Nyx Mythology Novels & Stories

I demanded, keeping my voice steady. The figure didn’t answer right away. It stepped closer, its movements smooth and unsettling. When it finally spoke, its voice was calm but carried an eerie weight. “You may call me Nyx.” The name sent a shiver down my spine. Something about this being felt ancient, powerful, and not entirely human. “What do you want?” I asked, refusing to let my fear show. Nyx’s glowing eyes locked onto mine. “You have meddled with forces you do not understand, little wolf. Breaking the relic has set events into motion that cannot be undone.”

Nyla didn’t understand figures of speech, nor was she up to date on modern language. Had they been cut off from the world when their master had been imprisoned? For how long? Legends about ancient Greece were thousands of years old. And in all those lore and legends, there wasn’t a single mention of a God of Justice... “I don’t think she’s questioning your powers, my old friend,” the horned god explained to the serpent, scratching her scales until she purred with delight. “But she’s had a long day and requires a meal and rest. Will you inform Nyx and Erebus to have a chamber ready for her and some food, please?”

She pauses, taking a deep breath. “Absalom consorted with Nyx, the Goddess of the night, seeking to create an eternal night for his children. He nearly managed it too. Thus, the thousand-year war began. Gods against Gods. You would think that with Zeus, Selene and Helios as one, they would win easily. But that wasn’t the case. Absalom enlisted the help of Hades, who happily went against his brother Zeus. Hades unleashed monstrous beasts upon us. He also had Enyo, the Goddess of destruction, at his side. And, of course, Nyx, if the world was eternal night, she would be all powerful. Why wouldn’t she help him?” Again, she pauses.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Deep within my soul, the final, ancient cosmic seal of my past life tore completely open. Nyx didn't just awaken; she expanded. Her fur wasn't gray or black, she was a towering, majestic creature of pure, starlight-white, an ancient, mythical breed that had walked the earth before the packs even had names. The true reincarnation of the Moon Goddess herself, reborn to rewrite her destiny. “Rise,” the divine, booming voice roared through my veins, shattering the underwater currents. “The trial of blood is over. The goddess has awakened.”

“What_ what is this?” The figure’s eyes, glowing silver like the moon, fix on her. “You have come far, child. Farther than most ever will.” Nyx swallows, her throat dry. “Why have you brought me here?” The Lycan God steps closer, the air crackling with energy. “Because you are my legacy, Nyx. You carry my bloodline.” Her mind reels, trying to make sense of the words. “Your bloodline? I don’t understand.”

I look back down as I lick my teeth with another growl as I get off the bitch and point at her. “You’re dead.” I snarl at her. “Nina, what did you do?” Asteria still has hold of me as she turns to face the siren. “Nothing, she attacked me.” she whimpers and I laugh and so does my dad. “Do you have any idea who she or he is?” Asteria points to me and my dad and the siren shakes her head. “She is Gaia, the Goddess of Hell and Harbinger of Death. He is Fenrir, her father. So I will ask you again. What. Did. You. Do?”

“The Lycan King is standing beside her.” “He really meant what he said yesterday.” “He loves her.” Draven stood near the elders’ platform. His heart twisted as he watched them walk together. Nyra didn’t even look at him. She kept walking until she reached the center of the arena. The elders took their seats. The oldest elder slowly stood. “This trial is now officially opened.” Silence followed. The elder looked toward Nyra. “Nyra of Shadowfang.” “You stand before this pack accused of bringing disaster.” “You are accused of poison.”

says the other guard "Please, my lady, I need a job. My father was killed, and my uncle took over the family business and is trying to sell me into marriage to a noble, but I don't want to marry him, so please give me a job," she says "Who are you?" I ask, " I am Revdea Ubris, the Daughter of Nyx," she says as I look at her in surprise because all the gods and goddesses have at least one mortal descendant or child, except Nyx, at least until now

Nyx Pov I wasn't quite asleep, neither was I awake. My body was numb and my mind was clouded. It felt as if the world had disappeared and I was forced to survive this miserable life… The moon goddess was probably also laughing at my stupidity… to think that Zade actually loved me. All be wanted was to sleep with me for a heir. My lips were cracked from dehydration, but I had to stay strong for my son. I hear footsteps, moving closer. Then there were voices, the voices were unmistakable, loud and sharp.