Olympians Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

In the beginning, the Gods ruled the world up high on Mount Olympus. They were the Greek gods that everyone knew, loved, and feared. Zeus was the all-powerful king of the Gods, the one that tamed, ended, the titans including his father. He was the most loved and feared. When he was angry, he would throw lightning bolt just to calm himself down. Hera, his queen, was always by his side. Her beauty was unrivaled. She was by far the calmer of the two but had a dislike of the mortals due to Zeus’ philandering ways. The two of them often looked down on the mortals. Each having their own thoughts about how they lived. Zeus with amusement and Hera with contempt.

*Mt. Olympus, Greece* "Thank you so much polyagapiménos" Thaelia exclaimed as the nymph finished filing her nails, leaving the moon princess with a perfect manicure. Eliza, the nymph smiled in response and parted with a bow, after taking her basin of filthy water with her. That's the thing with people working under her, they never uttered a single word, which she never understood. Why was it so forbidden for them to talk with her? Just a friendly chat?

My father’s eyebrow shot up in a horrified expression, his mouth twisting in disappointment. “Now, Callista. I know that all of these movies now days focus on Zeus and the Olympian gods and goddesses but you cannot tell me that you never paid any attention when I spoke to you and your brother about the other aspects of mythology. Greek mythology doesn’t revolve around the titans versus the Olympians.” my father’s voice went into his lecturing tone and I had to force myself not to zone out like I did under the usual circumstances. “I’m sorry I didn’t pay attention Baba, I truly am. Please can you teach me about Morpheus?”

’ She said, Her gaze wandered the room, lingering on me seconds longer. ‘Queen Hera has launched an attack on the Olympiad.’ Gasps echoed around the room. Surely it will be death for the wicked queen. ‘The North gate has fallen!’ No, my eyes shot up at her. The Olympiad is the home of gods. How could a queen of mages break down the barriers of superior beings? ‘How can this be?!’ A haggard lady slammed her fist on the armrest.

Zeus is known for his many sexual (and oftentimes nonconsensual) relationships outside of his marriage to his wife and sister Hera. As ruler of heaven Zeus led the gods to victory against the Giants (offspring of Gaea and Tartarus) and successfully crushed several revolts against him by his fellow gods. According to the Greek poet Homer, heaven was located on the summit of Olympus, the highest mountain in Greece and the logical home for a weather god. The other members of the pantheon resided there with Zeus and were subject to his will. From his exalted position atop Mount, Olympus Zeus was thought to omnisciently observe the affairs of men, seeing everything, governing all, and rewarding g

Olympus is once again strong and the Gods are powerful once more. He hears their prayers in the morning, but at night, when the temple is closed, he will visit the seductress living there, his cock always ready to serve her. Who would have known that the Great Zeus they are praying to is under the power of Zara, a mere human?

Then suddenly I remembered what my father said when he gave me the sword. "My dear, always remember that this sword is special because it came from the Greek god Ares who is the God Of War. He made this sword himself" father said "But father, it looks like an ordinary sword. How can it be special aside from the God of War Ares is the one who gave and made it?" I asked "Just concentrate and think about what you want and it will be the thing you wanted it to become," father answered Right! That's it! Now I understand that! I immediately raised my sword and closed my eyes and concentrated.

It was our second anniversary, a time when things were simpler. — From what I read, the legend is about a king of Ancient Greece, Lycaon, who always killed those who stayed in his palace... one night, Zeus disguised himself as an old man, and asked the king for shelter, who somehow discovered that he was Zeus, so as a form of blasphemy and mockery, he served human flesh to the God of Olympus, who cursed him to become a monster, a wolf.

All pulled straight from ancient legends. “What’s Greek mythology, Uncle Handsome?” Summer asked, plopping down on the floor across from him. They sat cross-legged, facing each other like old friends. Artemis collapsed onto the sofa and started scrolling through her phone. “It’s the stories and gods of ancient Greece,” Apollo explained. “Your Grandpa Hades is named after the God of the Underworld. Your dad—Helios—is the God of the Sun. That’s why I thought you named her Summer.” Ah. That made sense. The Sun God and the hottest season—of course Apollo would connect the two. I’d never known Helios’s name had roots in mythology.

I was listening with rapt attention. "In Greek mythology, Aphrodite was one of the twelve Olympian gods, and she was often portrayed as a beautiful, seductive woman. She was associated with a variety of symbols…” as he spoke, I paid rapt attention to every single detail. I was already taking a mental note to read more on Greek mythology during my free time. As my gaze drifted back to the painting, I noticed the name of the artist written at the edge of it, “‘John William Waterhouse,’ Interesting.”