Orion Myth Novels & Stories

"This is about constellations. Apparently, there are 88 constellations officially recognized by the International Astronomical Union. I have only read a few." "Is there anything that interests you?" Ava put her head closer to Jeremy's shoulder. "I like Orion, one of the brightest and most beautiful constellations. It is located at the celestial equator, so it can be seen all over the earth. It looks like a man holding a sword and shield. In Greek mythology, Orion is a skilled hunter. He must look very dashing." "Just like you?" Ava smiled. Jeremy snorted a laugh. "Yes, if our child is a boy, I want him to be dashing like me."

Let my son sever his very last bit of hope before we leave for good. Yet, before dawn even broke, a servant pounded on our door. It was Orion’s mother. She had sent guards to drag us to her court. I frowned. Orion’s mother had always despised me for being a mortal, and she looked down on Astro for his mixed blood. To her, I was just some cheap human whore who used my body to seduce her son. She hated Astro just as much. In her eyes, only a pure-blooded deep-sea goddess like Selene was worthy of the Queen's crown.

How I wish I really belonged in this place. “Anyway, Ms. Patterson. Since we’re talking about it, you must be aware of the Seven Caste of Powers here in Olympus. I presume that you already have ideas about it?” She explained, going back to her formal and authoritative aura. She must have noticed that she’s taking off too much of her mask. “Yes, but not that much though,” I replied. The orientation went on and I must say that the more I get to know Olympus, the more I wanted to stay here. It’s as if I don’t want to wake up from the dream I can make use of as an escape against the cruelty of the human world.

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.