Greek Mythology Olympus Novels & Stories

Johnson replied with a bow. "The Omphalos Stone stolen?" I murmured as Johnson left. I had my doubts about Hermes' messages. The last message he'd sent me had been a ruse to lure me to Mount Olympus, the abode of the Greek gods. I had naively gone, thinking I'd receive a grand welcome and the chance to speak with my father.

She looks at her beta again and he shrugs. "Why do you think you're scum because you're an omega? We wouldn't be anywhere without our omegas. They make sure we have clean clothes, equipment, fresh food. They are not our slaves. They are pack members who contribute just like everyone else." I just stare at her confused. "No? Omega's are slaves. We aren't part of the pack. We're underneath everyone else." "Who told you this? I think I'd like to meet this person who thinks every pack member isn't equal."

Eileen screamed out her lungs as her clothes got ripped off her body. Eileen sucked on her breath with her eyes closed as she stood at the back of the guards that led her to God knows. After her clothes get ripped off, she realizes that that has always been done to every other lady married off to Alpha Odysseus just to know her birth chart and medical chart. She realized any of the ladies that failed the test would be sent out probably back to her pack or maybe enslave them, who knows? Eileen had hoped she would fail but she passed within a couple of seconds which she had to take as her faith.

All pulled straight from ancient legends. “What’s Greek mythology, Uncle Handsome?” Summer asked, plopping down on the floor across from him. They sat cross-legged, facing each other like old friends. Artemis collapsed onto the sofa and started scrolling through her phone. “It’s the stories and gods of ancient Greece,” Apollo explained. “Your Grandpa Hades is named after the God of the Underworld. Your dad—Helios—is the God of the Sun. That’s why I thought you named her Summer.” Ah. That made sense. The Sun God and the hottest season—of course Apollo would connect the two. I’d never known Helios’s name had roots in mythology.

Everyone knows now you have to give a kidney just to get a dozen. “Wait, so now we’ve added another place that we have to go, before we can go to the place where O is being held?” Mina asked looking at Mylan. “Yes, we have no choice the only way to get to Olympus. It is a place that the Gods and Goddesses once lived, before they scattered and created their own realms. No human has ever stepped food on Olympus.” “Wait what do you mean no human has ever stepped foot there? If that's the case that means, no human has done it and lived or it's forbidden, either way that damn sure means we not supposed to do it.” Lucky said shaking her head. “You don't have anything to worry about, because you're

It is a rare sight that is sometimes mistaken as Agartha, the mythical place featured in the Hollow Earth theory, or something even more absurd. Dionysus finds it tiresome to ride the elevator up to it's highest floor, so he flies in his carriage driven by pegasi, mistaken for a helicopter in the mere human's eyes, and lands on the helipad. His father was never the best in the lot. With Dionysus competing with various sons and daughters, specially his infamous, powerful siblings namely: Athena, Apollo, Ares, Artemis and Hephaestus, there was never enough recognition and praise for him. His only consolation is that Hephaestus has been his genuine friend and brother throughout his life that co

I say, just before her face forms in the light. “Selene. How can I help you, aunt?” Iris asks, surprised to see me. “I’m going to owe you quite a few drachma, niece. We have many gods to call,” I say gravely. About six hours later, we are all assembled on Olympus. Zeus has expanded the arena to accommodate every god who wanted to come. And that is a lot of them. Josefina sits beside me, pale and worn. Meredith tends to her, making sure she has water and snacks. Hermes, Jacob, and Alex surround us, each holding one of the new pups in their arms.

Alcmene’s voice fades into an echo as I try to understand what she is saying. “I don’t understand. Do you mean Zeus? THE Zeus, the Greek god who lives on top of a mountain? Thunderbolts and all that? No way. That’s not possible, those are just stories.” I send up a silent prayer to the goddess that this is some kind of initiation hoax played on everyone by their wolf. Alcmene scoffs and slows her pace to a walk.

In schooling, fishes are all swimming in the same direction and a coordinated manner. ²Poseidon is one of the twelve Olympian deities of the pantheon in Greek mythology. His main domain was the ocean, and he is called the ‘God of the Sea.’ Additionally, he is referred to as the ‘Earth-Shaker’ due to his role in causing earthquakes and has been called the ‘Tamer of Horses.’ He is usually depicted as an older male with curly hair and beard.

The quaint houses, standing like obedient soldiers in formation, waited patiently for their owners to awaken and take on the day. And amidst this picturesque scene stood a grand home, its columns reaching up to the heavens like the fingers of the gods themselves. It exuded an aura of power and majesty, reminiscent of the palaces of ancient Olympus. Yet, despite its grandeur, the home possessed a certain charm and warmth that could only be felt, not seen. Every corner of the abode was imbued with purpose and artistic intent, paying homage to the great Hellenic culture that had birthed it.