Hermes Mythology Novels & Stories

HERA "Hera, there's a demon here." I was having a glaring battle with Nami when Selene whispered in my ear and I arched my left eyebrow before tearing my gaze away from the bunny and shifted to her, I saw how serious her face was, she, along with Ivana,Ceres and Rujin who are the deities daughter who can sense a real demon around, though I can sense demons too, but I guess I was too distracted by this bunny who's still have the guts flirting with my man even if she already has Jonas.

"She looks like she is destined for greatness." The goddess wore a long white tunic, but it was woven of gauzy stuff dyed with the colors of the sunset. It was Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty and desire. Persephone could smell her rosy perfume in her lungs and she almost felt enchanted by it. Though her eyes were dazzled by Aphrodite's peerless beauty, she could almost see the look of subtle envy in the goddess' smile. Then she was greeted by Hermes - the messenger of the gods, lord of thieves and travelers, master who could move freely between the worlds of the mortal and divine. He kissed her swiftly on the cheek, causing her face to form a maiden's blush.

The pressure given off by the ancient god was too powerful even for them, who was the child of the gods. “How about I relive your victory trauma, my Perseus?” The eerie mocking voice caressed Perseus back. Perseus couldn’t understand his statement, it was a matter of obvious. Hades didn’t even give him any context. “What do you mean?” “Iya!” Hermes flew while thrusting his spear in desperation. The hell armies were working together in protecting their master and received the attack. “HERMES NO!” Perseus couldn’t move, stopped. “It’s okay, my armies will make him busy. Now, the spotlight is on you.” Hades’s heart was pumping blood, shot up to his head. All sorts of ideas were running inside h

Mother says in a damning tone. “Iokaste,” a man’s voice says from behind me, “word has traveled that you have devised a plan to bring balance to the Manae.” A man sitting behind me says. I turn to face a muscular blonde man with curly hair. He’s wearing a short toga, with a metal hat, and winged sandals. Hermes, Messenger of the Gods, is addressing me as if I didn’t just suck almost all the life force out of Zeus. Zeus’s energy is still coursing wildly through me. I swallow hard as I find room for it to be contained in my soul so it doesn’t affect my decisions. Even contained in its spot, I feel the power of the staticky force crackling inside me, begging to be released.

studied the symbols again. If this is a temple to Hermes, I need to remember what Andreas said. He is the messenger god, but also the god of merchants, commerce, eloquence,ferrying the dead, and he was also called the trickster god. Looking at all the symbols on the doors again, she took each of them one at a time. The door to the right had suns and swans. These were not symbols usually associated with Hermes, it was usually Apollo that was associated with them. Amaris glanced at the other two doors and decided that she was right and this door's symbols represented Apollo. She turned around and looked at the door to her left. It had peacocks and crowns. Now she was in the palace of

He stopped to guage their reactions before he continued. "My name is rather not Poseidon. I am Hermes. The god of trade and languages. The god of translators and interpreters. I was arguably, the most clever of the Olympian gods, and served as messenger for all the other gods. I ruled over wealth, good fortune, commerce, fertility, and thievery. ... Because of my speed, he was sometimes considered a god of winds."

You asked hera curiously while pointing your little fingers on hermes. Hera's lips twitched, struggling to suppress a laugh as she watched the exchange unfold. "Oh, darling, no," she chuckled softly, turning her attention back to Hermes with an amused glare. "Hermes is very much male, despite his penchant for mischief and sometimes questionable fashion choices." Hermes dramatically gasped, placing a hand over his heart in mock offense. "Questionable fashion choices? I'll have you know these sandals are the latest trend in celestial footwear!" He struck a pose, showcasing his winged shoes before winking at the young goddess again.

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. .

They longed for their child for such a very long time, and that they will finally see her again. "I think you're right Zeus. We need Hermes to go to the mortal world to pass our message," Poseidon, the God of the ocean and Zeus's brother stated. Zeus turned to face the messenger God and his son Hermes. "Explain everything to her mortal parents. And most importantly you need to keep her safe until she returned her," Zeus warned him. "I will father!" Hermes then flew into the air. All the Gods and Goddesses stared at him with hopes on their faces.