Leo Greek God Novels & Stories

"You carry Gean's memory and appear in front of me. This is all arranged by the gods." My breath snagged, fear prickling my scarred skin. Did he know about Gean's holographic flicker, that ghostly echo I clung to? How could he? And these gods he spoke of - who were they? In our world, the Moon Goddess reigned alone, her bloody light our law, her will our cage. Yet Leo tossed the word around like there were others, unseen hands weaving a tapestry I couldn't see. I stayed silent, wrestling with the tangle of his words, but Gean's voice - hollow through the projection - had cut in. "I don't understand what you're saying, Leo."

Euryale lashed out at him and Hermes doubled back and did not catch what Stheno was doing after she had sent multiple snakes coursing through the ground. The god of speed was suddenly hit from below. The ground below him ruptured and snakes rapidly began to coil around his legs, tightly fastening and holding him down like what an anchor does to a ship. His arms began to sparkle and was about to strike at the snakes but Euryale whacked him across the face. Stheno hissed and more snakes grabbed at the god’s arms, viciously pulling them down. “Look at you now!” the Gorgon hissed close to his ear and Hermes became the recipient of a wet slobbering after Stheno went on to lick his face.

Gia "I will kill that fucker. I don't care who it is." I growled when I felt my forest burning. "It's a God." We heard Leah speak. All of us were now looking at her with wide eyes. "WHAT!!!" We screamed together making her wince at the intensity. "Yes, it's a God. The Sun God, Apollo." Leah sighed. "What the hell is he doing here?" Giselle scowled. "I don't know." Leah nonchalantly shrugged.

"You seem to be a fish out of water." "Where are the other Greeks?" Coeus looks around the yard. Wisdom chuckles "I have no idea where they but since you came to my home I guess it's me you were looking for. Besides my grandfather has more important things to do than to entertain seventeen assholes. As for me, I can use a workout." Wisdom points to a man whose head resembles a card claw, holding a large oar and has a fishtail. I know who you are. Oceanus the God of Great."

I said nothing hoping that I would finally get the answers to my questions. “ They, being the gods above—like, Alstha, god of war and knowledge; Eccasto, god of intelligence; and the others. But your kind know only two among all of them: Fate and Luna, known as Mother Luna,” he said, taking a step towards me. I remained rigid, letting him play with a strand of hair.

. “You were named after the greek gods?” Poseidon looked at him and laughed at the insult “I am a greek god boy the name is poseidon it's kinda nice to meet you, god of the sea and earthquakes, father to all horses.” Jake didn't believe it but it made sense with the whole ocean behind the house and the way that everyone reacted when he was about to shoot that horse. “That doesn't make sense Hera is married to Zeus not Poseidon and Ares is the son of Zeus.” They all laughed at him, the man named Ares looked at him “The humans get things wrong all the time we just go with it to make them feel better. I am the son of Hera and Poseidon get over it kid. The wolf that almost killed you was my son

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

“What do you mean that his name would have been a huge giveaway?” Ryker let go of my hand as he opened the door and held it for me. I got inside and looked up at him, waiting for his answer to my question. “In Greek mythology, Erebus or Erebos is the personification of darkness and one of the primordial deities. The pack was led by a dickhead who wants every member of his pack named after Greek gods or goddesses or at least have their name mean something in Greek.” Ryker rolled his eyes, clearly finding this to be ridiculous. “Other than that he also has every member of his pack whose surname does not start with the letter A change their surnames. And just now you told me that your friend’s

James said. He grinned at Gary's grim expression and then continued, "Riley's father ... that William Mackenzie is the most powerful god of war ever. So, how could someone like Evan De Kruk whose name I don't even remember be able to defeat Riley?"

I whisper. “Who. The. Fuck. Did. It?” He growls, his eyes going black with rage. “Ibatu, Brock needs to stay in control. Please give him back control.” I plead, knowing that his bear was taking over. Brock’s eyes close and they turn back to their beautiful honey color. “Who?” “It doesn’t matter, please just tell me what you meant in the car about Tiernan not being the only demigod.” “My great-great grandfather is Lugh, the God of justice/oath keeping/and nobility.”