Greek Mythology Cerberus Novels & Stories

“What the hell is Hades gate?” “From what I learned, it’s the only gate out of hell and it's guarded by Cerberus ” I replied putting my weight on my good leg so I didn’t have to lean too much on her. "Cerberus, as in the three headed mythical creature?" she asked completely shocked. I just nodded at her and she shut up after that looking scared shitless. We started to walk and found more doors similar to the one we had escaped through but we didn’t pay attention to them, we were on a mission to escape, not to snoop around and get caught.

A loud laughter resonated in the hall boucing off the walls. "He must be somewhere in there, you should go." Eros stood between me and Selene, making me step back and look at both of them. Hades was indeed here somewhere, I could feel it but Dolus played to not let me come across my mate. "You mate is in my bed, asleep, last night was quite tiring." a ferocious growl escaped my lips. "You are going to regret this Persephone." "CERBERUS!" Selene's eyes widened as Cerberus stepped out of the portal, the protector of Underworld howled with fury shaking the whole castle. His three heads breathing fire, eyes hard, unyielding.

The crimson eyes in the canyon didn't just blink; they seemed to ignite, casting a blood-red hue over the ash-grey snow of the Ever-Dark. A low growl reverberated through the ground, vibrating up my legs and shaking the marrow in my bones. From the depths of the abyss emerged a behemoth. It wasn't a wolf, nor a dragon. It was a Cerberus of the Void—a three-headed hound made entirely of compressed ash and obsidian bone, standing as tall as a watchtower.

"Take them out!" Jemma shouted to his children: Cerberus, the three-headed hellhound, the many-headed Lernean Hydra, and Chimera. "Shit!" Jemma huffed as Cerberus was overwhelmed by Mr. Jordan. Blue Fireballs rushed at his right hand, but the wind carried thick smoke, blocking his vision. Jemma was nervous about whether his defenses were down or not. While there was a chance to move, Jay clawed at the viper ensnaring him. He then grabbed the thing silently. Unsure of what he would do, Jay's mind was already clouded.

He answered me. "W-why?" I can't help asking because I feel like protesting. "Because they are hell hounds. They don't have thoughts. All the things that will appear in their line of sight, they will kill it immediately." He answered me. I was shaking. Hell hounds? Cerberus? "Cerberus? Is that what you're talking about?" "I am surprised that you know it. It's a three-headed wolf, vicious and vile. Legend says, they are the guards of hell but were exiled and vanished. And now, they are here." This story told me and the horse started running again.

The amount of power that could be accumulated was immense, and none of them wanted to miss out on that chance. It was not the easiest of tests, in this battle, they would need to use their strength and intelligence together. To achieve their goal, in this first part, participants must escape the mythical creature that guards the gates of the underworld. A three-headed animal feared by all demons. Cerberus is the hellhound that no demon dares to confront.

Later in the castle's huge Chamber of Thrones, Loki sat on an elaborately carved golden throne at the head of a huge mahogany table, to his right sat Othello and around the table sat all his Warrior Leaders, to his left sat the Warlock and the Witch. 'You had better explain to everyone who our opponent is this time.' Loki said with an air of defeated desperation, the Warlock stood and turned to address the others, 'Cerberus is the Devil's Dog who guards the entrance to Hades, he admits the shadows but never lets them out again. He is a savage, bronze dog, incredibly powerful and without any pity, he is cursed by Hades to prevent thos

Her head was nearly resting against my shoulder. I don’t know what Eugenius and my father are up to. But I will protect you, Ismene-Eirene. “They are the Pompeius family of Lerna. They use the hydra as their family symbol. There are always five. Like the mythical creature, they cannot be killed by ordinary means. Their heads must be removed with either, and I’m rusty on this part, an enchanted fire sword or an enchanted golden sword of Athena.” I sighed. “That's at least the myth of the family. The only facts that I know for sure are the name, there's always five, and they are mercenaries who never fail." I explained.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

"That is what happened. The gods were a major part of our lives then. Today, the people have all but forgotten them except in myth and story." "Okaaaay." Liv drew out the word. "We'll go with that for now." Brodi frowned at her but continued. "The gods wanted to contain the power of my family so they cursed us. If the male heir, the pack Alpha, did not find his fated mate within a certain time, he turned into a Berserker. A Berserker is a being who has immeasurable strength but no reason. He kills indiscriminately. He cannot, therefore, lead a clan or pack. He must be put down." Brodi's voice lowered. "Many members of my family were killed over the years by an Alpha who went Berserker before