Mythical Greek Monster Novels & Stories

he replied, his voice sounding calm and reassuring. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest as Mr. James began to explain. "The chimera monster is a beast like no other. It possesses the strength of a lion, the speed of a snake, and the cunning of a goat. Its most significant weakness is its inability to breathe fire. You need to create a trap and lure the chimera into it," he said. Mr. James went on to explain the details of the trap, emphasizing the fact that it had to be built quickly before the monster broke free. Jackson and I listened intently as Mr. James spoke, frantically nodding our heads as we tried to absorb everything.

He jerked off his body and almost fell off from his horse, roaming eyes around him. 'Who said that?' he thought. The Commander of his army, Panther, was fighting close to him, growls of bloodlust for the enemies coming from his mouth. His red eyes were enough to scare someone normal, his roars were more violent, the swinging of his sword was proving that he was a living monster in the mankind. "It is me," the voice whispered again. Moriah sighed with frustration, though the voice seemed familiar as if he heard that mysterious voice before. "I am the Lord of Life."

I have come too far to get caught now. I walked back into the bar and straight to the bar. “Give me a whiskey on the rocks and be quick about it,” I said to the bartender. He nodded and returned with my drink immediately. I slammed the drink and asked for another. Damn that woman. I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences.

Now it seems not to be the case. Thinking through her, she begins to tell her good friends about what Olympian gods might have. “Well… According to the legend. I know that they should have many monsters and beasts in control. Also… they should have a lot of goodies such as The Golden Fleece, Golden Apple, Aegis, Achilles Armor Etc.” Aurelia tries to list the artifact from the Greek Myth then she notices that it’s quite a long list so she brings out a tablet from her storage ring and starts to type all the lists as much as she could think of along with their abilities.

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

She needs to know that the superiority of the witches, is in itself, as old as time. "Thousands of Years ago, your ancestors Lykaon, spite Zeus by presenting him with the flesh of a human to feast on during a festival of the full moon. Zeus, furious with Lykaon actions and temerity, cast a curse on him and his descendants. Zeus, cursed Lykaon, to be a feral animal of the night, to wander forever, unable to control himself, to wander mindless, unable to know if he was human or not. Zeus, cast Lykaon to the earth and the curse ruled Lykaon. And on every full moon, Lykaon, being the strongest, would rip out the throat of his own children and feed on it. And, when dawn comes he would weep over t

Adrian continued, "The drawings also say that it was the immortals who were victorious. Young and brave immortals had almost succeeded in sealing him away, but he managed to escape after sustaining severe injuries. Later on, the Creator was too afraid to appear. Instead, he created monsters and sent them to our world to kill the remaining humans. These monsters were snake men, walking skeletons, and other strange-looking demons. They were all cold, mindless beings whose only purpose was to kill."

I tried to work out the unfamiliar Latin word’s translation. “It’s chimaera. That’s the Greek word,” CLAIRE said. “Pronounced the same in English, but from Greek mythology. Traditionally CHIMERA was a fire-breathing monster with the head of a lion, a serpent’s tail, and a goat’s body. Though it’s a word used to describe anything that’s a mashup of different distinct parts.” “A hybrid.” I traced my finger over the wolf-headed figure. ASH leaned in. “Funny. You don’t really look like that though.”

"Hm, you know what? Fuck it, I can have favorites, too. So, yeah, it's a tie between the one on my back, and Scylla and Charybdis." "Who and who?" "These sea monsters..." She used her left hand to trace the full-sleeve piece on her right arm. "Scylla and Charybdis from Homer's 'Odyssey.'" "Feel free to judge me for what I'm about to say, but the Homer I'm most familiar with is the yellow cartoon character from Springfield." Laughing, she called me 'cute'—but 'ignorant' would've been more apt in my opinion. "No worries. Like I love reading, but an Ancient Greek epic poem isn't my cup of tea. Only reason I picked it up was because..."

[1] Latin name for serpents [2] Forky in ancient Greek mythology is the sea Chthonic deity, the god of the stormy sea, the god of miracles.