Hypnos Myths Novels & Stories

It felt a perfect fit and he had slept every night holding her in that position, nestled together. Felix also taught Athena further on Roman and Greek mythology, including pointing out the different types of nymphs that were sneakily hidden in and amongst the mosaics depicting friendly woodland scenes. These were beings who lived to tease and manipulate humans and gods, sometimes falling in love with them, sometimes chasing them to the ends of the earth to capture the man they wanted.

Persephone accurately crushed the core of his power which was at the pit of his stomach by constantly smacking the same spot until the numbness took place. From that, Hermes knew what fear was. He realized one thing. Shadow was a fucking lunatic. Her people were equally crazy as her. And Dionysus blended it perfectly. “What- what do you want from us?” It was a cue. Conan took a step ahead. His handsome face smiled innocently at him. Hercules was snarled like a puppy. Only his body could move, he would probably attack Conan as the subject of affection from Dionysus. “According to your past mistake, what we want is nothing but only your death? Are you prepared to die?”

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

"Are you one of the palace maids?" "No!" the nymph growled, feeling offended. "I'm Minthe, daughter of the Underworld river god Cocytus and a beloved of Hades." Persephone immediately felt that she did not like the nymph. Now she was surprised even more to find out that this was Hades' lover. The maiden felt her empty stomach churn. It was like the sting of a thousand bees had pierced her being. Persephone had never known this kind of anguish before, and that confused and enraged her all at once.

He looked like he was having a hard time reminiscing about its history. Aphrodite came to the rescue, "Right! Most of us have been friends since then. We grew up in slums, doing different jobs in order to survive and fulfill the needs of our rumbling stomachs. Me, being the face of cybersex, Dionysus... who used to rob the general's main house, Hermes and Ares as the known thieves in town, and then there's Zeus who abducted people for ransom... Athena who was once a stripper, Apollo as a drug addict..." My widening eyes went to Apollo. He smiled as he waved at me. "And Poseidon... the sex slave." What...

There were golden yellow, palette yellow, white, orange, an pink. “Woah, talk about a daffodil craze.” she remarked. “To tell you the truth, your ladyship, it was almost impossible to grow any flower in the underworld especially because of the absence of the madam.” “Really? Then what is it with Hades and daffodils?” In her mind, she is calling him stupid. “You might not remember this but daffodils or narcissus, as we call it, reminds the master of you.” “Of me?” Angelique searched her brain for possible connection of Persephone, Hades and narcissus but failed. Unfortunately, her favorite Greek mythology couple is Eros and Psyche.

I drop to my knees before him and bow my head. “And so it was that Lycaon roasted the flesh of his own child, Nyctimus, and served it unto Zeus, in a test of the God’s omniscience.” The Hierophant turns to an acolyte, who hands him a bowl. The scent of the blood inside makes my mouth water and the moonlight makes my skin feel impossibly tight. The creature inside me, the thing I’m meant to be, grows desperate to escape.

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. .

Her voice echoed in the empty castle. "This looks creepy" Hadiya added scurrying after her stupid friend. Hadiya was the one paranoid friend everyone had in their friend group but even she couldn't deny the fact that Zoya's adventures were worth the risk. "Are you kidding me? Look at this- OH MY GOD...... THERE'S A INDOOR FOUNTAIN!!!" She exclaimed running off to the fountain she saw from afar. The pillars around it were covered with vines and moss and the pot of the fountain was all green because of algae.

“Oscar, what’s the name of your wolf?” “Dionysus.” “Fuck, it really is true,” I swore. “Theo and Noah will follow soon. Jacob, who was born first?” “Noah.” “If everything is to be believed, Noah’s wolf will appear in the next 24 hours, and Theo’s after that.” I leaned back in my chair, letting my eyes fall closed. “Noah’s wolf will be Hephaestus, Theo’s will be Hermes.” The room was full of stumped wolves.