Medusa Story Novels & Stories

It was all coming together, the tapestry, the writings as the story they told. I can remember now. That wasn't just a story, it was a prophecy. A prophecy that spoke of Xavier and Lyra. Like I was induced I began to tell the story. "Aethonixa, the moon goddess, had a love affair with a werewolf named Khaos.” “But Khaos, driven by fury, murdered Aethonixa.” “He was cursed to roam, burning with rage, until he found the moon goddess and set things straight.” “For centuries, Khaos wandered, consumed by anger and pain.”

Alexandria's POV Many Many Moons ago I am sitting in my office with Hubert Hades sat opposite me. his hair is glowing like a blue flame. I sigh deeply as I read a note which had been brought to me from a friend I met when I was a child. She is a Mermaid and has just contacted me to inform me that she has just become the Queen of Atlantis.

"what are you looking for?" “Information on those Greeks. It says Athena turned Medusa into that thing and Perseus beheaded her. They both were there but not once did they approach Medusa nor did she. Hell, if it was me and an asshole cut my head off I'll want his ass dead.” Boyds glances at Herb and then back at the laptop. “So would I. Maybe since that monster is coming, they buried the hatchet.” Herb leans back in the chair and throws his feet on Boyd’s desk. "Hell, I don't know."

Before he would narrate the consequences of breaking the rule, the doctor and the nurse had already folded their hands and the doctor said, scared, "We won't tell anyone!" Lucas said in his shrill voice, "I have been in a coma for two days?" The doctor bobbed his head and explained, "Yes, lycan Lucas! We are truly grateful to the Moon Goddess for giving you back to us in just two days or else we had lost hopes that we could get you out of this coma state!" Lucas thought in his mind, "I also had no hopes until I got that fairy who kissed me, my mate! Her presence, her touch, her kiss is an elixir of my life! MY MATE!"

“Why the hell are you thirty years younger than when you last came here, Hector Mendez of the Golden Moon pack? Where is this fountain of youth and why the hell haven’t you shared it with anyone?” My chuckle drifted off as my eyes fell to the floor. “I wish it was something so simple. I’d tell you in a heartbeat.” “So…explain wolf.” “Not just wolf…not anymore. Wolf and vampire.” Gale’s eyes widened as I started to go through my story. I left out the relationship bits and basically a lot of what Luna Naomi was wondering. Instead, I focused on the torture, the experiments on both Auri and I as well as the results. She got up at a certain point and paced as I explained to her all that was happe

Medusa’s Shrine was smaller than Zen thought it would be. It should have some years of glory until it was abandoned and ultimately forgotten. Litha was quite the chatty child when she wasn’t overly anxious. She shared many stories about the Naga tribe that were passed down orally from generation to generation.

My body was restored along with my petrification powers. The sea and ground trembled on earth, for from the depths of the underworld, a new evil had been born and now, the gods were in for the shock of their immortal lives. The months flew by and soon, Hades began to love Medusa, Medusa on the other hand, she remained focus. Hades was just a tool in her master plan. "Medusa my love!" "Yes my Lord, you called?" "Yes my angel, I wish to make more hell hounds."

Leon said again. "What is it Leon!" exclaimed Claire irritably. “After Medusa was beheaded, from her head, her two children were born. Actually she was pregnant with two children from Poseidon all this time, but the curse from Athena blocked their way out. She couldn’t gave birth of her sons. They only could be delivered when Medusa is dead,” said Leon, taking a few steps back. Something that was pressing out of Medusa's severed neck, was almost able to pull itself out. His hands, which were terrible and burly, were already beginning to appear.

My eyebrows furrowed together. "Huh? Who is Medusa?" I asked in confusion. Marga sat down on the bench while sighing, and suddenly, tears rolled down her face. "Medusa is a half-snake and half-human. Her hair is covered with snakes and when you look into her eyes, you will turn into a stone. That happened to those people..." she said while pointing to the statues and wiping away the tears on her face. My eyes widened while looking at the statues. Now I know why the plaza looks abandoned. It reminds them that these statues were once alive.

Another tall, incredibly striking girl sets her lunch tray down on a nearby table and steps forward. "You're the so-called Death God?" she asks haughtily. I glance at her. Dark sunglasses, scaled hands, and thick black hair that actually writhes and hisses into living snakes. "I am Medusa," she declares arrogantly. "Beat me, and Class 1 will recognize your status." I smirk. "Sure. Let's dance, darling." Her petrification is a terrifying, one-shot kill—but the weakness is embarrassingly obvious. I simply close my eyes.