Greek Mythology Athena Novels & Stories

Athena A cool gentle breeze whipped through my hair as I ran down the streets of New York. The sky was just starting to lighten up, a mix of different shades of blue that blessed the morning with some kind of serenity. I needed that serenity, Too much had been happening and somehow they felt too fast and spiraling out of control. I hated losing my footing, my grip on a situation. I hated losing control.

They stared at me with cold, hidden fury, but it only made her more beautiful. I had always been attracted to Athena, but why hadn’t I made her my Luna, and treated her specially? Why didn’t I see the load of goodness I had been given? The moon goddess had given me a mate she knew would be perfect for me, but I had pursued another. Athena was perfect in every way. Now that she could see, her beauty was irresistible. She looked a little bustier, and I hated to think that she could have given birth because two years had passed, and some months had followed too. It was enough time for her to give birth, and be the mother of a charming toddler.

Some of the family's business associates also came to pay their respects. Athena's father was the founder of a renowned gallery in the country, the Picture Perfect Gallery, established for them by her late mother. Her mother, a well-known painter, passed on to Athena the passion and skill for painting. However, when her stepmother and her child entered their lives, Athena no longer focused on her artistic pursuits. This was because her stepmother took over the management of the gallery, while Athena busied herself with other matters and tried working elsewhere. Eventually, she met Egon, the first man she loved and trusted, who ultimately betrayed and deceived her.

I put my hand down when I saw them heading to the outback of the house. “That’s their niece. Athena.” Once again, I broke my gaze away from Silas when I heard Grandma say that to the father of the woman with Silas. “Their niece?” I smiled when the man looked at me. “Yes. Athena’s mother is Gineth, Laura, and Silas’s cousin. Athena’s grandfather, who took care of her, is the cousin of Silas’s father,” Grandma explained. I also nodded now that I learned how we all became relatives. He is my Uncle because my mother is his cousin.

“Athena “ she said softly, “you look so thin and so tired but you’re alive, and that’s all that matters.” Athena looked up at her and gave a small smile. “I missed you,Ma.” “And I missed you too,” she said, cupping her face. “The Moon Goddess has kept you safe till now and I will not lose you.”

They always wanted something, and nothing was ever good enough for them. This made me think of Isabella. She was also like that before. I thought she had no desires other than being with me, but the debit alerts I kept getting after handing her my card told me otherwise. Then finally, my mind drifted over to Athena. She wasn’t greedy. She wasn’t selfish. She wasn’t self-serving. In fact, she was always looking for ways to please me, to make me like her more and more. She was the one always bending over backwards to see what would make me happy, to make me enjoy her presence.

At this moment, she was dressed in a pale golden dress. She was the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena. Fennel looked at the screens with a smile and said, “Everyone, it’s been a long time.” Athena spoke first with a hint of admiration in her eyes, “Apollo, you still look the same, so handsome and charming.” Although Athena was the goddess of the 12 gods, she was also a little fangirl of Apollo. Fennel shrugged and said to the charming Goddess Athena, “Athena, you’re still the same too, always so bold.”

When the angel turn her head and finally revealed her face, everyone remembers her differently. Lucian remembers her as her mother, who gave birth to him and somehow was taken away from him all those decades ago. Darius remembers her as the mother of Theodora, wife of Norcia a dark creature who was a slave to Assorthan. Lucifer identified her as Mother destiny, the one he and Althea met when she was little. Althea called her as mother by mistake.

Demeter gave him a sharp look, and he retreated into silence again. Her father introduced her to Athena, the armor-clad goddess. She had piercing dark eyes, a helmet on her head, an attire with an aegis, and an extremely long spear. Her crystal shield also had the head of the Gorgon on it. Persephone had never seen this goddess before. She now realized how insignificant she was compared to her half-sister. Athena looked at her with a soft gleam in her eyes though she said nothing. "Demeter, your child is a blessing. She is even more beautiful than I had imagined," another goddess said, coming over to envelope Persephone in her arms. "She looks like she is destined for greatness."

Yet they all had one theme: destruction. Every one of these prophecies told of destruction. It didn’t matter what it was, destruction was at its end. Many had given up on the boy, escaping him rather than trying to help him. Yet one remained unmoved. There was one who strove to find a way to break the curse upon her nephew’s head. She was a goddess known for her cunning war strategies and great wit. Her name was Athena. Born of the Night with the insignia of the owl she was. She scoured the realms, searching for something that would give her a clue as to what could overturn her nephew’s fate. And it led her back home – to the Olympian Archives. So she locked herself up, not eating or drinkin