Hestia Mythology Novels & Stories

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

Then they began to gather around the two goddesses, greeting them with warm words. "Demeter, my dear sister, welcome back home!" one of the goddesses spoke. Her mother bowed to her. Persephone recognized the kind-looking woman as Hestia, the oldest sister of the Olympians. She was dressed in a simple dress and her throne was a plain wooden throne with a white woolen cushion. Although there were twelve gods, Persephone could only see eleven thrones in the room. Zeus rose from his seat and came towards her. His smile was dazzling and kind. His eyes were the color of the sky. He took her delicate hand in his and kissed it. Persephone greeted her father back with a bow.

She was stalling. “I will show you,” Iris made Athena stand up and dragged her to a separate room, and Azazel followed. She opened the door revealing a little girl of about seven years. Athena and Azazel were stumped. Iris stood ashamed. Athena and Azazel looked at each other in astoundment. While Azazel understood what was happening, Athena still lacked emotional processing of the situation. The little girl had blonde hair and hazel eyes, pretty as the other two ladies in the room. She immediately got down and ran toward Iris, hugging her waist, “Is she Theia, Mom?” the girl asked, knocking the breath out of Athena and Azazel.

“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.”

But her greatest loss came as the death of her beloved to the harsh cold and ice destroying the land. Hestia was so devastated that she spent seven days and seven nights weeping on the barren ground, refusing to rise until the gods heard her plea. She ended up dying there, it was so sad, but Her sacrifice moved the gods deeply, and they decided to resurrect her, blessing her with the eternal flame. This flame gave her the power to heal the land and restore it to its former glory. From then on, a select few female followers of Hestia were gifted with this flame to use in times of great need, to cure the world of plagues and barrenness.

Helia was again adamant. “As promised, Madame,” said Maria, though she was loathing a bit to what she had offered to the witch. “Well, hurry up! Siegfried is waiting downstairs— and my name is Helia, dear. What’s yours?” “My name is Maria, Madame,” Maria said as they scurried to the secret door to the basement chamber.

Kellyn was the first person to fire. "There are seven realms in total. The sun goddess rules three of them and the other four have respective rulers. The sun goddess as well as the other goddesses have special abilities given to them by the ultimate God who is the creator of all realms. Earth is part of the realms the sun goddess rules" "Okay let me get this straight. You're the king of one of the realms ruled by this sun goddess?" I asked and he nodded positively. "I'm assuming these parts do not use gadgets such as phones, internet, cars?"

He ruffled her hair even though he knows how she hated having her hair ruffled. "Argh! Stop treating me like a child! I'm 25!" She glared at him and he chuckled softly.. "So Kendall is indeed the mother hen." Lucas teased his little woman more and she huffed.. "You deserve to be punished." She pouted her lips and he almost got distracted by those alluring lips of hers.. "I'm driving, silly!" He groaned while trying not to look at her.. Xi was happy she'd a tremendous amount of effect on him.. Lucas's apartment was at sky tower.. sky tower is the tallest building in Luxembourg and she always dreamed of living in one of the apartments on the top floor..

"Some of it is true. Other parts are wrong. Malice-filled words by an individual who is filled with nothing but hate and greed for power." "Yes, your father and I fell in love but our union was not cursed by Mother Gaia as she claimed. My sisters; Hekate, Hestia, Artemis, Athena and I are the balance keepers of the mortal world. In this essence, we were expected to stay pure and whole so that we can keep the scales aligned. We could rule without being influenced by earthly or upper realm desires. That is not to say that we were forbidden to find love. Mother Gaia wished nothing but happiness for her children. She wanted us to never be inhibited by the duties of Olympus. When I met Stefan, I

NOT good. The screaming, shouting and yelling began. The house leaders were standing up, shaking fingers and launching threats at one another. Me? I was trying to recall who Ishara was. She eventually became Ishtar, Goddess of War. In the Old Kingdom Hittite she was also the Goddess of Oaths, Love and Medicine. The only three people at the table not going nuts where St. Marie, Hayden and the woman at her side. That woman was looking at her tablet intently. Once more the group reached consensus and I was still boned. I was still a male, so my lineage meant nothing. I wasn't part of the Host. Hayden took another deep breath, acknowledging this second decision.