Heracles Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

The man stumbled on the ground cursing her whole being. "SORRY!" They Yelled in unison, taking multiple turns, they finally slowed down in a valley covered with luscious green grass and a canopy of white scattering clouds. "Zee stop. I can't run anymore." Hadiya said panting as they reached an open field, a river flowed down at a little distance. It was vast with uneven surface giving away the fact that it was one of those hilly fields in the area. A stream flowed by singing songs of it's existence as the waves crashed against eachother struggling against the shore.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

If only it was too easy to concentrate on her work and stop remembering things. Finally the son of a god had found out that he also needed a goddess to feel himself completed. The Son of Hades was finally a God. He had found his queen, his master mind, his last piece, his soul mate, and his goddess. And he was going to put her under his rules, of course, not before she put him under hers.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

The room fell silent as everyone was waiting to hear what the two men would have to do this time. "We have a special treat for you this time. Since my bride to be is the new oracle. I would like to give a nod to the proud oracle heritage. It is said that after Hercules went mad and killed his two sons, he went to the oracle and asked what he could do to atone for his wrong doings. She sent him to his cousin King Eurystheus, where the king would set him 12 impossible tasks. Now, my friends, we do not have time for these men to complete all twelve. I would like to have my honeymoon sometime this year." The King said waggling his eyebrows, and looking back at Amaris. The vampires let ou

Euryale lashed out at him and Hermes doubled back and did not catch what Stheno was doing after she had sent multiple snakes coursing through the ground. The god of speed was suddenly hit from below. The ground below him ruptured and snakes rapidly began to coil around his legs, tightly fastening and holding him down like what an anchor does to a ship. His arms began to sparkle and was about to strike at the snakes but Euryale whacked him across the face. Stheno hissed and more snakes grabbed at the god’s arms, viciously pulling them down. “Look at you now!” the Gorgon hissed close to his ear and Hermes became the recipient of a wet slobbering after Stheno went on to lick his face.

Then, he leapt into the air, claws gleaming like poisonous weapons going for Zeus. Time slowed. Zeus's eyes snapped open, bloodshot and flickering between red and green, his claws unfurling and retracting as though his powers weren't in his control anymore. Just when Gerald was inches from him, Zeus flicked his wrist, and the monster was hurled backward by a sudden force of energy, crashing against the cage wall at the other side. His skin sizzled, the sickening stench filling the air. Zeus's witch power. But then a guttural growl ripped from Zeus's throat as he staggered back, falling on one knee, his shoulders slacking as though he was losing control of his body as well.

she cried. Hades's face hardened instantly for there was nothing she could do to prevent what was going to happen. Once they entered the throne hall, sure enough, she found her nephew Hermes, the messenger god, approaching. His hair tumbled from the wind and the wings on his ankles still fluttering from the speed of his coming.

Just as he was about to take a sip, Hela appeared behind Ares with her hands on her hips. "Big broooooo!!!! Is Big Bro taking Grey out for drinks again?!" ** Grey entered the Zeus—Corp building. The name Zeus was a joke created by Ares based on his and Hela's characters. According to Ares, he was the god of war, and Hela was the mother of the gods, so it was fitting for his company to have the name of the king of gods.

Hekate's laughs bubbled like water in a caldron, "He goes by many names. But he was born Orion-as he will die Orion." "Who is he?" "Someone who has been trying to destroy what my sisters and I created," She growls like a wolf. The smokey mist around her sharpens into little pin-like hackles as she rages, "Orion was once a man...a man gifted with powers and strength. He was a hero among people and a devout servant of the immortals. And he was made immortal himself after falling in love with one of these gods." "Wait...is this the Orion from Greek mythology?" I look at Ariella, "This is sounding a little like those books you loved reading-"