Hephaestus's Novels & Stories

"Now they're leaves in the wind, with a touch of humidity... As if they were leaves blown by the winds of a storm that's brewing." "Yours have changed too, they still look like a field of flowers, but this time, the flower that catches my eye the most is almost forgotten... I had to look in my archives and also in my safe... It was very difficult, as I only have a single seed that hasn't bloomed." Ghost replied, approaching me. "The flower is called the Flames of Hephaestus. They say they were created from the sparks of God's hammer when it meets the anvil." I turned my face towards Lycan, curious about the information.

Reinlief kept looking at the door to Hephaestus's inner room with a furrowed brow. "What is it old friend?" Atlas asked upon noticing his friend's silence. "I don't know. Something just feels off." ******** Hephaestus rushed into his bathroom once his door was locked. Black blood gushed out of his mouth and into his sink. His face was pale and his forehead filled with sweat. He vomited blood for a while, until there was nothing more to bring out. "I don't have much time left; but I should be able to easily create a Stimulant for Zeus," Hephaestus mumbled and pulled up his sleeve to reveal his previously concealed arm and shoulder.

“Well they are for my new home. That much I could tell you. Uncle Hephaestus is coming soon” “Really?? It’s been a while since I last saw him” “Yes, me too. You will meet him though when he comes over to the pack.” “Um is your uncle the same Hephaestus am thinking? The god of dwellings, furnishing and weapons?” Matthews cut in “He’s the one Matt. If he’s coming then I know Chaos is about to do something drastic” Kiara replied in an excited tone “Luna you promised not to do anything drastic” Matthews said

He explained, beckoning me forward. He helped me put them on, handling both my hands and the gauntlets with care like he was scared he would break either. The runes and patterns lit up again, the gauntlet shifting and expanding till it was a perfect fit, covering my elbow down to the tip of my fingers. "You have the flames of Hestia's hearth at your command. Hephaestus grants you the ability to make weapons out of metals you touch, resilience and heat resistance." Bama explained.

Hectate Aphrodite and Dimitri told us about one of the warriors and his daughter within the pack and how he resembled Dominick and himself greatly. We were all shocked, and when they showed us what they looked like, I could see Dominick in both of them. I was the only one to remember what we had planned and what really happened that day. I had kept my word and not told anyone, but every now and then, Hephaestus would look at me like he was trying to remember something important. Lillyana told me that the spell would never wear off, but I wonder if that is not true for us gods. I guess time will tell. I decided to do a bit of research on my own to see if I could figure out anything abou

she said as her tears fall continuously. "We've been waiting for you to come home." Ana Mae stared at the man standing behind her real mother. "How silly of I, I forgot to introduce you to everyone," Aphrodite chuckled. "This is your father, Hephaestus the God of fire and blacksmith," she introduced her husband to their daughter. Hephaestus wasn't able to stop himself from crying and hugging his daughter. He rushed towards her and gave her a warm hug which made Ana Mae flattered.

“I guess. So long as we both remain alert I see no problem in giving you some answers now.” “Well okay then. Firstly, where exactly are we? I’m guessing that its the standard we’re not on Earth anymore situation?” “That guess would be correct. We are, hopefully, somewhere in the Kingdom of Everaya in the Realm known as Hephaestia.” “Hephaestia? Would that be any relation to the Greek god Hephaestus?” “Well look who is smarter than she looks. You are correct. The god Hephaestus created this realm. All realms are created by a god, the humans from your realm managed to get at least that correct.”

My whole body trembled as I scooped her up in my arms not knowing what to say or do. My only mate whom I have waited for decades and prayed for the moon goddess to give me is in the worst kind of situation I’ve ever witnessed. Surely, death is the easiest punishment for all of them! Slowly, I turned around to the pale Hephaestus, my eyes burning with anger. “Who on the fuckin earth did this?! Tell me now!”

It was just so hard for her to stay furious at him. He gently pressed his head against her stomach, his lips tenderly grazing the bump. "Hello, sweet peas," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection. The babies within responded with a flurry of kicks, causing a surge of emotions to wash over Athena once more. Tears welled up in her eyes as she listened to his endearing words.

He had a little gray in his hair and an ever-present smile on his face. Fire God, also the God of Craftsmen, Hephaestus. He was an easy-going person and the gentlest among the 12 gods. Moreover, he was a doctor by profession. He was always helping and saving others. The last screen displayed a woman with a rather sexy and hot body. She had big wavy brown hair, a high nose bridge, and delicate facial features. She was noble, mature, and elegant. At this moment, she was dressed in a pale golden dress.