Mythical Greek Monster Novels & Stories

"Why are you chasing me? Just let me go. I want to be done. I want the hurting to stop." "The hurting never stops, Aurelia Viremont. It molts…and grows teeth." The creature circled me, its body flowing like ink. "I have been trapped under these mines for a thousand years. I was waiting for a soul that tasted just like yours." "Like mine? I'm nothing. I'm a low-blood omega. Everyone told me that since the day I was born. I’m a mistake."

The crowd that had moments ago bustled with laughter and chatter now stood motionless, eyes wide, faces pale in neon light. An elderly man dropped his umbrella and whispered one word in Japanese: “Bakemono.” Monster. Athens Deep beneath the ruins of the Acropolis, the air still quivered from where the Chimera had torn free. Archaeologists and soldiers at the excavation site scrambled in panic, watching the fissure collapse in on itself. Dr. Voss’s contacts in Greek intelligence exchanged hurried phone calls. The Labyrinth had given up its darkest secret. The beast was no longer contained. A Living Room in London

That was Frank the monster’s thing. “We don’t even need to watch videos, Ian already showed me how to do it. You just press down on this trigger thingy, point at the area you want to paint and voila! It’s done.” She patiently explained how the whole contraption worked, up until the point of how to get paint into the eqiupment, but I didn’t hear a single word. I nodded in all the right places, at least I thought it was in the right places, but my mind was brimming over with questions. What was Kyros? It had introduced itself as a god. The fire god to be specific. Admittedly, my greek mythology was terrible, seeing as all I knew about it was from the few comics I read and the Thor movie I watc

John asked as he stood up from where he’d been writing something on the floor, with chalk. “Rare, but then again rarer still are the demons and gods”, she muttered, “The common supreme beings happen to be chimeras, Kitsune, Hydras, Medusa, Kraken, a lot of nymphs and sirens, a lot of Greek mythologies if I had to be pedantic. Oh! Your homeroom teacher Mr. Edwards is a Leviathan, and his wife is a siren I think, we’ve had the first werewolf too; The Beast of Gévaudan and Fenrirs too, a Minotaur and Basilisks. I personally have known three different Basilisks”, she listed as she tried to recall the different Ascendants she’d met. “I thought if one existed, another Ascendant of the same kind co

"Rhea managed to save the youngest, Zeus, by hiding him away on the island of Crete, fed Kronos a stone wrapped in the swaddling clothes of an infant. The god grew up, forced Kronos to disgorge his swallowed offspring, and led the Olympians in a ten-year war against the Titans, before driving them defeated into the pit, of what we call hell. Do you know what it's called?" I asked Mac and he nodded. "Yes, the pit of silence and I don't give a fuck about Greek Myth." He whined and I laughed softly. "Tartarus. It's where all Mythological monsters and beings go after being destroyed, Except for gods, who fade away if they lose too many supporters and prayers. I don't want you to fail the rest to

Eliza said, bristling at the memory of the creature with a small shudder. Blakeney nodded thoughtfully. “That’s true. From what I can determine, and from Eliza’s description, it sounds like the mythological boar which Atalanta and his companions slayed so long ago. But,” he held up a hand to stave off comments, “I need to check a bit more to be sure.” “Let’s just hope Hades doesn’t break any more rules by resurrecting other monsters from myth,” Liz Masters added anxiously. Regardless of assurances, she was still a mother and worried for her daughter’s safety.

Atlantis, without the power of the crystal, will lose the battle. Milo's wingly, realizing the lost of her power, was suddenly in frenzy too. "Gaylia, steady girl!" he commanded helplessly. As soon as an enemy warpod came chasing after them, Gaylia darted away fast with all its might. She was out of control and Milo had to hang on like a ragged doll. Gaylia is reputed to be one of the fastest flying wingly in all of Atlantis so Milo surmise that at the speed she's engaged in flying scared, they would go beyond the island's sky boundaries in no time, which they certainly did.

The image showed a tall, barren mountain that was left with only the ruins of a palace built with marble and granite. It was covered with human corpses with broken limbs, armor, and some unknown creatures. They were covered in scales and looked very similar to the monster from before. Chase saw Zeus, who was gigantic and covered with wounds, fighting a giant monster that looked like a bug. The monster was also covered in wounds and had burnt marks caused by lightning bolts. Its mouth opened and closed as if it were speaking. It was disgusting to watch. Even though Zeus was exhausted, everyone could tell that he was enraged after hearing the bug's words.

My eyes managed to peel open, still watery and blurry, and I searched around for Raphael. “Raphael!” I gasped as he stalked towards a monster that I was sure wasn’t with us before. It was black from head to toe, except for its yellow, serpentine eyes, and was almost twice the size of Raphael. It stood like a grizzly that had too much muscle, but instead of being covered with fur, it had scales, spikes, and a long, rattling tail. It looked like an unholy hybrid between a snake and bear on steroids. What was that monstrosity? Where did it come from? And where was the rabbit? If that thing screeched again, we were doomed.

The government was selfish, self centered, wicked, and controlled by that monsterous body, Medusa! It also haunted them that the government did nothing about those souls butchered and executed mercilessly! Lively people they had seen hale and hearty a few hours earlier, eaten with, talked with. Now they could still see them how medusa had left them : As corpses, messed up with their own blood, and piled up as trash! It was just that bit of luck or they would have been those corpses, that pile of trash! It still haunted them, appeared as dreams, flashes, and all!