Greek Mythology Lamia Novels & Stories

My phone call would not be to my Queen but to her best friend the King of wolves, the man she should have been mated to in the first place. A fact I was told many years ago. For whatever reason, the moon goddess gave their wolves different mates this time. I remember the story Ascena told me like it was yesterday. I also recall the name Nessie as I am thinking about the story and I’m sure Lamia’s mother said she had a great, great, aunt named Nessie. Information that was revealed when we were just finding out about Queen Lamia being a Dire Wolf over three years ago.

That they would become legends, and stories would be told of them for centuries to come. I had watched Mathias from the moment he was born, even though he was not my descendant. His role in this life, however, was essential to one of my heirs, Lamia. The dormant gene Lamia carried came to life the day she was born. Destined to become the Queen of shifters but, fate has a funny way of turning events and throwing in a random twist. Lamia became the unknown. Her father, a man I met once, and saw his future child, is part Lycan, a descendant from the goddess Morrigan’s bloodline.

“Hubby, have you heard of the Lamiai Clan?” “The Lamiai Clan?” Andrius looked at her and frowned. “It’s said to be an ancient race from a long time ago. They’re an extremely evil race despised by the world. Why are you suddenly asking about this?” Luna’s heart chilled at his words. She looked up, her beautiful eyes staring at him intently like a child who had done something wrong. She asked pitifully, “Why do you think that, hubby?” Andrius found her reaction strange but explained patiently, “I heard that the Lamiai Clan is cunning and treacherous, committing all kinds of evil deeds. In history, there have been instances of lamias taking human forms and causing disasters.

From somewhere behind us, I hear a gasp and Lyric shakily says, “The mural, the mural Jonda drew,” I take a look at our group again, noticing the knights all bear the mark in their eyes, just as I am sure I do. Lyric is right, as my Lycan eyes gaze upon us, I see the mural that was painted in New Moon palace, in real life. The only difference is Lamia does not wear a green dress but her vest and pants, the uniform that gives way. Like times before, the paintings depicted the past. Inanna, Ascena, and now Lamia the reincarnation of Inanna, the mortal goddess.

Wisdom walks faster. Larisa looks at Wisdom and Einar thinking "Evil is coming out of the woodwork." She notices Kiri, Ruchi, and Idris staring at her. Hecate is a Power of magic Goddess. When it comes to her you don't know if she's on the side of good or evil. It depends on which side of the bed she got up on. As for Lamia, she's a vicious child eater. She was beautiful at one time and a queen. My father and she had an affair. that didn't sit well with Hera. To make a long story short. Hera killed her of the children she had with Zeus. Which caused Lamia to go insane and now she snatched children and devoured them."

0 "Grandfather used to tell us stories of them, don't you remember? Why, those stories would keep us up for hours." 0 "What were they about?" Roman asks and Gia's face lights up. 0 "Roman, darling! How lovely to hear your voice." 0 "You too, Gia. Can you tell us more about these stories of yours?" He asks and she chuckles. 0 "Our Grandfather loved to scare us as children. Ahriman and Lamia were a pair of evil spirits. Ahri was the king of destruction and darkness and Lamia, or Amia as Grandfather called her, was a child eating demon queen. All stories revolved around how they would find naughty enchanted children and force them to do terrible things to cast spells for the underworld. They wo

The Priestess' hair is so white and sparkling that it looks like strands of silver, so long that it drags the ground at her delicate feet. But what really draws Rhea's attention are the Priestess's eyes — which are so white and blank, it can barely see the irises and pupils. She's completely blind. And they say this is the price she paid for being a human capable of seeing the Moon Goddess herself… “Rhea Calirianne.” The Priestess called the name, completely interrupting Rhea's thoughts, who found herself mesmerized by the attention on her. “The Oracle has chosen you as the rightful partner of the 47th King of the Lycan Realm, Callisto del Amathea.”

"Do you think it means something?" "I don't know," Elora whispered, again looking down to her hands. "I have never felt anything like this. It was so clear, so real. It is as if the moon was calling me, drawing me into that form." She took a shaky breath. "And I felt. free. Freer than I ever have within this castle. Catherine took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Dreams are strange things, Elora. They can show us our fears, our desires. Maybe it is your wolf spirit reminding you of your strength, your wildness.

It was a small, crimson gemstone, and as soon as I touched it, it began to glow red. The Lycan sorcerer's whole demeanor changed in an instant. His eyes widened, and he looked at me with newfound respect. "You are not like the others," he said softly. "You were born on the day of the red moon. It is said that those born under this moon are destined for great things." He paused for a moment, his eyes locked on mine. "You are destined to become the mate of the Demon werewolf." My stepfather's face darkened at the mention of the Demon werewolf. "There must be a way to prevent this," he said firmly. "We cannot allow our own to be taken by such a madman."

The Moon Goddess was known to be powerful and mysterious, but if she could help me, I had to try. That night, I made my way to the sacred grove, where the Moon Goddess was said to appear. The moon was full, casting an eerie glow over the trees. I knelt down and closed my eyes, praying for guidance. Suddenly, a soft, ethereal light surrounded me, and I knew she was here. "Why have you come to me, Aiden?" Her voice was like a gentle breeze, soothing yet powerful. "I seek answers," I replied, trying to steady my voice. "I am tormented by nightmares. In them, Chloe accuses me of abandoning her. I don't understand why this is happening."