Griffins Mythical Novels & Stories

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

Legend has it that the harpy likes to steal the bodies of the dead, spread a bad smell and poison food in the villages it passes 4.Griffin The griffin is a legendary animal that has the wings of an eagle and the feet of a lion. It is called the largest bird and is a very sacred animal to the god Apollo and the griffin is also the guardian animal of the sun. This creature was seen during the Minoan civilization (2700-1450 BC) 5. Werewolves

I said without hesitation. “Are there any more griffins in the sky?” asked the leader of the hadad, and Selene shook her head. “Let's hurry before a real massacre spreads. When a flock of griffins dies, hundreds appear in the air, as if the death of the first griffins finally awakens the others.” I believed the fairy. They had slept for many years, but they were among the first creatures to populate the world and had faced a variety of species that were now extinct. It was madness, complete madness.

For the griffins to come to her aid without being forced. "I am sorry, but I don't know the answer, princess." Yael’s expression was apologetic. "Back in the day, there was no answer as well. That's why even since a long time ago, phoenix witches aren't that fond of calling upon the griffins for help. Calling the griffins are always the last resort for us in wars because they drain too much energy from us.”

The Griffins had gathered those gems from around the world, offering them to her as tribute. Over the past 300 years, she never stopped having the griffins search the world for mystic treasures and spirit stones. During the early years, they were gathering troves of ideal cultivation materials, helping her unseal her pineal gland and improving her cultivation—even forming her own private army of cultivators.

The griffin, its golden feathers catching the shimmering light, strutted proudly beside them, a symbol of their arrival and perhaps, a bridge between their world and this one. As they walked, the figure explained the history of Aethel, a hidden haven for a race of beings known as the Luminians. Legends spoke of a portal that connected their world to another, a portal guarded by a loyal griffin. William's obsession, his desperate search, had finally borne fruit.

Growing more curious, I began to move forward in an attempt to peek inside, only to run into Tristan, who was coming out with a set of reigns in his hand. Stopping in place, I looked on with wide eyes as a large beast with the head and upper body of an eagle and the lower body of a lion emerged from within. "This..." I stammered, lifting a hand to my mouth in awe. "Griffins!" "That's right." Tristan beamed, beginning to make his way towards me. "Beautiful, isn't it?" "I almost forgot that they existed here!" As I took in the beast, flashes of my past experience with them began to appear. Having ridden with Vladimier and being held tightly in his arms as he guided the creature through the air

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.

For the first part of the duel between Moe and Trisha, Myra was tempted to power Moe up, there was enough reason why she had that feeling, Moe was being beaten heavily by Trisha who seemed to be in a rage that someone dared to challenge her and the only thing which stayed Myra’s hand was the fact that Moe didn’t seem too bothered by Trisha show of strength. Myra understood better when Trisha started to be tired, her burst of energy being exhausted, that was when Moe started. They all had forgotten the race which Moe came from, a shifting animal whose normal counterparts had gone extinct and was now seen as mythical, a griffin who was just as majestic as a dragon. And also a battle animal. Mo

“Why would I trust a griffin? That’s like kissing a snake.” “I know my people don’t really appear friendly, but I’m different. I mean it.” “Different my ass.” Azura crossed her arms over her chest, glaring daggers at the lady. She sounded sincere, but I would not fall for her tricks just like that. Father had warned me about griffins and for the first time, I was going to listen to him. They were dangerous creatures and I wouldn’t care if they were wiped out of existence. “Why should I trust you?”