Mount Olympus Myth Novels & Stories

“Let’s kick some Olympus ass!” All the imps, witches, goblins, gnomes, along with every other type of mythical creature that existed ran towards the Olympus soldiers. They came together with a clash. Magic dust, fire, and water was all around me. Boulders were being lifted by nothing but magic and were sent flying as far as the eye could see. Waves of water rose up from the dry earth and washed away a large group of olympus soldiers. Then the fire imps were set lose to play. I found myself having the time of my life. “How does it feel to finally be a god, Ryder?” Hades asked me.

Suddenly the dark place became bright. 'Welcome back to The Myth. Choose your character. ' The voice that Leon didn't want to hear the most came back. For whatever sake in this world, Leon regrets creating this game called The Myth. The digital screen has opened in front of him, Leon chooses the character Perseus, because the other characters who are the main gods in Olympus are not yet unlocked or maybe deliberately locked.

He smiled pleasantly, rubbing her knuckles once again. "Sometimes, my friends and I would hike up to Mount Olympus. I don't know whether you've seen it, but it's the highest point in the island. It's nestled in the Troodos mountain range, which is roughly in the center of the island. You should see the ice caps over the mountain during winter. It was where I learnt how to ski. The view from up there is spectacular, easily one of the most pleasant places to be. It's strange how the world seems so tiny from down here. When you're up there, you truly understand the majesty of God's creation. The world is so vast and never ending, and you can appreciate the beauty of nature in a way that is simp

its mouth spouts lava and smoldering rocks. While lifting Mount Aetna in the war against the gods of Olympus, Zeus struck it with hundreds of thunderbolts, so that he was defeated and crushed by the mountain. See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

Ah, ugly animals that fear light. The world became heavily laden with humans that the Gods adjusted to the needs of their wonderful creations instead of leaving them altogether. Mount Olympus is literally in a mountain but it is disguised as Everest. Freya walked past the fire breathing dragon and the feisty leopard. The beasts bowed to her as she made her way to top of the mountain. She was confident that the beasts will do her no harm--they were hers in the first place and dragons and leopards do not forget who they originally belong to.

However, as the ash cloud of fogs thickens, I started to feel uneasy about this journey. “ A-Are we there yet?” I asked, cranky that we’ve walking for how many hours. To hike here made me feel queasy to the point that I wanted to go back. Alfredo noticed my reluctance. He walked beside me and tried to make me feel safe. “Ollyan mountain is where Apollo choses to live as a human,” he said which makes look at him shocked. “ Not many wolves have that knowledge,” he added. I’ve noticed that he has naturally had a cold voice and stern expression. “ Then how do you know about it?”

His mouth tilts up in the corner, giving me a sharp grin. “No, no.” I shake my head, my hair falling in front of me. “Homer, he wrote in The Iliad about the natural gases that sprout from the cracks of limestone in the mountains near Olympus. He called them ‘the fire which never goes out.’ I think that’s you.” I recline from him, letting my head hang back, my hands still resting on his chest as I roll my body, experiencing something that feels out of my control. I’m flying, soaring above the clouds.

"The knowledge that we've helped build a world where all beings can thrive, where connection is valued above division, where love and creation are the highest powers of all." As they reached the gates of Olympus as evening fell, the mountain stood strong and steady around them, while above them the stars shone bright and constant—witnesses to the work that had been done and the journey that still lay ahead. And somewhere in the valley below, the new olive tree stood guard over the farm, its leaves rustling in the evening breeze as if whispering promises of growth, of connection, of all the beauty yet to come.

I left out all the Idris info to him, not knowing if my brother knows him or not. “A Phoenix Aurora? How did you know about them? No one ever speaks of them anymore since they have been extinct for so long.” He looks at me truly puzzled by what I have said. “You see a Phoenix is the Lord of all creation, before everything from the very beginning. Men invented books depicting of a “human god” the all mighty that made everything from nothing. This is not true. The Phoenix, is the most rare mythical creature to have ever lived. Noone has seen one in hundreds and thousands of years, they have the power to build life, the power of true creation. But alas, they have died out a victim of their own

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”