Lorelei German Mythology Novels & Stories

Wait—what does Lorelei have to do with that? Riley’s smirk widened, eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Oh, you don’t know? Let me educate you,” she purred. “You see, my wonderful new stepmother wasn’t content with just stealing my father. No, no. She had to push Mr. Hayes wife down the stairs. Yes. Joseph Hayes was married to Lorelei. That's why her daughter name is Evelyn Hayes. Like it was so easy to link the dots.” A collective gasp rippled through the room.

“We are getting a bit ahead of the story. Veles and Perun took the Zoryas as wives and their children were the rest of the gods, as you said – Lada the daughter of Veles, Triglav like his ruddy father Perun, Svarog of Veles, and of course Morena, goddess of winter, death, and the harvest, and her twin Jarilo, the golden god of spring, the two doomed lovers who come to life and die between harvest and spring, where Jarilo is reaped and Morena turns into a hag in the coldest, harshest months.” Dmitri’s vines formed a birch of a woman with a thicket of hair and a green shoot god, their lips touching thrice. Jarilo was plucked like wheat by the goddess and Morena mourned, having killed him in

When I am right near her, I notice the slight shimmer of some markings on her face but they are faint. I look around and still don't see or hear anything, so I scoop the bleeding female into my arms. She twitches slightly as I take some very fast steps back over the border. And right as we make it into the pack border she breathes out one word.. "Lorelei.." And then her body starts turning ice cold as I quicken my steps into a run back to the packhouse..