Niamh Mythology Novels & Stories

Niamh and Damian raised their eyebrows at the little girl’s question. It was too frightening yet sounded helpless. It felt like a call for help. “Maybe you don’t know, Elle,” Niamh smiled at her. Damian grasped the little girl’s hand after he lost his patience. He smiled at her and continued Niamh’s words, “Our parents are the god slayers.” “So don’t fear a thing. We can slay any evil gods out there for you.” *** Midnight. These last five years felt like a horrible phantasmagoria. And it would finally end.

Hymir’s raven and crown emblem were from their deity, Fiachra. According to Hymirian folklore, Fiachra is a young warrior cloaked in black flexible armor that is always seen accompanied by her ravens, it is said that Fiachra with the help of her friend ravens won countless battles and brought glory to Ancient Hymir. The King of Hymir at that time fell in love with the woman in black flexible armor and courted her, however, Fiachra’s love for her country was stronger and when a final war broke out Fiachra chose to go in the frontlines and fight with all her might. But it was also a fateful battle where Fiachra sacrificed her life by closing the gates of the kingdom, tens of thousands of raven

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:

Now, they are in a quandary because Giselle and Marcus have no other offspring besides Arnanta. "Then I heard rumors of a prophecy that a goddess of mixed blood would come to save my people," he explains. "A goddess? Why is she called a goddess?" the girl asked curiously. "Because she was born of mixed blood. According to my people's beliefs, a person born to a wolf nation and a pure human is a goddess and a god. One day she will save the two nations from the cruelty of the vampires," he said. "Was there ever a goddess in the kingdom before?" Brizella was getting excited to ask.

“We are joined tonight by avatars of the tri-mother, our own moon goddess! Flidais (pronounce FLIH dish) be praised that they have chosen to join us!” Howls erupted from the darkness in response and my hand clamped down on Kiara’s eliciting a small squeak of pain. Flidais? He invoked Flidais, goddess of the hunt? I supposed that was somewhat fitting, though she was often depicted as being at odds with Brigit and Morrigan. As for Cernunnos, well let's just say he was often seen hunting Flidais

“Going once, going twice sol-” “ A thousand grams!” A voice interrupted, earning gasps from the crowd. I swallowed the invisible saliva clinging to my tongue as my eyes searched desperately for who would want to risk that kind of amount on a cursed woman. “That’s ridiculous for a demon, a thousand-“ “She is a Nymph!” A man dressed in a cotehardie and black boots with a feather hat that almost covered his face strode forward. My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the devilish beauty underneath the hat. “A thousand and she’s mine,” he blurted, holding the gaze of the man who stood beside me.

When I got pregnant he was out of his mind with joy, and he poured half his divine blood into me because he was afraid my body wouldn’t hold the bloodline of a god. He set aside the business of the Council, and every day he came down to my little palace, laid his hand on my belly, and listened for movement. But the day Nia was born, the Fates appeared in my birthing chamber. “Mortal vessel, divine blood. Her fate is ill. If she stays on Mount Olympus, she will bring ruin to the whole divine world.” Caelum stood outside the chamber all night, and he didn’t come in to hold her.

Bodach reached his hand down and I grabbed it as he lifted me up off of the ground we walk down a small corridor towards the deck where the seats were located. I realized then that there are more than just four personnel on this shuttle. ^^^^^^^^^^^ (1.5) Bodach is a "Trickster or Boogeyman" figure in Gaelic folklore and mythology. The Bodach "old man" is paired with the Cailleach "hag, old woman" in Irish legend. (Wikipedia)

Then as if that was not even dumbfounding enough, a shadow loomed over every person's eyes. A magnificent orange light rose from Amaryah's feet, and behind her, it stood silently floating. Its hair was so beautiful while flowing, and a delicate symbol was carved on its forehead. The spirit had its head down, eyes closed, and hands clasped in front together as it eventually influenced the temperature to increase. The Mist Mountains could be called cool, but that was only because most people who practice the arts of elements have some sort of personal temperature balancer. They would not feel too cold in winter, not too hot under the raging sun.

While all members of the Southampton family have hazelnut brown hair and did not have the strange appearances like scales on their faces or weird hair colours as Nicholas had. That small difference made Nicholas' life as a child felt like a hell. He who had the opportunity to see in person and be beside Nicholas, witnessing all the tortures that Nicholas' parents had given to Nicholas, he could not understand the reason why they did all these things. Even now, he still could not understand how he could peek into Nicholas' past, doing that astral projection into the timeline when Nicholas was a child so easily in his dreams. The only guess so far, for now, was that it was the goddess Morrigan