Novel & Cerita Niamh Mythology

The parchment was old, the edges frayed, but the symbols were clear. “This,” she said, pointing to a passage written in an ancient dialect, “is about Nyxia.” The name sent a chill down my spine. Killian’s letter had mentioned it, and now hearing it from Selena made it feel even more ominous. “She’s not just a name,” Selena continued. “Nyxia is... was a rival to the Moon Goddess. A being of chaos and shadow. She believed that bonds and hierarchies—like the mating system—were chains meant to be broken.”

he added. “Nonsense.” Namir gasped, but his gazes were adamant. “I can’t. I shouldn’t. I’m just a spirit sent to protect her.” He finally admitted. Caius saw the disappointment in his eyes. But he became curious about where Namir came from and why Nemiah had to be protected as what her mother always told him. “Who really is she?” He asked Namir. “You’ll know soon. And you’ll regret the days you’ve treated her badly. I will laugh at your face once that happens,” he grinned at him. He returned to Nemiah’s side and sat before the fire so that Caius wouldn't get a glimpse of her.

"A maji has come to Niamh in her dreams, telling of a witch with the heart of a Sidhe princess, the soul of a demon and the blood of a vampire. One who would come to us for our help." The "she" Niamh mentioned, the question I'd waited to pursue. Iepa. Had to be the same maji. She'd taken interest in me, the one who told me about this destiny of mine. And while I wished she was wrong, there was no use fighting it now. They could have just told me in the first place.

*Sasha POV** "The Fianna?" Emmett asked confusion crossing his face. "The Fianna or "Na Fianna" in gaelic are very visable in Celtic Gaelic mythology they were a special group of warriors that were depected as wolf men because they were werewolves some say. they are connected to our ancestors the Kings of Ossery in Ireland where our pack origins lay.The Fianna are marked by a Cresent moon birthmark. Their origin stiry varies as alot of Irish mythology was passed done through verbal stories rather then written down. We call them green wolf guardians in our pack. When Danny was revealed as one we assumed Charlie was a green wolf as she never transformed and we suppressed her wolf we never knew

A gasp from the falconer made Niamh open her eyes, but not pause in her prayer. Her hands were emitting a soft blue glow, it spread from her hand to Fergal's injured wing and body. The falcon stopped struggling immediately, and his heartbeat slowed to a calm and pleasant rate. "My Queen," the falconer breathed. "How did you come by these powers?" "We have it in all of us," Niamh heard herself saying. "Let go of your bitterness and anger, reach into your soul for the knowledge of the ancient Elves. I learned this at the Emenasari temple."

Niamh thought to herself, that no matter what she has to find out the truth hence she agreed to send her sorcerers to aid the Nightshaders. Niamh, sat down with Euphenia and offered her with a glass of wine speaking, “Eu, there is something, I must discuss with you and you only. It is to be only known by you.” Euphenia, “What is it sister?” Niamh, “Remember the story our mother told about the Bracelet of Uraos, the supreme Sun God?” Euphenia, “Yes, it is fabled to give the wearer the ultimate control and power to create and destroy life.But I heard that Eye of Life, the sapphire stone, was destroyed”

For the night is dark and full of terrors," Sryrn and her queen's men replie d. Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dying.

"The brother in blood has brought more than just corporate proxies to our borders, Lucian. He has digging crews, and he is hunting for the thresholds. The Tuatha Dé Danann are stirring beneath the mounds." Rebecca’s breath caught in her throat. Her research in the archives had hinted at the deeper mythology of the glen, but hearing it confirmed out loud sent a shiver down her spine. The Tuatha Dé Danann—the ancient, powerful fairy race of old—still resided on this very land.

Growled a voice in my head, causing me to jump slightly. “Wait…. Who are you?” I silently replied, making sure I didn’t speak out loud as I didn’t want to wake up my men. “I’m Nyx, I’m surprised you didn’t realise.” “How are you talking to me?” I ask, “you’ve never done that before.” “You’ve never been ready to hear me before, not like this.” “I don’t understand, how is this possible?” “We are the Red wolf.” She smiles, and I could actually see her in my mind, her beautiful red fur bouncing as she moved. “We can do anything we want. Selene has blessed us.”

Seeing how everyone stared at her with disbelief, Nimue decided to share her thoughts with them. "We all know the circumstances surrounding her birth and we also know that she is the very first of her kind to exist amongst us mythical creatures. What if this is nature's way of restoring its balance?." Nimue said and the people in the room became silent while putting Nimue's words in deep thoughts. Her words indeed made sense but still they couldn't help but have doubts in their mind. "I still suggest we keep that part away from her and train only her banshee side" Jeremy suggested.