Nereid Myth Novels & Stories

" [1] Erida (fighting, quarrel, rivalry) — is the Greek goddess of strife and discord. [2] Nocté, Nyx (night) — is the Greek goddess (or personification) of the night. [3] Ereb (darkness, gloom) — representing the personification of darkness in Greek mythology. [4] Adamas (from ancient Greek - "irresistible") is a mythical metal that served as material for the tools of the gods. Adamas is the ancient name for a diamond [5] Cyanea capillata — a species of Scyphozoa, discophoran class.

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

This one flash of hope from the reprieve made the ordeal worse than ever. Along the way, she met the Danaïdes, who were the fifty daughters of the king of Argos. By the command of their father, who had been warned by the oracle that his son-in-law would bring his death, they killed all their husbands in one night. Their punishment in the Underworld was to fill with water a vessel full of holes - a never-ending and useless task. Persephone helped them fill the vessels and the water stayed unleaked. But these vessels would empty out as soon as she left.

"Very well. But truth often comes with pain, young one. Are you prepared for that?" I nodded, though my stomach churned with anxiety. "Your mother, Queen Nerida, was the most powerful Moon Weaver in generations," Elder Thalassa began, her voice taking on the cadence of a storyteller. "She could weave moonlight into solid forms, command the tides with a gesture, and her voice could rewrite reality itself." Images swirled around us as she spoke—my mother in her prime, beautiful and terrible, her silver hair containing actual starlight, her eyes holding depths that seemed to contain entire galaxies.

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

We sit with her. Nerida’s story (quiet, like she’s telling a secret the void might overhear): “I was born on a moon that doesn’t exist anymore. My mother was a deep-space leviathan. My father was a human astronomer who fell in love with the thing that ate his starship. They say I was born during a supernova. That I opened my eyes and the explosion just… stopped. Froze mid-bloom. Still hangs there today, a red flower made of fire and grief.

I let out a cough and rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, Mom, sorry. This is Demi she is a… um” Damn, what was she called again. “A Keres” Demi answered for me. “Right, a Keres. She assists the Gods in a way kind of like a Valkyrie.” My mother nodded her head. “She was sent here by our Goddess Selene and the Dragon God Typhon to keep an eye on me.”

Despite being taunted by the breath-taking villains, she continued being a gentle and lovable girl. It was only later when the author mentioned that Nixie or Andromeda was actually a mermaid, one of the turning points of the original n***l.

It was quickly put on me. I silently gasped when I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I was beautiful and the dress was just as breathtaking. It was light blues and whites and reminded me of falling snow. The way the whites cascaded into the blues. A simple pendant was put on my neck. It was a owl holding an arrow in its claws. This pendant was representative of the Goddess Lyra who is the Goddess of purity and warfare. It was such a funny combination if you asked me but every unwed girl had to be her servant until marriage. Then they would take on the Goddess Nyri who is the Goddess of fertility and obedience.

She takes the lid and carefully lifted, her hand flying to her mouth as she gasped, “This is –“ “Yes. It is the dress Aphrodite have asked the river nymphs to weave using the riverbank foam. With the help of Anemoi’s east and west wind, they were able to harvest the foams and dried it with the aid of the southern wind.” “Aunt Lilia have mentioned this to me when I was growing up as a child. Every little Erosian girls in Eros has dreamt about seeing this someday. I thought it was a legend, a story told for us to believe.” “Nope.” “It was lost – the Nereids, they took it for their mother, Doris, and it angered Aphrodite, promising them no love. So how did Aeon –“