Greek Myths Names

Soulmates. Everyone, between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, would have the names of their soulmates appear on their left or right wrist in a light grey ink that turned red when you meet them. Should your soulmates die then their name would turn white. *** *** Luca stood staring down at the water below him as he stood on the thick cement railing of the bridge. Looking down at his wrists he traced the names Williams Roswell and Jedidiah Roswell, the names of his soulmates who he had yet to meet. “I’m sorry,” He sobbed. “I can’t do it anymore. You both will be better off without me, you don’t need me… I’m nothing…”. “Goodbye.” He dropped his hands to his sides and took a deep breath then jumped in.

Clara Thorpe, a fresher in Easton University, is just settling in when she cross paths with Lucian Storme. Suddenly, she is caught up in a world of gods and myths, and life and death. Clara is catapulted into the intrigues of a world that threatens her life, and may shatter her heart. Marooned amidst danger, violence, and passion, Clara learns her only chance of safety lies in Lucian Storme, a loner acting as an assistant professor in her department.

"Truly, I am dangerous but it is nothing for you to fear." He said, tossing away the head of the vampire he had just yanked out and was still dripping with blood, while he moved closer to her. "Why?" She asked, trying her best to sound bold. "Because I am yours." *** Maybe if someone had showed Ivy what the future would hold if she decided to go to a nightclub a night before her arranged wedding, throw the word 'mine' to the first greek god she sees and have a one night stand with that stupidly rich greek god, maybe she would have just accepted her fate, stayed home and gone to her arranged wedding in the morning to pay up her father's debt. But no fortune teller had warned her and so she did all the above. Now here comes the consequences. Some are bad, some are spicy and some are just mysteriously unexpected.

A descendant of one of the victims of the Salem Witch Trials in 1692, Genevieve is trying to cope with her ever-increasing powers in a modern world where Witches are supposed to be myths and magic doesn't exist. Still reeling from the unexpected death of her bestfriend and the sudden appearance of a handsome stranger, will she manage to find out the truth that is hiding just beneath the surface? That is until a handsome stranger enters her life and opens her eyes to her past, present and future.

All her life she thought she was a human because of the lies they fed her, but now she has been returned to her own kind. A kind she thought only existed in myths and a kind she thought she would never embrace. This is an action-packed fantasy story of Tanisha's journey of how she unravels the mystery behind her true identity and her fight to claim what is rightfully hers.

For years, myths and legends about the Underworld revolved around the earth. The darkest, most horrible place you could ever think of. But they were just myths and legends, carvings of ancient stories. No, Hades -God of the Underworld- did not exist. No, there wasn't anyone who could rule a place like that. No, a mere person could not radiate fear and darkness. No, millions of souls certainly would never kneel down before just one person. That's what every single one of them believed in. Unless, he was an immortal of course. Like Hayden Stone. Ava Bensen, like every other sane human, did not believe in such stuff. Yes, she had a perfect life -or at least, that's what her parents wanted her to believe in. Rich parents. Beautiful looks. Caring best friends. Everything was perfect. But sometimes, people forget how perfection is just a fancy form of fear. Fear, that kills hundreds of people each day. Fear, that everyone despised and stayed away from. Fear, that could take form of the Furies, the deadliest creatures of the Underworld. Ava didn't know that. She didn't know what was coming her way. Not until she died. For real.

I never believed vampires existed. They were only myths created for entertainment and scaring little children. That belief began wavering when I met the man who could change the color of his eyes at will. After several encounters, I stopped believing that it was just a coincidence and that he really had Supernatural abilities- abilities that vampires were rumored to have. What if I had been wrong all these years? What if Vampires did exist?

People say I have the face of a greek god and a personality of a gentlemen. But trust me when I say, I also have a heart of steel and a mindset of a psycho. That's why when you see me, don't fall for my looks, just run. I, might just kill you.

Warning, this book contains some mature content which is rated 18+ ******** Eugene Ari Darian, a name meaning well-born, superior and Gift is a Greek god who knows nothing about his father. He's filled with emptiness and even after eons, he still feels the same. The only source of comfort he has is his mother who visits once or twice a month from Mount Olympus.

Conri supported Melissa in accomplishing her purpose in life by being marked and mated by the alpha wolf of the Fridolf Pack. Everything seemed perfect, too perfect to be true. An eclipse was slated to take place on the 21st day of the sixth month of the year which was meant to be the crowning of Melissa as The Luna Wolf but something mysterious happened on that day. There was a clash between the goddess of motherhood and the Greek goddess of the moon.