Mythology Hecate Novels & Stories

That was a huge fucking thing right there that a goddess essentially bowed to them. “I am Hecate, the Goddess of Magic, the one responsible for the creation of the vampire species. I felt that it was past time for everyone to hear the truth about your species. Originally, vampires were created to protect the vulnerable, the innocents that other species harmed without regard. Unfortunately, that became tainted by those who sought power. To fix this, I sought the most worthy of vampires and found a pair of fated beloveds, knowing that they would be able to help restore the balance. They were the very first Precoza rulers. Many years ago, I personally chose your Queen, Imeela Precoza, as my war

I whispered, apologizing and bowing my head over again. "I am the goddess Hecate—the patron goddess of magic, witchcraft, and sorcery. I have the owner to guide and control the paths of life. The darkness, shadows bow to me..." I gasped, pressing my body into Julian as the room was suddenly enveloped in darkness, and then I saw shadows around. A shudder escapes me, and I murmur, "I didn't mean to offend her." The room suddenly flooded with light, and I yelped as I saw her in front of me, whereas Julian was where Jack was.

But mostly, it thirsted for revenge at that moment. I must return, was all I said. The Moon Goddess’s soothing voice warned, I will grant you life, but it will come with a price, my child. I looked down at my corpse, at the poor girl who did not know she was special, who was treated like a clown then tossed away like a forgotten piece of garbage. Regarded as nothing more than the rodents that sniffed at her dead body. I will pay anything, I promised the goddess, desperate to escape from the dust and death drowning in cobwebs. I gazed down at the bulge of my stomach. Anything.

Mutters erupt throughout the crowd upon hearing her statement and she stands tall waiting for the downpour of questions. “Are you certain he can take down the alpha?” A man in the crowd asks with a stoic expression. “He is the King of the underworld for a reason, Sampson,” Hecate says robing a cloak of seriousness. “How will he take on the Tribrid and his hybrid mate?” A woman asks with doubt prominent on her features. “In case you’ve forgotten Angeline, we are talking about an immortal being who is in charge of dead souls from all two realms, the supernatural and the human realm. I’m sure he is more than capable,” Hecate says stressing on his characteristics.

I said. “Grand witch Evanore Cinnabar Thornheart the descendant of Hekate, the goddess of witchcraft, magic, and the queen of creatures of the night; the goddess capable of walking through realms like doorways. That explains your aura,” he said. I tried to hide my shock. I was not aware there were people who have such thorough detail about my mother. It made me relax, giving me a sense of safety that I did not need to hide from him. “My aura?” I repeated, giving him a teasing smirk.

The king spoke, "We need to find Sophie as soon as possible. Because if Sophie is really in Zack's hands, she's really in danger. Because Zack might be doing the onerex right now," Onerex? What's that? This is the first time I've heard those words. "What onerex are you talking about, father?" Drake asked. "Onerex is a ritual performed on half-vampire creatures," said the king. "To the legendary goddesses who are half vampires," said Alexa.

The goddess murmured, tapping her chin. My eyes wandered to her hands, and I noticed some inklings in them. Or more like the symbols around the dungeon were on her hands. The more I gazed at them, the more it dawned on me, I wasn't in front of just any goddess, but the goddess Trivia, also known as Hecate! The goddess of witchcraft, crossroads, entranceways, night, light, magic, and necromancy! Perhaps there were other things she was the goddess of, but that was the only thing that could come to my mind as I stared at her in awe.

Just another thing pointing to all this really being my destiny. "Lastly, I am a descendant of the Goddess Hecate. Goddess of magic, witchcraft, rituals, ghosts, doorways and creatures of night, like hellhounds. I mostly work with rituals and magic though, but I can engage in some of the other things if I need to." she finishes. "Wow, okay. You guys really are a unique bunch." I comment, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Head feel like its going to explode yet?" she giggles, making me roll my eyes playfully.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

' Erebus says in sorrow. 'Besides, it's not like I knew where she was. I could just sense her.' Erebus explains. Michael calms at this explanation. 'Is that why I felt a pulling in my heart when I first heard those nurses gossiping about him?' I ask with curiosity. 'Yes, it was.' Eos says smiling. I smile at Michael. 'Wait how do you know we will have two kids?' Michael asks. 'It is a part of the prophecy.' Erebus says. 'What exactly does this prophecy say?' Michael asks with curiosity. ' The Moon Goddess and Hades will be brought together to merge their bloodlines bringing about two very powerful strong children that will bring peace between the vampires and werewolves as well as the werewo