Mythology Hecate Novels & Stories

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

I nodded, tears in my eyes, but truly comforted by her words. “Can I see him?” I ask her. Her face is pained for a second before she replies, “I’m sorry I don’t have a way to show you. Everything I see and feel is from within. It can’t be shared like that…” “I might have something,” a woman to her side says. She clears her throat. “I’m Hecate, the Goddess of Witchcraft. In exchange for your true friendship with my beloved Ally, and your huge sacrifice, I can create a short portal so you can see them. They’re together now. Would you like to see them?”

My dragon was at peace with this woman, but Creed and his father were certainly skeptical. “No, my charming griffon, I am Hecate, Goddess of Magic and Spells.” The few brief moments she let us have to contemplate the massive shock of information sink into our minds, I thought back to the witch’s comments at the ceremony. ‘To listen to the words of Hecate.’ This woman was the actual goddess. She looked like one the very moment we saw her, but now it had become so more real. A soft glow of gold wrapped around her body tightly, her fair skin that had never seen a bit of sun, no wrinkles not even a beauty mark. Her face looked painted by Michelangelo himself.

“Why ‘Hekate’? Why did you choose that as your codename?” Yuri sighed. “Why indeed?” she muttered, drawing circles in the sand by her right foot. “Hekate is the Greek Goddess of the Night. Thus, she is known as the Goddess of Witchcraft or the Goddess of Vengeance. That’s why I choose ‘Hekate’ as my codename.” Yuri sighed, tilting her head backwards to see the moon in the sky.

Hecate was not just any name. In Greek mythology, she was the goddess of death. Why would Logan take a potion with the name of the goddess of death? I watched Morgana mix it with a little water. Could it be poison, isn't it? — Logan, why is this named Hecate, the Greek goddess of death? — Do you know who she is? This is really impressive. I could see Logan looking at me, and he didn't seem very eager to answer my question, probably because he knew I wouldn't accept his decision so easily.

The room is silent for a while, each of us trying to process all that we’ve just learned. “So when did they get here? And why didn’t the American covens stop them?” Lily asks. Citra sighs. “To explain that, I have to give a little background on our goddess, Hecate. She is closely related to your goddess, Selene, which is why she and Selene teamed up to get Nathan, Michael, and I out of the Meteoric Rise Pack. While Selene is the goddess of the moon, Hecate is considered the queen of the night. But Hecate is the three-faced goddess, meaning that she has three different aspects: the maiden, the mother, and the crone. The maiden cares for women in all shapes and forms: animal, human, or s

I began. That instantly captured their attention. Even Jiya looked at me curiously. "The four realms?" Abi asked. I nodded. "I’m not sure where I learned it, but maybe from books or someone told me," I said. They waited eagerly for me to continue. "These four realms honor the Moon Goddess. They are the Lycan Realm, the Vampire Realm, the Elf Realm, and the Siren Realm," I explained. The three of them listened intently. "The Moon Goddess resides in her Moonlight Sanctuary in the Celestial Realm," I added.

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

Kas reaches out and takes her hand. “Mon ami, one day, people may think your story is a myth, but they will never hear of it if someone doesn’t tell it for the first time.” Delilah raises her hands high in the air and lets her voice ring words I don’t understand. “Me tin evlogía tis Mitéras mas, Ekátis, pros timín tis evgenoús Theás tis Selínis, Selínis. Parakaló akoúste ta lógia mou kai pléxte ta sta astéria. As zísei gia pánta o thrýlos tou Iokásti Látmou. [With the blessing of Our Mother, Hecate, in honor of the noble Moon Goddess, Selene. Please hear my words and weave them into the stars. Let the legend of Iokaste Latmus live forever.]”

Lycaon was content with his creations and so continued to amass an enormous army. In this time, Lycaon had lain with Hecate, and she bore them a daughter called Elexis. The great love she suddenly felt for this child lifted blindfold of lust and power from Hecate’s heart and she began to loathe Lycaon and his path to vengeance. No longer wishing to be a part of Lycaon’s schemes, Hecate left with her daughter one day when Lycaon was away. Upon learning of Hecate’s abandonment of him, Lycaon only grew more passionate for the destruction of the deities and their king.