Mount Olympus Mythology Novels & Stories

Alexis bit her bottom lip as she struggled to restrain her tears. "I know. It pains me as well" Ray sighed in frustration as he hugged his wife. Her trembling shoulders and sniffs were a clear indication that her tear ducts had failed her. He looked up at the night sky as killing intent filled his eyes. He would make them pay for this. The ones that had separated their family. His father's clan. The Greek Pantheon! On a major world, high above the clouds was a mountain. A mighty mountain that caused all who cast their eyes upon it to feel awe and fear. That mountain was the home of the Greek gods, Mount Olympus!

Olympus is furious. At that time, the ground they stepped on shook, it was already night there. So, all the inhabitants of Olympus immediately woke up and headed for the open space. The demigods also mingled with the others. Not only was the ground trembling, but the aurora that night also had a strange color—white mixed with gold. Even with the naitura tree that shines continuously without pause. The gods and goddesses gathered in the main hall. "Why doesn't this just stop?" asked Aphrodite.

He has to be somewhere in his late thirties. “Where am I?” I ask, taking him and everything around me in, slowly digesting what my eyes are seeing. “You’re in Olympus dear, now follow me please. You wouldn’t want to keep the ladies waiting, especially Nix.” He chimes and starts walking towards the wall on is right. “Wa.. Wait. Olympus? The mountain of the Gods? Am I dead?” I ask shocked, though when I look around, it’s the only thing that explains the ethereal beauty of this place. Hermes chuckles. “Yes, that Olympus and you’re not dead. Trust me.” He waves his hand and like magic the wall opens up, the gold curling inwards, creating a beautiful doorway into a landscape like no other.

I felt a powerful sensation wash over me, down to my core. They gestured for us to stand before the ancient oak tree, which was at the very heart of the territory and symbolized our strength and unity. We stood and, in Moonfang’s language—which I had to learn under strict teachers—we exchanged our sacred vows to each other using an ancient template. We pledged our lives to one another before the six elders and the pack members as our witnesses.

Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.

Her ebony hair and blue eyes gave off a maternal vibe. "That would be most agreeable," Zeus nodded. His voice was husk. His bluish gray hair and green eyes gave off a serious demeanor. "To my left is Salax the demon God of Lust, to my right is Veraque, demon God of envy. Across from me is Erys and next to him is Kira. To what do I own the honor of our meeting?" I was putting on my best formal attitude. I had no idea what the Olympians were capable of, or how far their reach went.

The west was Olympus and while its rulers could be friendly to humans, they were quick to anger and had killed humans for minor slights in the past. 'I wonder what Hades is doing right now? I should visit him on my own when I get the chance.' The sound of powerful magic clashing was carried on the wind. It was mostly drowned out by the uništi, but the occasional sounds of explosions would come through every now and again. 'I feel bad for Lakshmi. It must be a lot of work healing them over and over.' - Cytus - (About two days after the group left Sangmara) Cytus had been following the man through a forest for some time and was wondering where they were going.