Mythical Object Novels & Stories

“The god promised his gifts to the King and his descendants, and bestowed him a material gift as well. There were a lot of descriptions about what it could be but it was a thick, flat object that tapered to one end, maybe made with stone or something metallic.” Alexander raised his hand. “…so where is it now?” Arden shrugged. “I have no idea. But, like anything involving deities, there was a catch: the object was supposedly only meant for use to the god’s descendants.” “So someone in the royal family is a direct descendant of the god? His bloodline carried on for eons?”

And the answer was what I got. The object itself was its own defense. It needed no protection. I struggled for a while before finally finding my feet again. I wasn't going to be a fool again by going head on but at the same time, I was puzzled. How was I going to retrieve something I couldn't touch? I thought about Green. She must be busy fighting Vera vehemently. I promised to fight her battles, I promised to win this for her but here I was scared to go near the gem. One of the ancient artifacts that would soon be used as a lethal weapon against my mate. "Think Zeus. Think!" I mumbled as I walked back and forth calculating several possible solutions to my dilemma. My eyes darted to the gold

Li pointed at his glaive still in the jock’s hand. Before long, we returned to the camp. As for Li, he too followed us. The glaive suddenly materialized in front of him when he saw Brock being dragged by the meat-eating tree. Raja said that the polearm must have belonged to Li’s god. Any braves could summon any object associated with their gods. The first time it magically appeared was during a situation when a brave greatly needed something for a task.

Peur mocked Mechant laughs "yes I am, and I find them rather interesting, it talks about a revelation, that one day the universe would be blessed by something extraordinary" "You know all that are just myths right" "I feel like its something more than that, I mean listen to this line.une grande créature née du sang royal de deux créatures différentes bénies par la lune marcherait sur la terre et provoquerait la seule chose qui semble impossible à trouver" "And what does that say?" "Oh sorry. It says a great creature born of royal blood from two different creatures blessed by the moon would walk the earth and bring about the one thing that seems impossible to find.peace"

Alex couldn’t tell what it was but a loud gasp resounded the minute the object was revealed. The gasp was made by Rin. “Lord Rena! That is the matriarch prized procession!” “Yes, this was passed down to me 6 years ago along with the title of Pride. The artefact that once belonged to the Eros God…” Rena replied with pride as she opened her palm and did a push motion. The minute that she did so, the object hovered towards Alex’s direction. As soon as it neared him, a bright dazzling light shone from within the object, making it hard to open their eyes.

She continued but I interrupted her. "How will that be possible?" I asked her. "For Steve... we'll get something from the ancient power room." She answered and I nodded. The ancient power room she referred to was the room that had all the necessary equipment used to protect each and every member of the Magical kingdom. A lot of ancestral materials were kept safe in that room. My band...the supposed band that Sage wanted, was also one of the treasured materials that was kept in the ancient power room. It'd be just great if Steve could get something from there that would keep him safe. It'd help my worries lessen.

“Your excellency, we accept your offer to help us with the risk factor part of our plan. Now may I know your conditions?” Immortals did nothing for free. If one of them was providing a service for another one, then there was a price tag involved for sure. Arethusa thought that it was better to have it in the open and not be surprised by a request that came her way down the road. “First of all. You do not break the enchanted object. For as I have told you, they are attached to me. It is bothersome,” he paused, “I will make sure Amalthea stays enough to give you the choice that you want, Arethusa, but I have another condition for that,”

(Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are Pious, that means holy, and potent, which means powerful. So combining them we get our 'potus'.) "What's a potus crystal, and why is it in your chest? Are you injured or something?! And what do you mean she was a human?" " No, I'm not injured, potuses are very precious crystals to us as they are the main source of our incomparable powers which the demons crave, and you're going to develop a potus in your chest too. Very soon. Bethany was a normal human but you aren't." My eyes widened at her statement. My body was still, still as a cold corpse. " That's why I'm telling you all these. Wha

he says happily, as I watch him open one of the gigantic double doors to my left. Inside I could see the beautiful lush deep purple rugs, and the fabrics, and amazing furniture some of which I have never seen the likes of anything before. Beautifully carved into wood, you could see the different dogs….or where they wolves perhaps….and mythical creatures, I see a person with wings..? A fairy? Dragons, and mermaids, all of these creatures, are mythical, they don’t exist.

"Your tricks won't save you, traitor. Speak your last words." ​With a final effort, I pulled the velvet pouch from my chest and let it drop into the snow between them. The impact loosened the drawstring. The heavy black fabric fell away, revealing a jagged, polished obsidian relic etched with glowing crimson runes that pulsed like a living heart. The sheer magical pressure emanating from the object was instantaneous, radiating a heat that melted the surrounding ice in a perfect circle.