Nemesis Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

"What matters is what he believes he is owed and what he is willing to do to collect it." "And what is he willing to do." Marcus was quiet for a moment. The kind of quiet that means the answer is not a comfortable one and he is deciding how to give it to me without being dishonest. "Eduardo Caruso," he said finally, "is a man who inherited his father's connections and none of his father's patience. Donatello was ruthless but methodical. Eduardo is ruthless and impulsive, which is a considerably more dangerous combination." He looked at me steadily. "He will not move openly. Not against me directly, not yet, the exposure would cost him more than it would gain. But he will look for pressure po

And because he believed I was Rachel's son, he'd tried to get rid of me. Still, it made no sense.... Until they showed me the hell he had unleashed on everyone who had crossed him. Someone like that wouldn't spare me, would he? Especially if he learnt that I’d gotten close to his precious daughter. And with Sebastian being so close to the man… My fist clenches against my thigh. A tight, burning pressure builds behind my ribs. I want to rip his throat out. Instead, I smile when Nora squeezes my arm and says something about wanting to visit Santorini.

“Volnar Nev was the greatest General among the Minotaurs. It was he who convinced his people to join in the fight with us, and he personally led his troops during that brief but decisive conflict. “Neyalha did considerable damage among his troops. Before the Na’Himara and the Guardians could establish their mystic shield around her, she swept through the valley and many fell victim to her flame. A small number of Black Knights were killed or injured, but the greatest casualties were among the Minotaurs. Some have speculated that Neyalha held great resentment toward the race of Minotaurs when they allied themselves with humankind. Her wrath raged most hotly towards humanity, and by joining wi

She was the most powerful goddess, after all, the only one who could face Demeus in a battle with the possibility of winning. The doors to the gloomy interior of Neifler’s abode threw themselves open before she got to them and from within came the voices of the condemned souls, there were cries of anguish coming from the cursed souls and wicked laughter poured forth from the underlings who tortured those poor souls. Like every other room in the pantheon temple of Neifler, the throne of Neifler himself was black and slimy, the walls moved as though they were alive and though one could not see the souls crying for help, the voice shook even the foundation of the temple. At the center of the th

Nanny Delta led her inside the mansion. "When will mom and dad come home?" She asked nanny Delta while walking towards the dining hall. "I'm not sure, they haven't mentioned to me when they will be back yet." "Are they still in Mexico?" She asked, but nanny Delta just shrugged. Nanny Delta served her breakfast, and they had chitchat. They gossiped and laughed about random kinds of stuff, no wonder, they've missed each other. Nanny Delta had served them ever since before she was born. She also took care of her when she was young because both of her parents are always busy with their work and business. For her, nanny Delta is her second mother.

Fenrir snarled. I flinched. This wasn’t the first time he had glowered at me with such heated suspicion, but this time, I was completely innocent of all treachery. Now probably wasn’t the time to bring up my idea. He’d only interpret it as a means of deflection or yet another trap. Gathering my courage, I said, “The only outsider who knew the details was Demeter—” “Nobody despises Hades more than that goddess. Her animosity toward Hades goes back for millennia,” Fenrir said, his voice hitting me like shards of ice. “Who else?”

But he also didn't want his imperial mother to die, after all, she was the one that brought him up for all those years. Another consort named Monica made Rhea's everyday life pure suffer. Every night The King visited Queen Rhea's chamber, ignoring every other woman. That made every one of them angry, but Consort Monica was the most infuriated one since she was hearing all the rumors and comments about her. She and the mother of Ajax schemed against Rhea non stoppingly. Dorothea, his mother, didn't know the real identity of Rhea, but they mutually hated each other. In the first thousand years, Rhea got pregnant but the baby did not make it out alive.

He, like Connor, looks just like his father, only he has the grey-green eyes of Luna Yara and Kennedy. By the time Kennedy comes back downstairs after packing her things, I’m ready to go. If one more person tries to warn me about not being good enough for Kennedy, telling me that I’d better make sure that I’m worthy of her, or any other type of warning, I may have to kill someone. I already know that I’m not good enough for her. I know she deserves better, but I can’t seem to stop myself from accepting the undeserving gift that the Moon Goddess has given me.

“Entering their mansion is like walking into the devil’s lair. No man has ever lived who decided to go against the Romano Empire. They’re merciless to their enemies.” “No man, I know,” I echoed and nodded slowly. “I am not a man, and I am not going to make the same mistake that others did. It’s about time they realize what eye for an eye means.” I shook my head and spoke slowly. “They have to pay. I will make them pay. Romanos played Gods for a long time now. It’s about time they see what hell looks like.” “It is not going to be easy, Lilliana.” I knew that it was a war—a war with an invincible enemy.