Greek Myths Cronus Novels & Stories

well, as far as the eye can see. And the people inside those cells? Yeah. It’s a rogue’s gallery of ancient horror stories. There’s Cronos—in pieces. Literally. Zeus diced him up like a holiday ham when he overthrew him. The dude’s still alive, just forever in fragments. There’s Tantalus, stuck in a pool of water with a single piece of fruit hanging above him. Every time he reaches up, the fruit rises. Every time he bends down, the water recedes. That’s what he gets for baking his son into a pie and serving him to the gods.

Kyra- “First, let me explain that Caleb’s name is originally Zatyx. He was one of Cronus’s children and had the closest relationship with Hades. When…” Persephone began, but I held up my hand and cut her off. “If he was Cronus’s child, why haven’t I heard of him?” “You’ll know when I get to that part.” Persephone pulled my hand back into hers. “When Cronus was overthrown, Zatyx decided he wanted nothing to do with the issues in the family. He decided to live an ordinary life and become a farmer and trained warriors.”

It's real? "Yes, Antonia. The rumor you heard at your young age is true. The Craon was created by the heavenly being a few years before the creation of Poseidon and your mum to guide and protect the beings of the kingdom. But after the creation of Poseidon and your mum the heavenly being foresaw that the Craon might be a threat to the young beings since it was more powerful than them then so he banished it from the face of the seas never to return. Rumour had it that the creature died out of loneliness and hunger but it never did. And that was only known by your mum, Poseidon, and the heavenly being. After your father attempted to kill your mum... 'An act he did out of the impulse of alcohol

It consisted of cured meat soaked in honey for twelve moons. Zeus cleared his throat and everyone halted their merry-making. He had yet to speak, but everyone knew that this was the moment when he would judge their offering. Leaning forward, he dipped his fingers into the bowl of kréas melioú, selecting a tender piece. He plopped it into his mouth and closed his eyes as he chewed. Ronin held his breath. Zeus’ eyes flew open, zoning in on King Lykaon. ‘WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?’

Dionysus added while feeling how strange it was to designate his own mother like that again. "What do you want?" It was Cronus Chevalier who asked that this time around. He was looking so intently at his son and trying so hard to decipher what was going on Dionysus' mind right now. He was trying to decode if Dionysus had already known about their horrendous crime.

While the wolves walk forward with their backs to me as I stand at the gates alone, Cronus slowly turns back meeting my gaze with his lips tilting into a smile. I cannot help but feel that this is some sort of a new beginning. My sleep is taken over by thoughts of Cronus. Who is that male and what kind of relationship does he have with Deimos and Theia? And why do I keep feeling an urge to ask him plenty of questions?

It was our second anniversary, a time when things were simpler. — From what I read, the legend is about a king of Ancient Greece, Lycaon, who always killed those who stayed in his palace... one night, Zeus disguised himself as an old man, and asked the king for shelter, who somehow discovered that he was Zeus, so as a form of blasphemy and mockery, he served human flesh to the God of Olympus, who cursed him to become a monster, a wolf.

His voice was distant, as if he were putting together a puzzle in his mind. - AND...? — Aspen expressed the question that was also in my head. — In Greek mythology, Rhea and Cronnos are the Titans who created the world. They are the parents of the gods Zeus, Hades and Poseidon. They were husband and wife. — Remus explained. My eyes widened in surprise. — You mean Chloe and Aaron are…. — Aspen asked, excited. — It's just a theory, but it is known that wolves can only mate with another whose wolf name connects with theirs in Greek mythology.

In fear of a prophecy that he would in turn be overthrown by his son, Kronos swallowed each of his children as soon as they were born. "This is so boring, how do you remember all this stuff?" Mac groaned, reaching for his ears but I pinned his hands down once more. "Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away on the island of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call

“The titans are Uranus and Gaia’s children. They’re the second generation of deities. There are twelve of them. I won’t mention all of them, cause it'll be time-consuming. Cronus overthrew his father Uranus, then married his sister Rhea and had the third generation of deities. Me, Zeus, Hera, Hestia , Poseidon and Demeter. Please keep in mind there’s a difference between Cronos, the primordial, and Cronus, my father. People often confuse the two.” I interrupted. “First of all, that’s disgusting marrying your own sister.” He snorted. “You think that’s fucked up? Zeus married our sister Hera and had an affair with Demeter our other sister.”