Griffins Mythical Novels & Stories

the man said terrified, falling down to his knees with his hands clasps. "That was the made from the only flock of griffins left in the entire world. Trix furrowed her brow. He spoke words, yet all she heard was genocide coming out. "And you call me filth," she retorted, sending a deadly silence throughout the entire party.

“The Council army will get here by tomorrow and they’ll retake the castle. If they’re needed, within a week, the armies of the whole kingdom will gather here. You’ll die a terrible death!” At that moment, the griffon dived from the sky, ripping the ghostly shield of the Dark with its claws. The claws of this winged beast with an eagle’s head and a lion’s body were really dangerous. And more so when strengthened by the greenish magic of a druid connected to it – completely death-dealing.

He was technically still a possible mate, so maybe him finding me wasn’t the worst thing. “Darius Timms. And you are?” “Hazel Ellis.” I covered the distance between us, leaning toward him so our bodies nearly touched. His eyes shifted as he didn’t back down from the challenge. “What are you, Darius?” “Griffin.” His grin grew. A griffin, like a mystical creature? Lion body, eagle head… something like that? “Can you fly?” I checked, my inner daredevil surfacing. There was a reason I rode a motorcycle, and it wasn’t for the safety.

I look down at the Omega on my feet, now begging for me to spare her life. I raised my gaze to the crowd. Eyes from strangers and my very own pack members glowered down at me, waiting to see how I would react. Deep down, I sneered at how ridiculous that world was. I am Morana Griffins, born from one of the most respected packs known for rearing great warriors—the Golden Warriors. We met during the training collaboration between my pack and The Shadowridge Pack.

"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."

"We were not able to leave the place since we got there using our special abilities as angels and grim reapers. The only way to leave that place is to jump into the sea or create a sailboat." During their scouting earlier, they've encountered a family of griffins nesting near a cliff. The woman showed them the photographs of the creatures that are not supposed to live in this world. Griffins and sylphs are creatures of heaven and only in heaven. Phoenix and gorgons resides in hell. A dragon is a guardian that lives only in shadows as it takes care of other thing that does not belong in the land of the living, in hell, or in heaven, though, they usually shows themselves in hell. What sent shi

"It has an eagle's head and wings but it's body , it's a lion's body. What kind of creature is this?" It's my first time to see such creature and I can't hide the fact that I'm nervous. I felt my heart beating so fast. Leanna run towards us carrying her sword. "It's a mythical beast called Griffin. I've never seen one before but according to the books I've read, it has the head and wings of an eagle and the body of a lion. It's literally the same with this creature we're seeing now. So I'm sure it's a Griffin!" Leanna explained while panting.

More confident, obviously preparing to ask an important question. “Those creatures, back at the pack, what were they?” Ah, I knew it. I knew she was going to ask this. With a sigh, I leaned back against my chair, contemplating if I indeed wanted to release this information to her. But after further thinking, I realized one of these days, she would get her hands on this information, so why not just tell her now? “Shadow griffins.” Cana’s brows furrowed. “Shadow…gryphons? What…what are those?”

Instead of sticking to that dud, she’d rather receive knowledge. “No, they aren’t. There are many kinds of creatures here. There are harpies, ruled by the Harpy Queen, Orcs led by the Orc Lord, and even griffins protected by the Griffin King.” Delores answered smoothly, her expression unchanged as she spoke of the monarchs of the various races. Klie didn’t find her disinterest surprising given that she was someone that regarded dragons are mere lizards. How could such a person care about orcs and harpies. What Kylie did find interesting though were the griffins.

He was the lupine equivalent of the minotaur, and I doubted that any woman—deity or not—would want such a creature as a lover. But going out for dinner with Ophois was still better than selling my hair to Demeter’s faerie. Griff made a choking noise, sounding like the sand was traveling to the back of his throat. “All right,” I said, my voice a rasp. “But you’re going to help us rescue our pack and steal back those crystals.” “Splendid.” He gave me another lick on the knuckles. “I will send you a selection of garments at a time of my choosing.”