Mythology Hermes Novels & Stories

However, I refused to be thwarted and found a way to return. Five centuries ago, I returned and took away the queen of witches' son and killed the twin sister. The queen of witches, Aurora had gotten pregnant for the god of trickery, Hermes. Because of his identity as an Olympian god, Hermes is immortal. That means that his offspring would also have the gift of immortality. At that time, Aurora had divided the kingdom of witches into two. Fluorescent was to rule over the day and Umbrage over the night. However, Aurora did not expect Umbrage to rebel.

The pressure given off by the ancient god was too powerful even for them, who was the child of the gods. “How about I relive your victory trauma, my Perseus?” The eerie mocking voice caressed Perseus back. Perseus couldn’t understand his statement, it was a matter of obvious. Hades didn’t even give him any context. “What do you mean?” “Iya!” Hermes flew while thrusting his spear in desperation. The hell armies were working together in protecting their master and received the attack. “HERMES NO!” Perseus couldn’t move, stopped. “It’s okay, my armies will make him busy. Now, the spotlight is on you.” Hades’s heart was pumping blood, shot up to his head. All sorts of ideas were running inside h

studied the symbols again. If this is a temple to Hermes, I need to remember what Andreas said. He is the messenger god, but also the god of merchants, commerce, eloquence,ferrying the dead, and he was also called the trickster god. Looking at all the symbols on the doors again, she took each of them one at a time. The door to the right had suns and swans. These were not symbols usually associated with Hermes, it was usually Apollo that was associated with them. Amaris glanced at the other two doors and decided that she was right and this door's symbols represented Apollo. She turned around and looked at the door to her left. It had peacocks and crowns. Now she was in the palace of

Olympus, he was possibly the most colourful of the Olympian Gods. Hermes was the ancient Greek god of trade, wealth, luck, fertility, animal husbandry, sleep, language, thieves, and travel. One of the cleverest and most mischievous of the Olympian gods, he was the client of shepherds, invented the lyre, and was, above all, the herald and messenger of Mt. Olympus so that he got here to symbolise the crossing of boundaries in his position as a information between the two geographical regions of gods and humanity.

He leaned forward to take in more of the intoxicating scent of Jasmine, his eyes closed and he unconsciously leaned closer to her neck taking in the refreshing smell but at the moment she turned her face to the side, their noses brushed against each other, halting their movements. His eyes opened, feeling her move. His world stopped meeting a pair of earthly green orbs. Hazel caged her pupil while green guarded the iris. Deep swirling pools of green guarded by thick lashes, his eyes traveled down to her dainty button nose, slight chubby cheeks, a perfect jaw, his gaze flickered to those delicate petal like lips, plum and soft looking, black threads of silk framing her face and the nerdy big

“Right? So I took it. Just to see if I could.” “And you could?” “She didn’t have any protections on it. She was so arrogant, she thought no one would dare. It was… disappointingly easy.” “And then?” “She bitched to Zeus. He made me give it back,” Hermes says, waving it off like he got sent to time-out. He’s so animated when he talks, I could watch him forever. I reach for my drink, and my hand brushes his. The sparks shoot straight up my arm, hot and tingling and undeniable.

Drake asked. "Whoever wears that means she is the Legendary Goddess. There are plenty of necklaces that can identify the legendary goddess. The necklace has a mixture of symbols of two races. It just looks like the necklace that Sophie is wearing. The crescent moon symbolizes the race of vampires. The blue full moon symbolizes the race of wizards. It means that Sophie is half vampire and half wizard. " When the king said that, our eyes almost popped out. S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses?!

And so it came to be, that even before the messenger of the gods, Hermes had crossed the River Styx to waste his time, a concerned look on his deceptively youthful face as he came forth to the court of Hades. But the lord of the dead had already felt the not-so-subtle sway in the ever-flowing strings that the Fates so meticulously weave in their tireless hands. He had also formed a reasonably accurate idea about its cause by now; his only daughter, most possibly, his most favored child: the goddess of shadows. Hades tried not to sigh, Prinkípissa mou, what are you doing? “My lord…” began Hermes with a deep bow, “I believe there is news you should be made aware of–it concerns your only child,

Grey brought a hand out of his pocket. "Wait... I can help you! I can tell you how to find it!" Hermes said his whole cold expression changing to one of dismay. "Speak!" Grey woke fire in the pit of his palm. "First you must give me your word to let me live!" Hermes said his worry visibly turning to total fear. "I will kill you! All I can promise is to make it quick!" He kindled the flames brighter with the movement of his fingers. "Then you die!" In a swift motion he threw the dagger getting Grey's left shoulder and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Hermes was celebrating with the victory he earned and the honor that the King bestowed upon him. In a moment came the guard to him. “We found the woman ye ordered us to find and there is something odd on her, my lord.” “What is it?” “ She was casting spells in the valley where we found them.” Hermes let an amused smirk before he walked towards the exit leaving the party on his honor. “Tis shall call a double celebration. We just found a witch.” His eyes blazing with mischief. “ And witches are meant to be burnt to death.” ***