came for her, he won and took her to the underworld where she eventually escaped. The second time was when her son was born, Aodh rose again, killing Conri or at least the human his spirit occupied at the time along with Inanna. The third time Aodh did not rise but managed to poison the minds of those closest to Inanna's son, a brother betraying him.

The shadows shrieked, twisting, carrying the whispers of a distant, unseen god: “Aria belongs to me.” “Not this time,” Vaethea growled. Blades raked, claws tore, crimson energy searing fragments. The pink - haired goddess descended, slicing tendrils into nothing. Together, the three forced the shadow back, writhing mass reduced to the center. With a final scream, the fragment collapsed inward. Not gone, not dead — kneeling under godly weight. Vaethea shook, sweat and divine energy mingling. Claws retracted, wings folded. Aphrodite leaned against her, weakening but alive.

held her hand. When my eyes met her innocent jade ones, I saw the pain beside them, then I decided to take her with me. Fight tooth and nail if I had to. A lot of things happened, but I’m happy that right now, I’m with her. I inhale her divine scent once more and it does wonders to my brain. It reminds me of the saffron flowers back in Athens, only so much better. After so many years of searching and giving up, the Goddess finally unites us. “So this is how the mate bond pull feels like?” I reason, brushing her scarlet hair to the side. “No one’s going to hurt you ever again!” I continue to watch her sleep for another hour before I hear the elevator door open. I leave Varga, my pet lion,