Griffin Mythological Novels & Stories

“How are you able to control a griffin?”, he asks, glaring at me. “I don’t.”, I simply put it. “Bull!”, he screams. “It’s not, but whatever.”, I say. “Who in their right mind wouldn’t want to control a griffin?”, he says. “Griffins are free, by controlling them, they’re not.”, I state. “Don’t be stupid, you control griffin. People worship and fear you.”, he says with a smirk.

Theria made a clawing motion on the word bestial. “Yeah. It’s like we are becoming one.” “The anchor’s job is to help make the separation easier. Once the anchor is chosen, it is for life, because griffins mate for life. Do you understand? Archon may be a spirit, but when it chose the griffin form, it also took on all of the griffin's traits, and habits.” “So I am looking for the rest of my life?” Warren tried to wrap his mind around the concept. “Yes, I am afraid so.”

"I had sent you a gift. Go to Nam for it, and I'm off to a short trip. Don't contact me or else I'll end you!" -Gwen. She wrote the letter and opened the sliding door to the balcony to the backyard covered with a lush growth of trees. She whistled a high-pitched tone, and a huge Gryphon appeared in front of her. Anyone who would see this scene in front of them would probably have a stroke or go into shock. Gryphons are known as the epitome of goodness. They can not tolerate evil, and anything that is evil will perish or weaken in their presence, and a creature as such was never seen to wander the earth after the great war centuries ago along with the other majestic and mythical creatures wit

"Griffiths are only a myth! They don't exist! Stop being ridiculous!" My curiosity grew and I turned to Luis. "What's a Griffith?" Luis took a deep breath before speaking. "It's a mythical creature with large wings, a body of a lion, and the hooves of a horse. It's said to be the most powerful creature in existence, but no one has ever seen it."

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

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

“Especially when it’s new.” Lilith swallows. “The Moon Goddess chose her.” “She chose someone,” I correct gently. “That doesn’t mean the outcome can’t have consequences.” “You shouldn’t say that.” “Why?” I ask. “Because it’s forbidden? Or because it scares people?” Lilith rubs her arms. “Griffin won’t even talk to me anymore.” “He’s wrapped up in her,” I say. “And whatever came with her.” She stands suddenly. “I need air.”

I told him, "I will bring the information to everyone inside and tell them you are here." I get back in the conference room and remembered, "I thought of someone else who could help. Their king is here now." King Fenris asked, "Who is that?" I smiled, "Gryphon. King of the Mythical and real animals. The animal kingdom kills sirens all the time. Gryphon said that they won't be a problem for his animals. He thinks the bats can disorient the vampires." King Fenris smiled and said, "Get him in here." I laughed, "Gryphon! Come on in!" Selene teleported him in. I greeted, "King Gryphon, let me introduce you to our allies!"

It felt a perfect fit and he had slept every night holding her in that position, nestled together. Felix also taught Athena further on Roman and Greek mythology, including pointing out the different types of nymphs that were sneakily hidden in and amongst the mosaics depicting friendly woodland scenes. These were beings who lived to tease and manipulate humans and gods, sometimes falling in love with them, sometimes chasing them to the ends of the earth to capture the man they wanted.

I put a pack and a blanket on its back, like I’d seen in some old western movies. It was Chicken’s turn. I wondered if he’d request me to create a chicken or a bucket of fried chicken. Instead, he said, “How about a griffin?” “A griffin?” I repeated, thinking I’d been told not to make mythological creatures. He nodded. My eyes went to Jaye, and since she didn’t tell me not to, I morphed the donkey into a griffin but decided he needed to stay on the ground. I didn’t want to be responsible for him flying around wreaking havoc.