Myth Griffin Novels & Stories

“The best griffin after Eydyia. She is the one that makes sure Cyan eats, drinks, and sleeps.” “Of course, she does. She wouldn’t let her mate die. Griffins mate for life. If one of the mates dies, the other fades away soon after. They can’t be separated from their mates for too long. That’s why griffins fight in pairs,” Atlas explained. Then he looked at Eydyia. She sat next to Cyan in a defensive position, almost shielding him with her body. “Can Ayla approach Cyan? She is a friend,” Atlas let the griffin know.

At the top were angels, demons, and faeries, along with fallen gods, depending on if they’d found a way to restore their power. I fixed Griff with what I hoped was an understanding smile. “There’s no shame in fleeing. Hades isn’t just a god or a Demon King. He’s also a vindictive bastard who thinks I stabbed him in the back.” “Why?” “This is part of the truth I was going to reveal to you later.” The knock sounded again, and Griff glanced in the direction of the door, frowned, and walked toward me. “All right, then. Let’s go.” I sat on the window ledge, jumped down one story, and landed on the flower beds in a crouch. Multicolored pollen exploded around my feet, and I scampered out so as not

"Well, that only happened once, and you keep talking about it all the time. You disgraced me in front of everyone. You know what? That day had been the most embarrassing day of my life. I was so ashamed that I had to live, and I don't know what your father might say if he sees me again. So now would you shut up and find some clothes on?" Griffin's eyes widened in astonishment, a soft chuckle escaping him as he locked eyes with her, his amusement evident. "Well, this isn't funny!" Phoebe yelled. His laughter creased. "And I wasn't laughing." "You were," she argued. "Don't you know?" Griffin began. "I had wanted to give up the love I had for you but couldn't. I am glad the goddess mated us; I

Theon A large, magical creature like a griffin landing in front of her out of nowhere makes Valencia Everhart cry out of fear. She is so startled that she drops the sword she'd just unsheathed. Her wide, fear-laden eyes stare up at the griffin as it cries at her loudly, its sound a mix between an eagle and a lion. Seeing her after Elias’s death makes rage rush through my body, and I jump off the griffin's harness. Jesse pulls the griffin back, giving me enough space to confront her.

I responded, raising from where I sat. Griffin cut me off guard when he brought out his Alpha rod as he raised it up. “I, Griffin Jackson. The alpha of red moon pack pronounced you as my successor of La Vince Entertainment.” He pronounced with all authority given unto him.

He truly was her prodigy griffin! "Oh Lord. Thank you so much, you're really such a champion. My savior!" She cried as her heart overflowed with gratitude. She couldn't believe she didn't think of Yalck. Since the griffin is outside the wall, it should be easier for him to break it than her who was inside!

He mustered more force into his left hand before he flipped back onto his feet and straightened up. Cassian was left feeling stunned. That man was already this powerful despite having lost his right arm. Had he been in perfect shape, that meant he'd be able to defeat Cassian very easily. This realization made Cassian's stomach churn. Once again, he asked, "Who the hell are you?" "I'm Griffin!" the man stated. Griffin? Cassian was flabbergasted, to say the least. Was Griffin really a legitimate name? Why did it sound like a mythical beast's name instead?

I explained. Griffin screams so loud which caused me to flinch in horror as I begin to take a few steps back away from him. He begins to grab his hair with both of his hands while he walks back and forth and in small circles. He paused and faced me with tears in his eyes while his hands were trembling. “Griffin…” I muttered. “I saved you!” He slams his fist on his chest. “I fucking saved you from being killed! Me! Me and not Milo!!” He slams his fist harder on his chest and seemed like it was not hurting him at all.

As they passed the Werewolf Committee’s Territory and entered the Crescent Pack’s hemisphere, Alpha Alexander maneuvered the griffin they were riding below the flying zone, which was followed by his men immediately. “What are you doing?” Soleyah grasped Alpha Alexander’s arms on instinct—her eyes getting teary as the wind became harsher. The sudden momentum as the griffin torpedoed downwards made her lean onto the steady crimson alpha before she closed her eyes—readying herself for an impact as she readied herself to shift midway while thinking about how to take her mate. “Woah! Is that a griffin?! From the legend?!” “They are the Alliance! Woooh!” “May the Moon Goddess be with you!”

Each charge alone sufficed to send him to the gallows a hundred times over. I leaned down and said in a sharp, mocking voice, “You thought you could fool everyone by turning those deputy commanders into your personal army? Griffin, do you take the Black Guards for dead men?” Griffin’s face turned pale. He slumped to the ground, staring blankly ahead. That scroll had destroyed what little pride he had left. “No... this cannot be true...” Joan suddenly charged forward like a madwoman. She tried to snatch the scroll away. “Griffin is a great hero! He could have never done such things!”