Griffin Mythical Animal Novels & Stories

And so I wait, any moment now. But it doesn’t happen and soon, the car comes to a pause in front of a large gate that slides open after a few seconds, rolling down a long driveway, around a fountain spraying water, there is a marble statue of a lion with wings? A griffin I think, mid roar and spitting out water from two wicked looking fangs. I think a creature like that is called a chimera, which I know from my time watching Teen Wolf.

“Brown Slayers. It’s because northerners value reason and science so much that they sometimes forget the spiritual side of things. Shamans from the south remind us about that spirituality. And as you might have heard, brown Slayers have the talent of zoopathy, the ability to speak with land animals.” “Land animals? But Griffin’s a bird.” “It doesn’t matter. Beasts and fowls, those are the animal brothers of brown Slayers. Just give it a try. Tell the shaman the message you wish to convey to your pet.” Although it felt awkward to be passing a message for a bird, no matter how like a brother Griffin was, Temujin did as he was advised. The shaman then touched Griffin’s thick neck feathers and b

After you had found your other three wounded animals, you began your work on creating them, and then you named them. The Griffen was a mix of lion, eagle, and bear. The Basilisk, you once said you had read about that, and it was a European legend. The Basilisk is a serpentine creature that bears resemblance to the Gorgons of Greek myth. You learned that the Basilisks are also sometimes called the kings of serpents. This particular creature can kill with just one look. Demarion paused, then a smile cracked; however, your serpentine creature seems to enjoy the flair for the dramatics as well.

Eight year old Athena's pov I was returning to my home after long tiring day of school, I was about to turn to my usual path but I heard faint noises from the opposite route of a granny screaming and struggling? I immediately ran in the opposite direction to see what was happening, after 5-7 minutes of running finally the granny came into picture. She was struggling to snatch back her purse from the two road side robbers who were troubling her. "Yah!! What are you doing to her?" I yelled at them. They turned their heads towards me chuckling "Aww what are you gonna do baby bitch?" One of them said smirking and again turning towards the granny troubling her. "Mind your language. " I said and i

Curious, Andrea watched the girl as she drew the cover off a cage and opened the door. Her eyes widened as she saw what was inside. “Is that...a baby griffin?” The animal had the head and wings of a bird of prey, but the body of a white lion. It squawked sleepily as the girl handed it over and then cuddled into Andrea’s arms as if they were old friends. Ellipse smiled fondly at it. “A very rare animal this far south. The white ones are especially prized. They are very good with children, but fierce protectors. Your children will not lack for a guardian all the days of their lives.”

Why was my love life so frustrating? "Have you noticed how the grass isn't itchy like regular grass?" I was wanting to keep topics on the tour. "The griffins who live here have an oil on their skin that coats the grass and makes it velvety. It's been like that for so long that the grass grows like that naturally now. And the color is like a turquoise mineral." I was feeling more at peace as we walked along. I turned and stretched my hands up. "Look, it's a griffin nest," I whispered. "And around the family are the flowers I mentioned. They're magnificent!"

}} [ that dear one was the cries of my children, the lake is made up of tears of those who lost loved ones in one way or the other before their time, the orbs you see are wandering souls of those who have died before meeting their destined and are stuck here roaming and searching for all eternity, I do not wish that for you Hayden or for any of my children, I have spend milleniums looking on as my children lost their lives foolishly for naught, it pains me and it haunts me to see how far my creations have strayed from their purpose ] {{ Then what must I do to get my mate that was stolen back? }} [ fear not, all is not lost, I have a child a blessed and chosen child that is assisting the Cres

I was about to close my eyes when I felt soft feathers that fetch me up. I open my eyes abruptly, and I saw a creature with a head and wings of an eagle and a body of a lion. It puts me at its back, as of cue, it spreads its wings and glides through the wind despite the heavy atmosphere. Soon enough, I heard its voice inside my head as I slowly drift into slumber. 'I am the Griffin of Anemestiras, and I am The Guardian of the Wind.'

Without his or Diana’s knowledge, monsters were born on the riverbed from a bubble, a pair of serpopards and another pair of griffins sat underneath the waters. Serpopards had long neck like a serpent’s with a head of a lion and each had a lioness body. Whereas the griffins, they had four limbs like an eagle, a body like a bird’s, an eagle head with ears like those of a horse and on their back, a pair of big wings. They were sitting still on the riverbed waiting to be summoned to rise from the River Nile waters and attack their enemies. As for now, they were gaining some more strength for the battle.

Their lethality was three times more than the ordinary muscle-brained skinwalkers. Solyeah bobbed her head. Somehow, she could understand Alpha Alexander. Everyone in this world knew that the only race who could truly commandeer a griffin was elven folks. The scattered knowledge was only due to the fact that there were stowaway elves who wished to bring harm to the elven race and seek benefits from other races. Griffins were rare creatures that only had a hatchling every couple of years, which made their population the rarest even compared among all the elven creatures—and that was saying something. As they passed the Werewolf Committee’s Territory and entered the Crescent Pack’s hemisphere,