Mythical Stories Novels & Stories

“My friends, our journey is long. Let’s save this for another day, would everyone agree?” After a pondering pause, all heads nodded in agreement. “Now, I have a story to tell.” He scooped a blue powder and tossed it into the bonfire. “Once upon a time….” The flame burst again, but this time, fiery images of animals, humans, and landscapes appeared. From the Greek heroes like Perseus and Jason, the adventures of Thor and Loki, and to the African spider god, Anansi, which was our first time hearing it, every story he told was brought to life by the flame.

I asked him, panic thick in my voice as I suddenly looked around in fright and waited for whatever this evil may be to suddenly attack me since I was aware of its existence. "Tis a tale, is it not?" he casually spoke with a shrug and I shook my head. "There is truth in myths, Abigor. You of all people should know that," he was a man of intelligence, no doubt a man that should be aware of truths in all matters myth or folklore, "and what you have described...only one mythical creature is capable of sucking the blood out of its victims..." Master Abigor looked down at me, his eyes emotionless yet eager. The left corner of his lips slightly raised as he gave me a slow blink, "and which mythical

"I haven't. And if I have it doesn't matter. Sometimes Old Nan would tell the same story she'd told before, but we never minded, if it was a good story. Old stories are like old friends, she used to say . You have to visit them from time to time." "That's true." Meera walked with her shield on her back, pushing an occasional branch out of the way with her frog spear. Just when Bran began to think that she wasn't going to tell the story after all, she began, "Once there was a curious lad who lived in the Neck. He was small like all crannogmen, but brave and smart and strong as well. He grew up hunting and fishing and climbing trees, and learned all the magics of my people." Bran was almost ce

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

“This is a bit left field.” “Actually it’s not, in fact it’s totally pertinent to our film.” “Okay, this I’ve got to hear.” “One of the oldest written stories in existence is Inanna’s Journey to Hell, it’s even older than the Epic of Gilgamesh. It tells how Inanna, a fertility goddess, travels into the afterlife . She descends through all seven levels of Hell, and then her sister Ereshkigal, an ancient, sex mad crone who rules the underworld, captures and kills her. Because she’s a goddess she comes back to life and her lover, the shepherd king Dumuzi, sets her free. It’s like the forerunner to lots of later myths about rescues from the underworld such as Orpheus and Eurydice, Demeter and Pe

’ He sniffled. ‘Maybe I can find a way to fix that, too,’ I muttered, scanning the pages of an ancient, dusty book I’d found buried in Moon Chasm’s library. I didn’t find anything. There were old fairy tales, so old they barely seemed recognisable anymore, that spoke of affronted gods casting down their children and making the first wolves. Some were classic tales, like the one about three pups going too near a river and being turned into toads to save them from drowning; others were cautionary tales, warning young wolves away from humans and forbidding any sort of romances between us and them – all in a fun, rhyming sort of way, of course.

"But there's more to the night sky than just stars and constellations. There are also stories. Would you like to hear one?" "Yes, please!" the boy said, his eyes wide with anticipation. Although he knows about stars and constellations, he didn't know any of the story. " Alright", Kiara began. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful maiden named Cassiopeia, who was loved by many suitors," Kiara began. "But she was vain, and boasted that she was more beautiful than the Nereids, the sea nymphs. This angered the sea god, Poseidon, who summoned a sea monster to attack the kingdom."

Yesran walked along the shelves with wide eyes, her steps were slow, and then, not wanting to waste time, Yesran began to browse the books on the mythological shelf. Vampire. Nymph. Elves. Siren. And many more non-fiction books that tell the origin of mythological creatures from various continents. As many people know, vampires are blood-sucking predators, Elves are fairies who have extraordinary powers, and sirens are mythological creatures who guard the sea. Yesran put the book about Siren back on the shelf, then her fingers moved to the next books. Yesran's fingers stopped moving. Yesran's eyes narrowed when she saw the writing on the dark blue cover book.

"Very much like it. I've often wondered if that myth was based on the sharum." "Pandora's jar. Now a Phoenix? What's up with you and Greek myths?" "Seems like a bit of a coincidence, doesn't it?" she said, winking at me. "But perhaps the Greeks took some of their legends from living ulami? Perhaps a ulami helped write these stories. Who knows?" I felt Zander's eyes on me, but I didn't meet them. "Pandora's jar?" he asked privately along our mental path. "I'll explain later. It's no big deal."

"Do you want me to tell you a story?" My brows furrowed and I chuckled. "A story? Out of nowhere?" "Hm-hmm," "Alright then," I answered, as if I was still doubtful about it. "There’s this world that was controlled and ruled by the moon," he started. "Moon? How would the moon rule the world? " I couldn’t keep it all to myself. "Not that moon, but the moon goddess- Selene." "Selene? Oh right! I can remember back when I was in high school, we learned about that Mythology sh*t-"