Greek Mythology Cerberus Novels & Stories

Stone remembered. “Come on,” Michael whispered, reverent now. Demons watched from the vaults. Gargoyles clung to the arches, mouths frozen mid-snarl, eyes hollow. Every surface had been carved—rows upon rows of demonic faces, each distinct, horrific, exquisite in its craft. Her beam slid across a three-headed hound bound in chains. “Greek,” she said. “Cerberus. Why here?” And there—Babylonian sigils. Sumerian seals. Aztec jaws. Cultures that should never have met in stone did so here without apology. Mythos braided into one blasphemy.

The Cerberus were a three-headed dog, that guarded the gates of the underworld. "No, I haven't felt anything as strong from them since the last attack." Lilith could feel the underworld she could feel hell, as in when they used their power, at least when one person used their power, she could feel it, for a reason she was trying to figure out and had yet to, but she could. "Alright wolves?" "My people wouldn't be so sloppy, with their killings, I taught them better." Ophelia chuckles, amused.

Sasha gives me back complete control. “Hello, Ari, or did Sasha not give you back control?” The one head in the middle talks. I’m too dumbfounded as I stare at the largest fucking three-headed dog I’ve ever seen. I mean, it’s the only one, but fuck, if I weren’t afraid of Cerberus, I’d think he was badass looking. Cerberus has dark greasy gray fair with streaks of black running through it. He’s massive, like the size of a dozen Dire wolves. His eyes aren’t just red; they are literally fire. His mouth is skeletal-like, and I can see every fucking sharp and long tooth individually. Black goo drips from his jaws. He’s menacing, and I don't want to fight him.

The words erupted from my chest in an intense, predatory roar. But her scent had vanished. Rain began to pour, interfering with any chance of tracking her trail. When I caught the smell of danger nearby, my fur bristled. I closed my eyes and heightened my Lupine instincts. There were rogue wolves lurking within the forest. More than that—there was a dangerous creature, one of Nocturnus’s lackeys, his guardian who hunted whenever his master unleashed him: a three-headed Cerberus, better known among humans as a hellhound.

Cerberus tilted his head, amusement dancing in his eyes as he looked at her. "Someone had a nice sleep," he said and a knowing smile curved his mouth. Her cheeks flushed even more. He had been there. He was there, holding her in place as Hades took his time teasing her. She couldn't help but wonder what relationship Cerberus and Hades have. Based on what he heard, Cerberus is Hades' loyal servant and the guardian of the gates of the underworld. "It's not going to happen again," she said and some part of her from last night screamed at her declaration. She liked it but it was wrong.

If she relinquishes any of them, the daylight of the world above shall be totally denied her. Posted in the dark was a massive hound with a huge, triple-formed head Cerberus, the monstrous beast that guarded the gates of the Underworld. Cerberus let out his thunderous barking. Though his menaces caused no harm to the dead, they were fatal to the living trespassers. She saw that the giant animal kept constant guard before the very threshold. Psyche brought one of the cakes out. The loud barks almost made her drop it. Her hands shook as she stepped slowly towards the gigantic three-headed dog. Psyche's heart nearly exploded from her chest when Cerberus lurched at her.

Doesn’t take much convincing. Second stop: Cerberus. Now this one’s always fun. Cerberus has three heads, glowing red eyes, and zero tolerance for bullshit. He’s terrifying—but loyal. Hades was his master, and Cerberus loved him. What Lucifer did? He’ll never forgive. Fun fact: invisibility doesn’t work on Cerberus. He sees me coming and, I’m guessing, that’s the only reason I don’t end up with three heads full of teeth in my gut.

I asked. “Yes. As for the Styx River, the last seven loops will lead you to the entrance of Tartarus. Cerberus, a monstrous dog with multiple heads and a serpent's tail waits on the further side of the Styx. He will be sleeping until the souls arrive, so you will need to arrive before the departed souls. If you can make it past Cerberus without waking him, Hades shouldn’t be alerted that there is someone trying to sneak in.” “Is there anything else I should be aware of?” I asked, hoping his answer would be no.

“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.”