Greek Mythology Books Romance Novels & Stories

"Always being looked at, no room for mistakes. Maybe that's why everybody detested him for marrying my mother. Because everybody was staring, everybody was waiting for him to screw up." "Perhaps," Lucas agreed. "If your father wasn't as godly as he was, maybe my father would have helped him cover his mistakes. But like you said, everyone was waiting for a reason to throw him off his throne. Especially with the number of enemies he has." I swallowed the lump in my throat. Suddenly, the desire for having another drink became strong. I gave in to another glass because holy fuck! Who wouldn't want a drink after the bomb? A secret for a secret. Trust. This is trust, Caterina. Why Lucas was so inv

"Same goes for me. I used books as inspiration to imagine a romantic scene I used in performing." "Performing? Were you into acting, my lady?" "Sort of. I'm still a newbie. Anyway, how did you come to like romance novels?" Scheriziel asked. "To tell you the truth, there are lots of books here. So, instead of letting them stocked there and sullied by dust, I read most of them. I apologize for touching them without your knowledge," says Athena as she opens a door full of books. "Are those books mine?" "I think so. The King himself had handpicked those books and asked me to fill this room with romance novels."

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

“Should I cancel the banquet, my queen?” Athena looked up from the leather-bound book in her hand. It was titled Mystery of the Silver Curse. She pondered Lorraine's question as she looked around the study they were currently in. Raymond's study. The cinnamon-and-spice scent she had begun to unconsciously attach to him was heavy in the room. Dark oak furniture showed this was a man’s place. Apparently, a man who loved to read. Because apart from one section of the wall, every other was filled with floor-to-ceiling shelves stocked with books spanning werewolf mythology, business, agriculture, leadership, and even fiction.

There were so many, and to my surprise, many were romance novels. “So, you’re a romantic, aren’t you? I suspected as much,” I said, pulling out a collection of Greek myths. I noticed it was bookmarked at the story of Hades and Persephone. When I flipped to the first page, I saw the name Dalila written there. My mouth fell open in shock. I turned back to the first page and found a message written in elegant handwriting: To my Dalila, From your Kilian. Nausea rose inside me as I read it.

My fingers scanned the faded spines until they stopped on a worn, hardcover copy of Greek Mythology. I took the book and retreated to a single desk beneath the window, as far away from Vera's circle as possible. Opening the heavy cover, I tried to lose myself in the text, tracing the printed lines about ancient gods and trials. Reading always used to ground me, but today, the letters seemed to blur together on the page. A sudden, violent smack rattled my desk. Vera’s palm was flat against my open book, pinning the pages down. I froze for a beat, watching her knuckles turn white, before slowly raising my eyes to meet her glare.

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She got up and handed me a book on Greek mythology. She had Roman, Nordic, Eastern European, Latin American, and Native American mythology books but said this book gave the best description and understanding of the goddess, Selene. "Don't let them scare you, like they did me. It's all part of a much larger plan, I just wasn't as brave as you are. And now that he's gone, I wish I had been brave enough to love him. Maybe he'd still be alive." Ginny started to tremble and cry. I hugged her, even though I wasn't a touchy-feely type of person. Somewhere deep down I knew she saw the truth while others, like me, denied it. I don't know why but Max's face popped into my mind as I soothed her.

Elsie asks suddenly, her eyes on the book at my table "I love to read," "You do?" I asked, my interest in this woman grew fonder each time we held a conversation "I like to study Greek mythos in my spare time," I paused and laughed nervously "It's pretty nerdy I know," "Oh not at all," Elsie replied, her eyes widened "I love Greek Mythology! All those incredible Gods and their stories," she took the seat opposite mine at the desk and pulled the book toward her, opening it she began to flick through the pages "Which is your favourite?"

’ I snorted making the librarian glare at me and giving her an apologetic smile I looked back at Ethan and said, ‘Well I will go now and remember don’t let anyone know and especially don’t tell Cain. Giving me a two-finger salute and with a nod, he immediately left the library as I smiled at his retreating figure. Turning around I sighed looking at the towers of books that I had to look through and already feeling irked I dragged myself towards the shelves that were dedicated to myths and mythologies. Finding a few books on ancient myths related to the moon goddess and a few on demons I carried the books to an open and single round table in one corner of the room. There I spread out the book