Nyx Mythology Novels & Stories

"The Hunters are tools, little ghost. They don't think, don't feel, don't choose. They're programmed to seek and destroy. And someone has programmed them to find you." Nyx felt the world tilt beneath her feet. Seven Hunters. Divine agents sent to eliminate her. She'd barely survived one encounter—and that had been at a distance, with Caelan and his warriors to protect her. Seven of them would be unstoppable. "Why?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. "Why would the Goddess send so many? What did I do to deserve this?"

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:

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

Their mother Fate, the primordial goddess, was indeed too cruel. “How do we stop it? How do we destroy the god killer.” Seris asked no one in particular. “Well….” Nyx was cut of by Arkea who got angry and stormed to Seris. “Bring back my sister pup!” She barked at Seris who glared at her. “I am your sister Siren so sit the fuck down!” Seris screamed at her as Arkea immediately sat down. “That's some temper.” Thorlod whispered to himself no so quietly. “Nyx, please go on.” Seris said as Nyx took a deep breath and continued.

The mother knelt before the mist, her body shivering as she held her baby tight with her. The mist began to incite incantations as the room began to shake again. The mother struggled to pull away, but the hold of the mist was stronger. Like a pang, the baby in her hands began to cry to her mother’s surprise, as she hadn’t heard the sound of her baby since the moment she was born. Slowly, the purple mist took its final form, the INYOKA.

Nyx pulled away, her chest heaving, her eyes wide with desire and regret. "I can't do this," she gasped, her voice a delicate mixture of longing and determination. Nyx took steps backward, her conflicting emotions flickering in her eyes. Summoning all her strength, she mustered the courage to speak her mind. "Atlas," she whispered, her voice trembling with sadness and caution. "I fear that when it's morning, you may regret this moment, this vulnerability between us."

Her voice echoed in the empty castle. "This looks creepy" Hadiya added scurrying after her stupid friend. Hadiya was the one paranoid friend everyone had in their friend group but even she couldn't deny the fact that Zoya's adventures were worth the risk. "Are you kidding me? Look at this- OH MY GOD...... THERE'S A INDOOR FOUNTAIN!!!" She exclaimed running off to the fountain she saw from afar. The pillars around it were covered with vines and moss and the pot of the fountain was all green because of algae.

I gritted my teeth as their hands were tied together. “If this isn’t the most fucked up shit I have ever seen, I don’t know what is.” Nix mumbled beside me. I have to agree with him on this one. “And look at that one dude hovering over the fire like he’s the shit or something.” I choked on my spit. “Ugh… Nix, that is the god of the dragons, Typhon.” Nix stepped back nervously and rubbed the back of his neck.

Nyx had been born on the exact same day he was. According to ancient Lycan tradition, every Moon Lycan was blessed with four gifts from the Moon Goddess. Their own Vitali, horse, sword, and a unique appearance, which were their unique eyes and the symbol on the spot between their brows. Nyx had accompanied him since he was little, the mare understood him without words. Lucian's ears twitched slightly at the sounds of faint footsteps somewhere ahead. A cruel smile slowly appeared on his lips. He closed his eyes and counted every movement.

"I can see it. It's a reddish energy." "See it? What do you mean?" "How goes the training?" The sound of the snake's voice rattled me. "Eeek!" My tail frizzed and I jumped. "Didn't mean to startle you." "Uncle Salax, why is the tension so bad between you two?" Erys, Astra and Len joined our group, thankfully. "So, Nyx, have you found out her powers?" "I have." Something else to talk about! "She can create demons and portals. Right now, she's talking of seeing energy."