Nemesis Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

she said, waving a dismissive hand through the air as though she were shooing away a fly. “Then explain why you went to such lengths just to bring her down.” I held her gaze. “If this isn’t jealousy, then you’re just cruel. Or worse—you enjoy hurting people.” A bitter laugh escaped her. “You know what’s funny?” I remained silent. “You never fought this hard for me.” “That’s because you were never worth fighting for.” My voice remained calm, but every word landed with precision. “You’ve always been selfish, manipulative, and toxic. Everything has always been about you.”

Everyone pulled out their swords and lashes out to their enemy, leaving this part of the forest. "Should I ask for your forgiveness, your majesty?" Nemesis said, the side of his mouth slowly moving upwards, as if mocking the king. "You know me, your majesty. I could bow my head lower than you can imagined to someone who's deserving. But, I could raise my horns and bare my fangs to someone cruel and undeserving. And that means you, your majesty." he smiled, pulled out his sword from his hips and jump to the group of enemies near us.

Deep and raspy, White-Eyed Ivory Dragon’s voice rang out, “Welcome to Nemesis. Let me introduce myself. I am White-Eyed Ivory Dragon, the original Nemesis’ number one.” Sigillum then spoke, “I am Sigillum, the original Nemesis’ number three.” Followed by Devastation, who said, “I am Devastation, the original Nemesis’ number five.” And lastly, Dhrishit added, “I am Dhrishit, the original Nemesis’ number six.” “From today onwards, you guys will be part of Nemesis. We are happy to have you here, and we believe you guys will be able to restore Nemesis to its former glory,” said White-Eyed Ivory Dragon.

I said with a simper. “Even I know that Nepenthern, god of all gods, went to Hades and not to you. Nepenthern asked Hades, and not you, to give him the venom with the rage of Cerberus. We all know that he did this in a bid to kill Malleteagan as revenge on Endymion for seducing his daughter. So, you may have created the demon within me, but Erzelus is created by Hades, not by you. That means that you have no control over Erzelus.”

She is perhaps just a pawn in his power-drunk games! Damn it! Even in this shit, she got herself into he might not even care to help. That's if her mother is telling the truth. The blasting of the sirens took an ear-pitching note, causing her body to quiver with fear. She jerked her eye to Janice, her stomach churning with disgust and hatred for her. "I will remember your ugly face, Janice and Jordan and I swear I will descend havoc on you in due time even in the next life, I will continue to loathe your entire existence ." she snarled, her teeth gritting furiously and the veins popping on her temples.

I had a bad feeling about this. "You are his mate," he spoke softly, a manic look in his eyes. "This is amazing. You're the one who's destined to kill him, and with you being the moonstone...that's a genius-level setup. Hera was such a genius. How did she know —" I cut him off. "Who's Hera?" He grinned. "She was Anessa's sister. She was my favourite pawn." Nausea swept through me. Did it mean that the curse wasn't just done because Allora was grieving her sister?

“We’ll call her Lilith, belonging to the night.” They had two months of happiness while Arden’s advisors grew increasingly suspicious about why their Alpha kept disappearing. Then a seer had a vision during court and everything fell apart. “A child born of moon and blood will either unite the realms or destroy them,” the seer gasped, her eyes rolled back in her head. “When she comes of age, the ancient enemy will rise, She is salvation or annihilation. There is no middle ground.”

All the boys turned to stare at me with surprise on their faces. “You're the moon goddess?” Conan choked. “Hell no! I don't what he's talking about”, I answered hastily. What the hell? “Are you denying it or something? He risked his life to save you, so why won't you help him if you could?” Eric barked. “I'm not the moon goddess”, I said desperately. “Not yet. But you're her heir. You should pray to the moon goddess to save your mate Jovita, she specially picked him for you”

Maybe it's just her eyes playing games with her. He bowed his head slightly, "I am Hermes, the third son of king Median, the king of the werewolves." he introduced. Rielle opened her eyes and looked at him. She stared at him for a while with a blank look before she bursted out, laughing hard. "Are you kidding me? That is exactly the name of my book character and what do you mean by werewolves? Stop joking with me." she laughed but he retained a serious face. "Werewolves my foot." she added.

“As werewolves, the moon goddess has created us with a beastly nature for our survival. Our wolf is a signature. The frequencies we leave behind once we are long gone and forgotten. Pieces of evidence that we walked the earth and toiled the ground. With this nature will have the right to be rampant. which is our pride. But you are becoming the exception. And the frequencies you create are weaker than those of a human. Do you have anything to say for yourself?’’ Elena feels the need to look at her father. Yet any attempt she makes at raising her head is met with an invisible force that commands her to stay down. “Killing a human is no way of showing strength.’’ There it was again, his fingers