Ker Greek Mythology 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."

He still remembered the woman's cold dead face vividly, those cold eyes still haunted him even now. If the visions were turning out to be true, did it mean this woman before him would die by his hands? No. There was no way he could possibly kill her, he had to bevmistaken about everything, the only plausible explanation was that it was all a mere coincidence. And Herak? Herak and Zeralph were regarded as the first creatures borne from the stars. They were gods . Respectively regarded as the lord of darkness and the lord of day, Both worshipped predominantly in most areas in the seven seas.

The werewolf originated in the times of ancient Greece when their gods reigned supreme. During one fateful festivity, Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, was in need of a meat to serve. Too lazy to go hunting for wild game or to slaughter a lamb, he served the Greek god, Zeus (who was the ruler of the sky and of all gods and mankind), a meal made from the remains of a sacrificed boy. This severely enraged Zeus. As punishment, the angered god turned Lycaon and his sons into wolves. They were to be looked upon by the rest of humanity as something to abhor.

Ares said, while scratching the side of his brow. "Why? How did you say that?" She asked curiously. "Well, I just thought about it right now. You already know, right? That our names are from Greek mythology. " She nodded at what Ares said. She had known that for a long time because she asked Zeus. "Oh, I know what Greek Mythology is," Astraea said, raising her hand. "It's a Greek culture, uncle Ares?" Astraea said, smiling. "Yes, it is Astraea," Ares said to her daughter, "but did you know that Ares, Selene, and Zeus are gods and goddesses in Greek mythology?"

"Any-way" continues, almost without taking any breaths. "At the time of the great flood shifters stayed in their animal form and survived the flood the destruction, but God decided he had to create beings that could help him make decisions on what to do with the world he had created and made Hera, the goddess of woman and child birth, Poseidon the god of sea and Athena goddess of war and wisdom.

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

After a moment, she turns the screen toward me, “The word itself means wild or savage, but in Greek mythology, there was a Gigantes created to fight the Olympian gods during the Giant War, named Agrios. He was supposed to replace the Moirai, who are more commonly known as The Fates. It never came to be because someone killed Agrios during the war. “Okay. I will look into the definition side, you look further into the mythology side. Look for any covens or witch subcultures that somehow identify with the Gigante or maybe even the Fates.,” I write some notes on my notepad, “Bronx has restricted the fifth floor today, so no getting into his library.” “I can make do, Beta. Mind if I sit at the c

A bear of a dog is licking my face – or rather, the blood dripping out of the open wounds in my face – while something close is making a hissing sound like a pit of snakes. I drag my ass through the muddy bank and scream. Another dog turns to snarl at me and then a third, till my brain registers that all three heads are attached to the same giant, thickly-muscled neck. {Kerberos}. Greek mythology from high school floods over me and I whimper. {The Hellhound. Sibling to the monsters Chimaera and Hydra}.

The entire haunted territory had been transformed into a harvest field with haystacks, dried cornstalks, pumpkins, squash, dried corn, and beautiful fall mums of all colors. The houses, buildings, and the pack house were decorated with scarecrows, corn stalks, and mums. Katia, Dalia, Selene, and Theia oversaw everything. Much of Nathan’s time was monopolized by Katia’s father. He wanted to make sure Nathan understood the meaning of having a goddess for a mate. The dangers that accompany the gift of his daughter as Nathan’s mate. Hyperion also was helping Nathan to understand the level of gods and titans. Hyperion explains that his father, mother, and their cronies are primordial gods and the

'I bet there are thousands of mythological books' I thought, I looked around as much as I could while Hades carried me. ''You love books, don't you?'' He commented as he weaved his way through shelf after shelf of books, following Lachesis. ''No, just mythological books,'' I replied ''The underworld is the source of all mythological books and stories.'' Hades huffed. ''Are you not serious?'' I asked in disbelief. ''Do you know the myth of Cerberus?'' He asked. ''Of course. He's the Greek hellhound. It's one of the most famous myths'' I replied.