Medusa Zeus Novels & Stories

Medusa, a resplendent young demon with blood-red skin and hazel eyes, bowed before him, acknowledging the honor bestowed upon her. "Of course, Your Highness," she affirmed, her voice filled with loyalty. "Now, take her and procure human breast milk, that she may grow and thrive," he declared, tapping Medusa's shoulder. With that, he dismissed her, turning his attention elsewhere. Medusa carried the baby away, settling her gently upon a bed. She fashioned a protective nest of pillows, encircling the child to prevent any mishap. The infant's cries persisted, her tiny legs kicking, mouth agape.

Zeus already saw right through their plan even before they started the show. “How are there four of you?” Clara asked while struggling to free herself from Zeus but it was just too impossible for her. She tried and tried but ended up getting a choke. “I can create as much as I want of myself. I am the God of Lightning. Each lighting bolt is me.” Zeus explained and used his hand to pluck Clara's heart out of her chest. “Nooooh.” Lucas shouted and started running towards her, but he was blocked by another Zeus. Draco did the same, but what happened to Lucas happened to him as well.

“A mind-link wouldn’t work.” “I know you heard me,” I pressed, my voice quieter now. “You looked right at me.” “I’m not interested in your questions,” he replied calmly, already turning away as a beta handed him several documents. That calm unsettled me more than cruelty ever could have. A woman stepped forward then she’s tall, sharp-eyed, dressed in formal black, authority stitched into every line of her posture. “You’ll serve as Alpha Ryder’s omega,” she announced. “I’m Mia. Head maid.”

Indra moved immediately he spoke. *Boom* Thunder followed the flash of lightning headed towards Medusa, and before one could complete a cycle of respiration, Indra was already before Medusa. His eyes glowed with the power of the element from which his legend had began, and his mind churned as he located the string of movements necessary to deal the most damage. "Hmph," Medusa's smile was no longer present. The killing intent she felt from Indra was much thicker than it was before, making it difficult to ignore like she had been doing all this while. Her eyes glowed again as she activated her most powerful Breath.

Poseidon looked at his brother with disgust before he pointed at Apollo. “Your son is hiding her behind his back.” Poseidon answered sarcastically that Zeus's brows shot up. “What are you doing here? If you’ll avenge your wife---” “No!” Zeus even shook his head. “I am here to comfort Eleena.” Eleena has been dying due to curiosity so she removed Apollo’s hold to her and peeked. She was surprised to see Zeus and another stranger that looks exactly like him but his eyes are piercing blue, like the sea. Zeus’s smile and Poseidon’s smirk returned when they saw the innocent mortal. Apollo just sighed and stood closely to Eleena with his sword still on his side.

Zeus rolled his eyes, flicking bits of electricity toward Poseidon’s way. “Such a scaredy cat, aren’t you?” The dark angel, Gabriel, gripped his arms to pull him away. “Or maybe you are like one of those creations you have that couldn’t even make it up here?” Zeus laughed loudly, black tears running down his face. Flinging the tear toward Poseidon, Poseidon growled. Fangs descending reminded me of a shark.

she pouted in the cutest manner. "I am beyond angry, Azazel. I'm seething with fury and pure irritation," Athena spat out her words with venom. "Because of you, I feel like a bloated whale. I can't sleep, I can't eat, and I can't even have a peaceful drink. Your babies won’t even let me it still. So no, you won't be touching me." Azazel tried to pull her into a hug, attempting to diffuse the tension. "You don't look like a blown-up whale, Athena. You're just as beautiful as the day I first laid eyes on you," he said, his voice filled with sincerity.

"Iris, no one will hurt you up there. I promise." No, that wasn't the promise Iris wanted to hear. Iris wanted to hear that the brother of the god Zeus promised that he would love only himself. Iris cleared her throat softly, she swung her dangling legs and it sent a gust of wind. Slowly brushing away the hot air and the awkwardness between them. "What if Medusa bothers me?" Poseidon gave Iris a complicated look. Medusa is indeed his fault that can not hold back lust. However, that was a long time ago. Even though he is not sure, he will try to keep Iris away from Medusa's wrath.

Yet, it was the worst cake Zen had ever created in history. Of course, the dungeon creator thought to include Lores in this dungeon. Zen was almost certain there was a hidden side quest somewhere. However, he did not have the luxury of time to explore them when he was getting carried to the vanguard members. “According to Greek mythology, when Medusa was slain, she birthed two children that belonged to Poseidon. The flying hogs we saw earlier were Chrysaor’s descendants. However, the boss is the actual twin brother of the flying hog. You wouldn’t guess they were twins if not for their wings,” Damian smirked. “After all, who would associate the beautiful Pegasus with the boorish Chrysaor?”

With each desperate and failed attempt to steal my power, she inched closer to me, getting as close as my flames would allow her, before finally stopping. "You taste different than I expected," Medusa states, her tongue licking my flames, a burning hole appearing and then disappearing just as quickly as it had appeared when she pulled away from the flame. "And how would you expect a God of the Underworld to taste?" I ask, trying to hide my shock at her healing ability while gaining the knowledge that my flames won't work against her and calling upon the shield of my mother's people, a shield of purity. "You taste like..." She takes a deep breath inhaling my scent before licking my flame agai