Novel & Cerita Horae Greek Mythology

Still, they kept watching each other. Zeus was lord of the sky once again, but his wife also bore him three other gods: Ares, the god of war, Hephaestus, the smith-god, forger of weapons, and Eris, goddess of chaos and discord, who shrieks beside Ares in his battle chariot. The rest of Zeus's children were born out of wedlock. Three of them entered the Pantheon later.

His voice, when it came, was heavy with centuries. “We are the Horax. A sacred body of hunters gifted with the binding power of celestial magic. Guardians of the realm. Destroyers of corrupted gods.” Aeron’s posture stiffened, the name tugging at the farthest corners of memory. “Why are you here? Why now?” “Because if you are to understand what is coming,” the Horax leader said, “then we must first tell you what came before.” He lifted a gloved hand, and the runes on his wrist flared to life. Mist gathered at his feet, swirling up into shapes, images—memories frozen in time.

"They were the sons of Kronos, who was the Titan god of time and the ages, especially time where regarded as destructive and all-devouring. He ruled the cosmos during the so-called Golden Age of the Greeks, after castrating and deposing his father Ouranos into the sky. Later he received a prophecy from the Oracle of Delphi that his own son would be the conqueror of him. In fear of a prophecy that he would in turn be overthrown by his own son, Kronos swallowed each of his children as soon as they were born." "This is so boring, how do you remember all this stuff?" Henry groaned, reaching for his ears but I pinned him down once more. "Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away

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.

His handwriting is barely legible. “Eos,” he says, breath shaking. “Or Aurora, in Roman lore. The Goddess of the Dawn. Daughter of Hyperion and Theia. Sister of Selene, the Moon Goddess, and Helios, the Sun God. She was the bridge between their powers.” Paige goes still. Ronnie continues, his voice hushed and full of awe. “She wasn’t just the bringer of sunrise. She awakened things. She breathed light into what had been lost. She was known for creating an army, not of soldiers she forced, but of souls that recognised her. Souls loyal because she was the dawn that freed them from darkness.”

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-"

"I know why Jack called me Helen of Troy. Men fought wars over her extraordinary beauty after she was kidnapped. She's a troublemaker. Like me. Why did you call me Persephone instead?" I ventured, my curiosity getting the better of me, as I looked for more reasons to believe I mattered to him. "In Greek mythology, Hades is the God of the underworld. Persephone is —" "His wife," I said, blushing furiously as the obvious dawned on me.

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

All pulled straight from ancient legends. “What’s Greek mythology, Uncle Handsome?” Summer asked, plopping down on the floor across from him. They sat cross-legged, facing each other like old friends. Artemis collapsed onto the sofa and started scrolling through her phone. “It’s the stories and gods of ancient Greece,” Apollo explained. “Your Grandpa Hades is named after the God of the Underworld. Your dad—Helios—is the God of the Sun. That’s why I thought you named her Summer.” Ah. That made sense. The Sun God and the hottest season—of course Apollo would connect the two. I’d never known Helios’s name had roots in mythology.

Although she wasn’t mated when I claimed her, maybe she had a history with someone at twenty-nine. Leandros looked uncomfortable and glanced at Zephyrus for help. “He’s the one my uncles had set up for Hera when she didn’t find her fated mate. She preferred to escape with me to Lucania instead of accepting their choice. Alpha Oreias didn’t take it well. He swore to get her back to Greece.” I gaped at Zephyrus, since this was an angle I hadn’t expected. I wondered if the green-eyed stalker was Alpha Oreias’s spy! What about his striking resemblance to my mother? Was it a coincidence?