Greek Mythology Primordials Novels & Stories

I didn't know that the moon goddess had so many children. "Yeah, not many people do." Kole says. "Those Elder bastards made sure about that." Kole added, sounding really displeased. They were scraped out of history by the Elders. "What is the enemiety between the elders and the Primordials?" I ask. That was another thing I really couldn't understand. Why were the Elders trying to make the entire werewolf world believe that the primordials were extinct.

"And you believe that crap?" He shoots me an angry look, and I took that as a sign not to interrupt him again. "Me believing it or not doesn't matter, especially when it is true." He said simply and my eyes widened. "The Primordials are kept a secret from the public because of how... powerful they were perceived to be. They were simply put... quite powerful than your average werewolf. Faster, stronger, more bloodthirsty while those that were shamans back in the day were believed to have developed extra abilities aside from the common werewolf traits."

I answered "But why is Chandra a wolf? You said she's a moon phoenix" Princess Sidhiel asked curiously "Ah...there's this thing that some familiars have to encounter after they full-bloomed" Princess Eruvelliel interferes as she continues, "You see just like my baby here before she becomes fully will build as a higher level beast, she still needs to be trained or trained her power. But on the time we meet she already fully covered her level" She continues, "As for Eclipsa, she has Chandra since the egg and taking good care of it until it grows, Chandra is still a baby I think, so" Princess Eruvelliel signaled me to continue her sentence.

Why did he have to be so insanely handsome? "Some are. Some were created. There is actually a grain of truth in those greek tales you've read. I am one of the birthed ones. My parents were Janus and Mera. The god of portals and beginnings and the black hound goddess, also known as the goddess of darkness and terror," he said with a calm and unbothered tone, taking another sip from his glass. "They've both moved on to their celestial cycles," he added with a shrug and her brows furrowed, remembering what miss Nancy had told her about them. Their so-called deaths, along with his wife's.

pulsing with a frequency that threatened to shatter their bones. Suddenly, the aurora above us curdled. From the shifting mists of the horizon, three figures emerged. They did not look like wolves, and they certainly didn't look like men. They were towering columns of sentient energy—one of liquid fire, one of crystalline ice, and one of absolute, star-flecked shadow. They moved with a predatory grace that made our "Grey evolution" look like a clumsy, half-finished toy. These were the Primordials: the original architects of the wolf-soul, the ones the First Luna had betrayed to build her Foundry.

Dimitri said. “The Big Three?” Aaron asked. “Chaos, Eros, and Gaia are the Primordial Deities that brought our world into existence.” Dimitri explained. “So, you value what they are but not me?” I asked him. “You are different. You have humanity in you, they are all God or Goddess. What are those tattoos?” Dimitri said eyeing my sides. “Those are her Soul Mate Marks. Her essence changed too. And she has Wings. Wings Dad.” DJ said excited.

I said, “but you no longer remember why it was written. You call me an anomaly because I do not fit within the cages you built. You call me dangerous because I did not forget what you wanted buried.” One of the ancients stepped forward, his form massive, his presence pressing like a storm. “Then speak it,” he said. “What do you claim we buried?” I exhaled slowly. “The truth,” I said. “About the beginning.” The chamber stilled. “Before packs,” I continued, my voice steady, “before councils, before titles and bloodlines, there were Primordials. Wolves born not of hierarchy, but of purpose. Keepers, not rulers. Forces shaped by the land itself, bound to it, not above it.”

“But she’s had a long day and requires a meal and rest. Will you inform Nyx and Erebus to have a chamber ready for her and some food, please?” Nyx? Erebus? I knew those names! They were both children of Chaos, a being of reality outside the ordered cosmos, and according to Greek mythology, Chaos was the first being to exist. Any children of his were considered primordial gods and goddesses, meaning they were more like a concept or idea. Like Nyx and Erebus...

he asks, and I shake my head in a negative affirmation. He breathes out. “Let me educate you then. Sometimes I forget that you’re a newbie goddess.” “The primordial deities were the first to be born into existence. They are the first race of gods and goddesses. They were astronomical and their forms were elemental and cosmic but that was way before they figured out how to shape themselves into physical beings. There are eight of them. Khaos, Gaia, Erebus, Nyx, Tartarus, Hemera, Chronos and Aether”

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."