Hypnos Myths Novels & Stories

I started to say, remembering exactly how it was in my notebook. "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."

Fuming with hatred, I pace back and forth while thinking of ways to destroy Mysteria. Finally, I come to a halt and smile as the answer comes to mind. Thypon, the God of ferocious monsters. He has the head of a dragon, a bat's wings and a serpent's body. Once a God amongst the other deities in the Celestial Realm, Thypon wreaked death and destruction across many worlds. To end Typhon’s terrible ways, the deities and I trapped him beneath a volcano for all eternity, compelling the volcano never to erupt since that was the only way Thypon could be released.

I move over to Theseus' fountain of sight, swirling my hand inside to summon Hati's human counterpart in this life cycle. Damian, the poor soul, is an innocent thing, but he is tainted much like any other human counterpart Hati is bonded with. He's pacing inside his room, talking to Hati as he begs not to hurt Lilith. My poor Lilith. Once, I believed in birthing my own child to battle my own demons. Theseus is the god of witches, his reign passed down from his father before him, so when we found we were mated together, we once made a pact of never having children.

Note: This is a past event, i.e. a ‘flashback’ (continuation of odd-numbered chapter storyline: 2,4,6, etc.) That's the day after I saw Gregory hack the travel agent's system. And the first morning Gregory came to wake me up. "While Zeus, the ruler of Olympus, lies sleepily folded in Hypnos' wings, his son Heracles' ship runs aground on Kos again today," he says. "What the hell?" I asked through sleep.

“Cronos is alive? Oh my, I would rather have wars against that bitch daughter of yours than to wage wars with your father.” “You are already in it.” Helena could not accept that she was in one way or the other already involved in the conflicts between Gods and she, in return, told the God of the underworld about the possible son of Zeus and Freya. Hades was not even taken aback or surprised at the information she volunteered. Of course, he knew, he had pets like furies and the likes who can crawl out of Damascus steels. “You are a God, why can’t you bust us out of here?”

I whispered. It had been well over a week since Kronos had been officially destroyed by my new friend, Poseidon. He walked out of Tartarus a new god; his eyes actually sparkled while Zeus hugged him around his shoulders. Hades even had a newfound lightness to his steps when they entered the palace.

"It will take you to his home. I'm sure Channing won't mind staying with you until he is returned to you." She then pushed us through the gate, and we were in a garden. "It will be fine." I told them, but I'm sure my face and scent weren't agreeing with my words. Hell I didn't even believe my words. There were so many stories about Hades temper. Including a story where he had kidnapped Persephone forcing her to be his wife. There were so many it was hard to know which was truth and which was not. I didn't even dare to take Persephone by her word.

Zeus says, “Apollo has volunteered to aid Josefina, who has today given birth to triplets—my grandchildren. He will ensure she remains stable. Now, Josefina, how did this vision come to you?” “In a dream,” she answers clearly. “Then we will have Hypnos and Morpheus aid us,” Zeus commands. The god of sleep and the god of dreams glide through the crowd, their forms slipping between gods like smoke through stone. Hypnos waves a hand and a bed appears. Apollo helps Josefina onto it, and she’s settled by the time the two gods reach her. “Display her dream so that we may all see this prophecy,” Zeus instructs. Hypnos and Morpheus nod.

Her beauty was legendary, a blessing and a curse that drove Hades to madness with jealousy. But my mother, Minthe, was his mistress before Persephone’s jealousy demanded her exile. Unbeknownst to him, she carried me within her. When Persephone discovered my existence, her fury was absolute. She abandoned Hades, retreating to Mount Olympus, where she convinced Zeus to grant her sanctuary. I was left behind, an unwanted reminder of my father’s betrayal.

"When you choose a God to follow, this God may give you some gift, care for you or ignore you. In the case of people like our Prince and Hope, the Gods take them in and give them greater gifts. In this case our Prince besides singing well, dancing, and painting, among others, also has the gift of the premonition, he can see one of the possible futures in small lapses." "Hope has chosen Dionysus," I whispered. "Yes, she doesn't get drunk if she doesn't want to, she knows and understands the cycles of life, knows better than anyone about divine rituals, plus the touch of insanity and temperament changes, among others" Nosferatu answered my silent question. "She didn't want to choose another Go