Mythical Zoan Novels & Stories

“That’s Erebus, the primordial of darkness. I thought X had killed him along with Ra, but...I was wrong. “He’s a primordial?”, Willow asked, involuntarily moving back. Those guys were too powerful to mess with. He looked back at Erebus. He was just standing there, watching. “Oh yes, he’s not a real void god, since he has no cognitive abilities.” Zoi touched the back of his head, and the eyes turned bright purple. “But, he’ll be more than enough to take care of you.” He was gone before anyone could say anything, appearing behind Willow. “Destroy.” He said simply, and punched Willow in the back. He felt his bones crack as he was hurled forward and crashed into Zoi’s throne. “If you’ll excuse m

Speaking of powers, Professor Damaris told me that there is Seven Caste of Powers here in the Olympus, wherein people were ranked based on the level and contribution of their powers to the Olympus. The seventh is considered the lowest rank of all, and it is called the Summoning Caste. These are the people who can summon any kind of animals, creatures, beasts, and other living things in the Olympus. Through the power vested in them, they can understand, talk to, and command them. Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them.

- Jason, I have to tell you something important. -You know you can count on me for anything, right? -Yes, that's why I need you to do me a favor. -Whatever small -Do not freak out. -I warn you. He looks at me confused. -What? Why? - Jason ...- I murmur. I tell him not to get upset and get upset. -In agreement! - him raises his hands in peace sign - I'll try not to, but tell me. -Do you know who Azael is?

I left out all the Idris info to him, not knowing if my brother knows him or not. “A Phoenix Aurora? How did you know about them? No one ever speaks of them anymore since they have been extinct for so long.” He looks at me truly puzzled by what I have said. “You see a Phoenix is the Lord of all creation, before everything from the very beginning. Men invented books depicting of a “human god” the all mighty that made everything from nothing. This is not true. The Phoenix, is the most rare mythical creature to have ever lived. Noone has seen one in hundreds and thousands of years, they have the power to build life, the power of true creation. But alas, they have died out a victim of their own

Sometimes it's joy to be ignorant. We were surrounded by people who thought we were bad because we were moon children, but we disregarded them. We were unique from birth, and their opinions couldn't make us change. Lupus Deus was at the top of the list of fictional creatures that even monsters feared to venture into their closets or under their beds. Whatever you want to call it—a haunting, a myth, or a tale. He would constantly be the subject of a story. Children were warned to watch out for him as he prowled the woods at night.

Clamping a hand over her mouth, she quickly spits out with embarrassment. I chuckle, peering down at myself. "It's okay. We humans aren't anything extravagant. You, on the other hand, look like a damn goddess." I admit, unashamedly. "We celestial's are all built the same. It is only our runes that makes us different from one another and with me being a princess. I have been given a gift from the stars." She begins. "Zion has been gifted with the skill to heal. Jaja is a tracker, and I can get people to tell me their wildest desires, enticing them to do as I command."

Both held their questions in, despite Aurelia's desperate need to know what happened. When they arrived at the temple, an odd arch shaped like two t's stuck together welcomed them. "What happened here?" "The Yanhuo attacked us. They are a race of black humanoid monkeys with bone white faces, and they breathe fire. They are territorial, and yet I do not know why they attacked us." Zinjo looked over at Aurelia and said, "Go on, I know you want to." Aurelia drew the Lion's Fang and smiled, "We would like to help you with this threat."

- I think we're friends. The two geniuses look at each other, as if they speak with their eyes. - You know, maybe we can help you, but we don't know if we can trust you. Moon says. - In order for us to help you, you had to be our master – Sun adds. - So let me be your master for a moment. - No. We cannot go back to being slaves. Lucifron shifts and Zog appears, making the genies retreat. - I'm Zog, one of the strongest dragons in the world. I promise you, through the fire that burns in my chest, that I will do everything for you to never be anyone's slave.

he smirked and made his way towards her. With a groan, I turned to Lord Adrian. “Is this true?” I asked, my voice filled with a mix of concern and frustration. “Are all these men pursuing Zoey because of her rare status and her healing abilities?” Lord Adrian nodded, his expression serious. “Yes, Ethan. Zoey possesses a unique combination of traits that make her highly desirable among werewolves and prominent men. Her healing gift is particularly rare and valuable, as it can benefit the entire pack. Many wolves see her as an ideal mate, both for her abilities and her beauty.”

As a monk and a scholar of the ancient ways, Zoran was the pack’s primary connection to the history of their kind. Zoran felt the weight of their collective gaze and let out a heavy sigh. "For the creatures to possess primordial energy... it is a grave omen," he said with a grave voice . "Primordial energy is not something that can be manufactured or conjured from thin air. It is the very essence of an ancient wolf.. It is a life force."