Greek Mythology Lamia Novels & Stories

It was like I was reborn, with my fierceness and ego, however, there was no desire to kill or hurt others like before. As I made my way into the beautiful big mansion, a deep scowl was plastered on my face. A scowl that I hope would tell the alpha king to back off, I was not made to be a concubine, that to of a werewolf. However, from what I've heard, he was very powerful, ruthless, and fearless, he was not just any werewolf but a Lycan, meaning a mere human like me wouldn't be able to scare him. So I quickly hid amongst the crowd, where I was safe from his ravishing eyes or so I thought.

He said to the Moon Goddess in his mind, "If after knowing the race, it happens that we can't unite, then it wouldn't be good, Moon Goddess!" Lucas was courageous enough to stand against the Moon Goddess who is the creator of the entire universe, who is the one to pour life to every element. For a reason, he was called invincible. He wasn't like any other lycan who would sit still and cry in some corner but fight for what belongs to him.

To take a different form until one impossible truth is brought to light. One word slips past my mother’s lips. A word that is familiar to all of us because of our history. A history that no longer exists. Or shouldn’t exist. Yet, as her eyes stare back at me, tears flooding and streaming down her face, that word leaving her lips… I know the word she speaks is the truth. “Lycanthrope.” She says, as a whisper.

Leonidas said softly, "Why?" "Because clueless child," Loukas snapped "Aphrodite Familias are worse than snakes. They are wolves in lamb clothings. They would stab you in the back and look pretty while they do so. Poseidon Familias can stand them because they are beautiful and do well for their image, Zeus Familias have that sort of patience and understanding, but leaving an Ares Familiar with her? Leonidas, Achilles called her out for what she actually was. He said she was faker than the bear rug in their castle, and I've heard about that bear rug Leonidas, it is dirty and rough and has been used in very, very vulgar ways." Oh, no.

I’d almost convinced myself that I could endure another day like this when I rounded a corner and came face to face with the person that I wanted to see least in the palace. Delilah. Her arms were bound behind her, and she was flanked by two warriors. As soon as she laid eyes on me, her face twisted in rage, and she shouted, her voice dripping venom. “…that little rat,” she spat. “She thinks she can crawl into the King’s bed and become Luna? Pathetic. She’ll never be more than a servant. There's not a chance in hell.” My stomach clenched with fear. I didn’t need to ask who she was ranting at.

Lyacaon attacked every wolf nearby. Suddenly, Lycaon’s body froze. A sword was already stuck in Lycaon’s stomach. Lycaon’s body sat on the ground. Everything happened so fast. Lyall turned into a human and walked over. He saw his uncle Alastor stabbing Lycaon. Normally, the monster wouldn’t die or weaken from any stab. But not this time. Whatever sword his uncle used, it was enough to render Lycaon helpless. “Brother?” Lyall called out. Lycaon didn’t respond. He was still the Lycan monster. “I-Is he dead?”

“Is that enough, or do I need to list off another crime she committed?” Rox looks at me with suppressed anger. I glance at Damian and Myra. “Those two… they are merely not Royale and an omega but reincarnations of Damian Beaufort and Myra, one High Queen’s grandson and the other a poor human who was killed by your… precious Queen,” I say icily. The gob-smacked expression is satisfying until someone says, “Still don’t believe you.” Goddess! These fucking vermin simply want to turn a blind eye to everything just to secure a good position in the hierarchy.

she said as I sighed in relive. "Okay kids my mate and I will be heading to bed now so Good night."dad said intertwine his hand s with Jane's. "Good night."came both our replies as we headed upstairs. Luciana's pov "Such a scheming man whore."snow sneered at the back of my mind as caspien followed behind me to my room. "I thought wolves crave after their mates?."I asked snow."of course they do it's just that am no ordinary wolf and I don't want a mate that thinks am weak."snow. snort with disgust.

“Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the original lycans and had certain abilities that were blessed to his family’s bloodline by the Moon Goddess. When your mother was born, she was not only a hybrid, but she was also part of an original Lycan bloodline. Their bloodline made them Royalty. Most of them were hunted and killed. Those that weren’t, hid. Like you they could ma

No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.