Half Man Half Horse Greek God Novels & Stories

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

“You have created your sin-eaters. What is new?” “I rather think you would be very interested in knowing that there is a semi sin-eater. You know, like how the Gods loved to hook up with humans and ended up with demi-Gods?” Hades knew what she was talking about. Hercules was among the demi-Gods. But what on earth is a semi sin-eater and why is he existing? He kept it to himself. Persephone might be cunning but Hades was experienced and smart. “Well, there is one now.”

If someone like a god was punished, would it be a serious sin? Being a bookworm, Stelle has read lots of books. That included the books about gods like the Roman and the Greek gods, including the gods in Norse mythology. And one of the things that Stelle learned about them is that they like to mate with humans, and produced half-god and half-human offspring which is called a ‘demi-god’. Of course, these all are just a myth.

She grabbed it and languidly lifted it up. It was a picture of Hades. He was truly a Greek god with a clean cut and precise features, a well-built body, and inexpressive emerald eyes. This man was dangerously gorgeous. This was the kind of face that every woman would dream of but inexplicably perilous to fall for.

Why did he have to be so insanely handsome? "Some are. Some were created. There is actually a grain of truth in those greek tales you've read. I am one of the birthed ones. My parents were Janus and Mera. The god of portals and beginnings and the black hound goddess, also known as the goddess of darkness and terror," he said with a calm and unbothered tone, taking another sip from his glass. "They've both moved on to their celestial cycles," he added with a shrug and her brows furrowed, remembering what miss Nancy had told her about them. Their so-called deaths, along with his wife's.

Ghost gave a low laugh. "What I believe is that you, when you awaken your spiritual sides, will be a hybrid. Someone who has more than one spiritual side and from different races." Ghost turned towards me. "Throughout the history of this plane, there have been some very exceptional people who were like that. These beings were considered Semi-Gods... Examples are Hercules, Achilles, Odysseus, and many others." I bowed my head, that's a lot for someone who was only a slave a short time ago... No matter how much I've evolved, how can I be someone with so much power?

I asked him, my hands playing with his cold ones as I tried to rub my warm ones on his to make them warm. "11," I almost screamed at the number. "11 babes?" I exclaimed incredulously, "you must be out of your mind, Abigor," I laughed, "3 at most." He chuckled, only placing a kiss on my cheek, "I love how you think you have a choice," before I could respond he easily brought up a different matter, "tell me, my Aphrodite, have you ever rode a steed?" he asked me and I shook my head. "No, Abigor, I have not. Horse riding is a dangerous sport only reserved for men."

Hades gazed up at the handsome man who was fluttering his beautiful wings. “Malikul Afdal. Shadow’s future husband.” His barn red eyes flicked at them. Malikul Afdal. It was the famous name mentioned by Shadow. The myth. “You are her lover.” Dionysus bit his plump lips. “One point to the Dionysus, the wine god. Where are your thyrsus?” He clapped his hands with those mad eyes tilted at them. It was a rhetorical question so, Dionysus didn't answer him.

He looks very serious, looks like he’s going to kill those unknown with his sharp looks. I think I’ve seen them before, in a book or on the internet. I do guess they are centaurs, a half human, half horse mythical creature. They have the body of a horse and the torso, head, and arms of a man. They were considered to be the children of Iion, king of the Lapiths, and Nephele, a cloud made in the image of Hera. “Hey Moha.” I whispered. “Why?” He asked. “I think I do know what they are.” I said.