Greek Myths Orpheus Novels & Stories

He gave me a soft smile, making me return a shy smile. “You know, in Greek mythology, Althaia was the Queen of Calydon, and a woman of fierce passion. She is celebrated in an ancient story about the fate of her son, Meleager. When he was born, the Moirai, or the Fates in English, came to foretell his future, and they predicted he would die as soon as one of the sticks in the fireplace burned out completely. When Althaia heard that, she pulled the stick from the fire, put the fire out, and hid it in a safe place.”

He took her hand, "Your hand is cold. After you go in, have a cup of tea first. You fell into the lake today, so you have to be extra careful to not catch a cold. It'll be uncomfortable if you get sick." "Got it. You're so long-winded." She walked forward. He smiled, "I think you're just jealous of my eloquence. Acting like Zephyrus?" She paused. In Greek mythology, the God of the West Wind, Zephyrus, was infatuated with Hyacinthus. Hyacinthus was a very beautiful Spartan prince and lover of the god Apollo.

Another killer, how subtle. "Apparently, that was Achilles future bride." "What?" "As soon as Gerasimus dropped dead, they crowned Achilles as new ruler and wed him to a woman named Achlys," Orion said, "I stayed long enough to try and get a glimpse of her face but she had on a sort of helmet that prevented her from being seen. All that was visible was her hair, which was short and was white as snow." Achlys. A name of the goddess that meant sorrow itself. "And the Ares Familias then? What did they do after?"

Wes asked. “Visiting the oracles,” he answered. “The oracles? Like… Ancient Greece, Oedipus Rex, oracle at Delphi oracles??” I asked, my voice raising. “Yes,” Harrison answered. My jaw hit the floor. Wesley laughed and placed his finger under my chin to close my mouth. “I told you, all the stories are based on truth,” he chuckled. “And Doctor Russo is right. The werewolf oracles in Greece can talk to Selene sometimes. If Selene wishes to speak to them. They may be able to find the answers we need.”

“Can we get on with the training, please?” Ophois laughed. “So proper on the outside, but you have the heart of a huntress.” I squeezed my eyes shut and gave myself a mental kick for not remaining silent. Up until Demeter had mentioned this guy’s name, I’d only ever heard of the major Egyptian gods: Isis, Osiris, Anubis, Ra. Ophois called himself the Opener of the Way, but what if he was really the Egyptian god of mischief? Or discord? Or the anti-cupid who liked to break up fated mates?

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

"Be careful, Ria." Cryx and I, and the others have our own codes basing on Greek and Roman Mythology. Right now, I based it on the glory of Greece, the Illiad by Homer. The Battle between the Acaeans (Greeks) and the Trojans. During their conquer of Chryse, a town allied with Troy, the Greeks captured Chryseis and Briseis. Agamemnon took Chryseis as his crowning glory while Achilles took Briseis. When Chryseis' father learned of this, he offered a magnanimous sacrifice to the god Apollo for his daughter's safe return. Agamemnon then conspired to take Briseis away from Achilles and offer her as remuneration. This will allow Cryx to decipher that there is danger nearby and they plan to take Br

He didn’t want her to be stronger. Something was going on, and Father wasn’t telling anyone. So I made my own move and tried to find the answer. Until it fell on me. I met Cordelia, the right hand of Orpheus. Orpheus was the immortal seer of the underworld. She could see the future, but she couldn’t remember it afterward, so she needed someone to be with her whenever she had her readings. So Cordelia knew everything. Since I was the Prince of Lust, I never had any problem making her fall for my allure. I succeeded when no one had. Because the next thing I knew, I was already fucking her and extracting information from her.

Orpheus is said to be the son of the god Apollo, a son of Zeus, and the muse Calliope, a daughter of Zeus. He is from Thrace. When he is young, his father gives him a stringed instrument called a lyre, and Orpheus turns out to be such a gifted musician that no mortal can resist the sound of his music. His gift seems to be divine. In fact, his voice and playing are so beautiful that not even an immortal can resist his music, and even trees are said to move themselves in order to come closer to him while he plays.

Jet said as he finished his plate of pasta. “There are rumors that the original vampire is still alive, but there isn’t a single documentation about it.” I said looking over at my books. “Who is the original vampire?” Jet asked leaning back. “His name was Orpheus. The book said that Orpheus’s wife, found a witch and that witch gave him some potion. It had a bad affect or something because it turned him into a killing machine. Orpheus ended up killing his wife, Eleanor, and turning his three children, Cassius, Estella and Andreas.”