Peryton Mythology Novels & Stories

“But this text does not.” A faint prickle runs down the back of my neck, and Leo’s chair creaks as he moves restlessly. “What does it focus on?” Callen asks. Ronnie takes a slow breath. “Remember how I told you about the children of Hyperion and Theia?” “Who?” Alaric finally speaks. “Hyperion is the Titan of heavenly light, and Theia is the Titaness of sight and ether.” “Okay, let’s all pretend that we know what ether is and get to the good part.”

Fuming with hatred, I pace back and forth while thinking of ways to destroy Mysteria. Finally, I come to a halt and smile as the answer comes to mind. Thypon, the God of ferocious monsters. He has the head of a dragon, a bat's wings and a serpent's body. Once a God amongst the other deities in the Celestial Realm, Thypon wreaked death and destruction across many worlds. To end Typhon’s terrible ways, the deities and I trapped him beneath a volcano for all eternity, compelling the volcano never to erupt since that was the only way Thypon could be released.

Marked with an unfamiliar crest: a serpent devouring its own tail, but with wings. Lena walked in and stopped short. Her face went cold. “Where did you get that?” Petra raised an eyebrow. “You recognize it?” Lena swallowed. “It’s not from Damien. It’s from the Council of Virex.” Roman raised a brow. “Never heard of them.” “You weren’t supposed to,” Lena said, voice hollow. “They’re older than Seraph. Damien may have been dangerous, but the Council? They don’t create monsters. They breed them.”

She wasn't sure if she participated in that, there were already a lot of people in that place, but Jack started talking to her behind the door. "The navy of this city will take us to the harbor near the village where your family lived. We have the plans of that place, the only scary thing is the way I determined your family at that time. He seems to have experimented with it. It is a Lycan of almost two meters and its shape is creepy. Hands with a branch and freaky fingernails." "I don't want to know that. I'd rather sleep and not think about it." "If you don't want to, you don't have to go there, there are enough people to fight Denis, don't worry."

Clarisse began, "The Pyralis is a deity of balance, representing the cyclical nature of destruction and rebirth. Benevolent but demanding, Pyralis is revered for bringing both purifying flames and the promise of renewal." "Isn't that the whole point of being a Phoenix? I mean the flames and rebirth, whatever," Sandro asked as he and Clarisse walked in circles around the large gathering. "That is, but there's much more to it," she replied. Sandro nodded, waiting for Clarisse to continue, his eyes scanning the gathering and then returning to Clarisse, who was gazing at the moon.

” Thank you, Grandfather! They are so called their name because they are creatures that were created half and half. A mixture of oddities. Some were half scorpion, half men, others were half spider, half tiger. Half snake, half men and so on and so forth. They all have one thing in common--they are deadly and they work for Cronos. There were so many and they were coming from every where. Zac rushed into Helena’s side to protect her from the growing swarm of creatures. “Who’s gonna help you now?”Asked Persephone.

He stands as the solitary living werecat, holding the potential to safeguard their ancestral bloodline. This subculture of Supernaturals was as diverse as it was majestic, boasting a lineage that included weretigers, werelions, wereleopards, werecheetahs, and even some domesticated cats. Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios.

I flick my wrist and the fire leaps from my palm. "How can you still do this?" I hear Ash ask. I tug a little at the freezing metal collar around my neck. "I'm not really sure," I murmur. "I wish I could do it," he mutters. "I'll teach you how when we get out of here," I tell him. I concentrate on the fire again, moving the matching flames in Ash's cell as well. "In the beginning there were seven gods, the most powerful of which were the twins Zahra and Kilano. Zahra was the goddess of life and Kilano the god of fire and ashes. Together they created the dragons."

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please, save the phoenix from crying..." My father said and dragged me with the book, outside our house and went to grandmama's, the Elder Fyre, and just barged in. "Elder Fyre, may you grant the great mission that I, the chief of our clan, has given to my daughter, Seraphina Agni." Said my father who knelt down instantly seeing my grandmama, my Mother's mother.

“How much power she carries. She is a Luna, even among Lunas. The peak of werewolves. She is destined to bring ruin to every pack in existence.” “What are you talking about, Lena?” Japheth asked, visibly shaken. “What does that even mean?” “The Argus Panoptes,” Lena replied coldly, “is a creature that once served Hera. A being of countless eyes,an all-seeing guardian who guided her every move. Its power was so immense that it threatened even Zeus’s authority.” She paused. “And so Hermes killed it.” Lena’s voice darkened. “But Argus Panoptes did not forgive. It believes the supernatural world stood by and allowed its murder. That includes werewolves. Every two hundred years, it reincarnates,