Pelops Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Kas reaches out and takes her hand. “Mon ami, one day, people may think your story is a myth, but they will never hear of it if someone doesn’t tell it for the first time.” Delilah raises her hands high in the air and lets her voice ring words I don’t understand. “Me tin evlogía tis Mitéras mas, Ekátis, pros timín tis evgenoús Theás tis Selínis, Selínis. Parakaló akoúste ta lógia mou kai pléxte ta sta astéria. As zísei gia pánta o thrýlos tou Iokásti Látmou. [With the blessing of Our Mother, Hecate, in honor of the noble Moon Goddess, Selene. Please hear my words and weave them into the stars. Let the legend of Iokaste Latmus live forever.]”

She stepped back and adopted a respectful posture that reminded me of the handmaids in Arazona, though she was nothing like them. “You may continue your explanation,” I said calmly. “Yes. The larger figure is the great god Zeus, and the other is Lycaon, son of Pelasgus—our forefather. He was cursed by Zeus and turned into a half-human, half-wolf. But we, his descendants, believe the Moon Goddess favored him and protected him. Though cursed by one god, he was blessed by another.” She paused. “Since then, we’ve lived under the Moon Goddess’s favor.”

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

I said and Mac chuckled loudly. "That's not true, the girl I hung out with is fun and there's a lot about you in these blue eyes of yours," Mac said, standing up to stay beside me I tried to hide my face away from him, but he put his hand on my cheeks and forced my eyes to meet his. "These blue eyes hold a lot of adventure awaiting to be unlocked," He said so passionately and it only remained a tiny bit for me to swoon over him. "The only adventure I want is to Greece," I said as I continued the talk on History, "So many human generations later, Zeus released Kronos and his brothers from this prison, and made the old Titan king of the Elysian Islands, home of the blessed dead,

Ashterah opened the door to her pool and stopped short at the sight of her servants. They had been there for hours indulging themselves in drunken debauchery and had even invited Elonis, servants of Eloni; god of beauty and desire, to join the party with them. The Elonis, according to the name of their master, were exquisitely beautiful in both face and form and possessed the best abilities in sexual pleasures. They were considered useless until when either needed for an assignment or when a god needed to scratch an itch.

His hair color changed to maroon, and he now has a pair of red-orange orbs. Cordelia is the daughter of Euphrosyne—the goddess of good cheer, joy, and mirth—and Ares—the God of war or the spirit of battle. Having them as parents can explain her unending liveliness and her huge urge to fight. Helios, on the other hand, is the son of Heracles—best known as the strongest of all mortals—and Athena—the goddess of battle and strategies. This explains why Helios has the incredible strength where he could wield and use the heaviest sword that exists. Cordelia's appearance became different than it was before. Her childlike eyes turned into a fierce one, still having her purple orbs. She wears black s

And his name gave birth to the word 'panic'. Now the young gods climbed to Olympus, took over the palace, and Zeus became their king. His throne was guarded by four winged spirits, two male and two female, named Kratos , Zelos , Nike and Bia. They represented strength, rivalry, victory, and force respectively. Kratos and Bia were the law-enforcers and were tasked with jobs such as the apprehension and imprisonment of the Titans. Nike drove Zeus' chariot and often accompanied him in miniature form.

I wasn't even sure my heart was beating. "Androkles?" She asked, unsure. Then her eyes widened. Her hand withdrew from mine, and she held both hands to her chest in shock. It had all finally clicked in her mind. The same Androkles Olympians whispered about and a name she probably heard more than once since arriving in the capital, often in distaste or fear. I'm Androkles, son of Nikos, son of the previous Lord Zeus, heir to Ares, the Destroyer.

“Hear me out first. I know what happened on your birthday. I’m sorry I denied you and Sequoia to train. If I hadn’t been so selfish in protecting my identity, you would have been able to protect yourself that horrible night. My brother Tantalus is my sworn enemy. No, he and I have never crossed paths, but he made a point of getting a message delivered to me. “Larisa glances at her sleeping granddaughter. Tantalus swore he would kill any child that I have if he fails then my grandchildren. As you know he was thrown out of Olympus. One night he was welcomed at the table with the other God and Goddess, but he stole ambrosia and nectars, thinking it would make his people immortal and reveal di

replied Dolos. "He looks like Loki's character in the Thor movie," said Claire. "Indeed. Loki is the god of lies and deceit in Norse mythology, Dolos is the Greek version," replied Leon. “If that's the case, my guess is he'll give you some kind of hallucination. Be careful Leon," said Claire. "What are you afraid of, Perseus? I think I can see it," said Dolos again with a sly smile.