Greek Mythology Books Fiction Novels & Stories

I want a unicorn. *Silence* "What!?" Unicorn!? (What the fuck? Unicorn? Are you damm serious, woman!?) (But it's what I wanted! Isn't this a survey? Why are you complaining? I love unicorns and Pegasus. What's wrong with that?) Even a freaking Pegasus!? God, this is all Greek Mythology's fault. Those fictions are making her believe in non-existing shits! Well, Hades and Persephone are the exceptions.

Maybe this was also the reason the witch used the death of Father as a warning to what would come if I do not find my way to the waterfalls. I blinked at the moon, forcefully tearing my eyes from it. I did not want this feeling to continue. Whatever was true, I am a demon and I should accept that! My eyes drifted to a gray book that lay on the stool beside the window— at the bottom of my bed. Its roughly worn out hardcover carried the words inscribed in threadbare golden stitches, which simply stated, ‘U-turn from Myths’. Until today, I still did not understand how the title related to the book as it told about myths, legends, and folktales instead of stating why one should ‘U-turn from Myth

Instead it was a fiction book and I almost threw it up frustrated but an instinct just told me to read through. So I got up, locked my door to avoid any disturbance, relaxed in my bed and started reading. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Three hours later, I was shivering by the time I got to the end of the book because what the actual hell? It was a thrilling tale, a captivating romance but that is not the point. I hurriedly brought a pen and paper and jotted down some things that I had learnt from the book. According to this fiction, the Vorlaks were the first line of magical creatures created by the moon goddess and they were powerful, very powerful and beautiful until the moon goddess decided to create the w

I can smell his apple and spice sent. “Whatcha reading?” Brighton asks. “I found a book on mythology. It’s funny to read about all of the gods.” I tell him. I have been reading it for a few hours now, and I have actually laughed out loud at some parts. Reading about some of the gods and how they acted is hilarious. If they only knew and saw what I have seen they would have to rethink their beliefs in the gods. What got to me is that I have never heard of or seen the triplets in any books. Even when we learned about this in school, they were never mentioned. I asked Athena about this when she came for a visit about a week or so ago.

Deciding to take some books to read, I head in. The place was enormous. Rows of books cover the walls and isles. I felt like a kid looking over everything. My fingers touch each cover. Some full of dust, others really old. Intrigued, I stop on an isle that says legend and myths section. Looking at what book to choose. I approach one with a yellow cover. It looked old and dusty. Pulling it out, I read the title, “Goddess.” Curious to know, I take the book and go back. It was thick enough to have me at leas four days distracted on it.

“Luna, Musu is here to see you.” Tyree peeks into the suite. I look at the clock and realized I lost track of time reading books with Greek mythology stories to the twins. “Oh, please, send her in!” I put a bookmark in the story about one of the Fates, Clotho, helping Hermes create the alphabet and smooth out the bedsheets so there is room for her to sit and meet the twins.

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 Moirai, who are more commonly known as The Fates. It never came to be because someone killed Agrios during the war. “Okay. I will look into the definition side, you look further into the mythology side. Look for any covens or witch subcultures that somehow identify with the Gigante or maybe even the Fates.,” I write some notes on my notepad, “Bronx has restricted the fifth floor today, so no getting into his library.” “I can make do, Beta. Mind if I sit at the c

he rumbled as he drew near. I sat up straight and held out the book, feeling unaccountably nervous when he plucked it from my hands. "Do you actually believe these myths?" I asked curiously, watching while he scanned the pages. Jason let out a snort before tossing the book carelessly on the table. "It's just nonsense, not to be taken seriously," he scoffed. "That's why they're called legends." "Oh, I see..." I murmured, feeling a bit foolish for having been so engrossed. Maybe I was the one being silly for finding it interesting.

" Well, not everything was burned into ashes... There was a book that the fire couldn't burn. The book is protected by some sort of spells - we tried to reach for the help of witches, but none of them was able to figure how to open it, neither read it. The book is writing in Mycenaean Greek - the most ancient attested form of the Greek language, on the Greek mainland and Crete in Mycenaean Greece (16th to 12th centuries BC)." " Can I have a look at that book?" Asked Chris, and she nodded while looking for the book she was talking about. Somehow it feels wrong to gain someone's trust only to trick him, or kill him in our case. But seeing the thing those people have done to my kind, yet still

Alessia's POV I have read the book. It was a typical old storybook that sounded very English and Greek. I cringe a little because what I'm reading sounds like Julius Caesar. It talks about Greek gods, especially Poseidon since Homer's journey travels the seas. I feel like I'm getting a headache reading it because it's a story but the writing is poetic. But I understand because the ancient people were poets. I am too used to reading normal English novels. I just focused my attention on the book because there was nothing else to read there besides this. Even though I'm not used to reading like this, I'm just patient because it makes me sleepy.