Novel & Cerita Greek Myths Hestia

Asher’s pov I opened my eyes to see the old house and I gulped loudly as I vaguely remembers the small hut. It was the same hut I visited with alpha. Hut of the witch, Hecate. Hecate, the trivia, the goddess, the most powerful witch and the god of the cosmos. She was the first to bestow her power to the witches. She granted these powers to humankind and later they were known as witches. She is the wife of the Hades and together she rule the underworld.

Ruby let out a heavy sigh. “We did, but Jessica thought maybe there was more to it than just framing her. These ancient goddesses had magic and power in their own right, and she thinks maybe they were legends born of extremely powerful witches. Or maybe they’re actual goddesses that we can appeal to for our own magical needs.” I ran a hand through my hair. “Who did she think you were associated with, then?” “There’s a goddess named Vesta who is associated with the home hearth and an eternal fire.”

The grand halls of Olympus echoed with the distant sounds of divine life as the young godling explored her new home. Sunlight streamed through the colossal columns, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Her bare feet padded softly across polished marble floors, each step filled with a mixture of wonder and slight apprehension. From atop Mount Olympus, the familiar voice of Hera called out warmly. "My dear one! Come join me for breakfast. I've prepared something special." Her tone was laced with maternal affection, a stark contrast to the tension that often hung heavy between her and Zeus.

I asked, and the king nodded. "The one who gave you that story is not an old man. She is also a legendary goddess. She is half-vampire and half-werewolf. Her name is Trinity. " The king said. "How did you know her, father?" Sophie asked. "Because she is my younger sister. She's Trinity Monteverde." said the king "If she's our auntie, how come we don't know about her existence?" Sophie asked. "Because she lives in a faraway place that even I have never been to," said the king.

Asteria. “The gods have heard your plea. They have answered. I Queen Asteria, Queen of the sirens and daughter of the God Poseidon, grant your wish.” Asteria turns to look at me and nods her head. When she slams the trident into the floor, the energy bursts, sending us all flying across the room. Asteria was the only one standing tall.

The way that Hestia was eating, that they saw for the first time, was elegant and very lady- like— that some of the girls did whisper about her title being the 'Ice Queen' a well- deserved title indeed. "Wow, Hestia, where did you learn to eat like that?" Arthur asked with much curiosity in his voice as he leaned in and observed more on how Hestia eats her meal. Then Excami leaned in too as she was also curious; after all, there was little to none of a thing that is known about Hestia; she is an enigma to be solved.

Perhaps it has something to do with the fact I have been so long-standing that temptation finally snapped his restraint. I have been the longest-standing goddess since the likes of Selene and Aphrodite... Hestia. You know, the first gens that lived with him. The ones that have come to pass or have retired from their roles, handing down their duties and gifts to the next generation. I suppose that's half of what Zeus has been doing. He gave his lightning to Theseus and his ability to move stars and planets to goddess Astrata. Could he be coming to the end of his life?

Iris shook her head vigorously, and both laughed for a second, but again silence swarmed in the room like clouds. "You know, Theia," Iris gently kissed her daughter's temple, "they say it's not wise to name your daughter after the names of the gods. But I did it anyway, you know why?" Athena shook her head, indicating her curiosity. “Because Athena symbolizes love, intellect, and battle strategy,” she sighed deeply. “I always thought you were my little fighter. Maybe I shouldn’t have named you after her, and you wouldn’t have had these many struggles in your life.”

The houses around me are getting bigger and more luxurious the more we ride up the mountain. Right before we reach the summit, Hermes steers Agape into a road that turns left. “You are meeting Hecate, Selene and Nix at Nix’ place, but I can’t follow you on the last road to Nix’ house. She banned me from the entire street after our last party. You take the next road to your right and keep riding until you see a silver and black gate, it’ll swing open when you approach. Agafya will wait for you until you are finished here and she will find me when you want to go home.” Hermes says, riding off into the sunset and throwing a kiss over his shoulder, leaving me guessing in who Nix and Hecate are.

she said as her tears fall continuously. "We've been waiting for you to come home." Ana Mae stared at the man standing behind her real mother. "How silly of I, I forgot to introduce you to everyone," Aphrodite chuckled. "This is your father, Hephaestus the God of fire and blacksmith," she introduced her husband to their daughter. Hephaestus wasn't able to stop himself from crying and hugging his daughter. He rushed towards her and gave her a warm hug which made Ana Mae flattered.