Phaedra Mythology Novels & Stories

He tells me and I nod, waiting for him to continue. “There is a story, passed down through the generations of witches, about the first witch, Aadhya. She was the most powerful being in creation and is said to be the mother of all beings. It his her ancient magic that led to the evolution of dragons, and her heartbreak that created werewolves. The story says that the Blessed Mother and the Moon Goddess are sister deities, they worked together to breathe life into Aadhya and gave her magic so she could protect the earth and those who would in habit it.” He stops to draw a deep breath and feels for something in his pocket. He doesn’t remove the object, only reassures himself that it is still th

Looking at their faces back and forth, her frown got even deeper when she could sense their aura the same of the Aryan king. "Who are you people?" she dared to ask in hoarse voice. "Am I still in Agartha?" The gorgeous guy who had his pointy fangs showed when he spoke, "I'm Hades, god of the underworld." "I'm Athena, god of war." she seconded the man. Daeira's frame became rigid while her eyes widened. Somehow her question a moment to them was answered. She wasn't in Agartha but in hell's doom.

If I could just get out into the open… An even larger smile crawled over Phaedra’s face. Laced with deadly intent and bad thoughts. “To establish us as the dominant species, of course. Oppress the very people we have been hiding from for our entire lives. Establish a new order of things. A new royal family in the process as well,” Her eyes flicked to Siya for a moment. “Of course my brother is no longer able to join said family, seeing as he chose a whore over us.”

We have to get her back. After a round of rushed introductions that I highly doubt Odysseus will remember, Xander cuts to the point. “Tell us about Briareus.” Odysseus sighs. “He’s one of the three Hecatoncheires—sons of Gaia and Uranus, uncles to the Olympians. Giants, each with fifty heads and a hundred arms. Monstrous in form, but they fought with the gods in the war against the Titans. Zeus holds them in high regard.”

[ AYSEL ] “Astrea was the weapon that shattered Raegon and Kaelor’s bond for good.” Pandora says quietly. She breaks eye contact and sits straighter, her gaze fixed ahead as though she’s watching the past unfold on the road before us. “Very few people in this generation know the full story. My father was one of them.” Then she looks at me again. “You see, Raegon and Kaelor were inseparable once. Just like Raegon is a hybrid and immortal, Kaelor is too. Though his blood isn’t as dominant.” She pauses briefly. “His mother was a blood-sucker.”

Her beauty was legendary, a blessing and a curse that drove Hades to madness with jealousy. But my mother, Minthe, was his mistress before Persephone’s jealousy demanded her exile. Unbeknownst to him, she carried me within her. When Persephone discovered my existence, her fury was absolute. She abandoned Hades, retreating to Mount Olympus, where she convinced Zeus to grant her sanctuary. I was left behind, an unwanted reminder of my father’s betrayal.

She realised she could open her mouth and talk. "Pylaeius, what is happening? Who are they?" Aelanor shouted. "This is Ignatia," he nodded towards his carrier, "that one-" he pointed towards Nimuel's, "is Aidan. The other one is Surya." "And I am Seraphim," the phoenix carrying Aelanor said. "Queen Elektra cut their heads off thousands of years ago," Pylaeius told her, "for the sacrifice. To create the sun."

He watched him leave. He climbed up to the hill within a broad strain after leaving the barren valley, and he was more determined to find his daughter, her voice still called out to him. All of a sudden, a huge bird flew close to him flapped its broad wings. This stunned him and he missed his steps. He tumbled down the hill unceremoniously. As he tried to get a hold of his bearing, the brown Haast Eagle though bigger than any bird he has ever seen fluttered its wings again causing him to fall. It grasped him with its clawed feet. His screams were of no help for he know that the Haast eagle was known to feed on humans too. He felt almost squeezed to death by the sharp claws around its body.

“Don’t do this Galahad, don’t ruin your life again for me!” Head God Heedra looked down upon the anxious face of the son he loved the most, seeing all the possible futures ahead of him. “Galahad, son, why are you doing this?...” “Father, I... I cannot live without Freya! If you banish her, I will give up my divine titles and live amongst men. I will find her in every lifetime and defeat Sirion alongside with her until she can come back here and regain her place as goddess.”

We were a lovely, peaceful, and thriving community” I sat there listening to her, I felt like I needed to know more. “What happened?” she smiled slightly “Her mother happened, she cursed us all, you see Velaria or “Thalia” her real name, was born special, she was from an ancient prophecy, and was destined to be the bride of Hades. The prophecy says that she would tame the uncontrolled beast he is, she would have been his Pegasus and queen to rule by his side.” I fell silent at her words, they were just too difficult to accept, why would the moon goddess give me a mate that was already destined by birth to marry a god? It made no sense.