Pomegranate Greek Mythology Novels & Stories

Willow frowned at him, "I'm sorry, but Witchcraft and all that isn't my specialty." "No, it's alright. I was a bit confused at first myself." Willow smiled lightly before she looked back at Amira, "Artemis is the Greek Goddess of the Hunt, but the Romans identified with her of the name Diana." She holds up three fingers, "She's part of the triple Goddess with Selene or Luna in Roman and Hecate." She lowered her hand, "And yet it was Artemis that you came across?"

With a smile and a sly one to describe it, Emie reads her mind as she deliberately hides her expression and took back her attention, continuing. “The High Priestess by which veil represents the separate conscious and subconscious realms, the see and unseen, and serves to keep onlookers out and only the initiated may enter. The pomegranates on its veil are a symbol of abundance, fertility, and the divine feminine that depicts Persephone who is forced to return every year in the underworld.” Taken by that last word, Alliah’s eyes blink in a fast and timely second as it knocks a warning inside her mind and heart. Somehow planted the worry she could not deny or even hides the Maiden’s image is c

She is known to the elven community as GoldMoon. Previous generations of humans understood that supernatural beings existed, and they made up their stories of gods and goddesses to explain them. The Greeks felt that the Ceryneian Hind was sacred to Artemis, the goddess of the hunt. However, it was really the elves that treated GoldMoon like she was sacred. She has lived with us for many generations.

Eleena finally heard Apollo’s worried voice calling for her name. Without thinking properly, she reached inside her dress’s pocket. Eleena blinked and looked down at her hand holding the pomegranate Persephone had given her. She took it last night when Apollo was not looking. She knows that the fruit has a purpose and with Apollo being uneasy around it only makes her theory solid. “Eleena, no!” It was already too late when Apollo slapped the fruit out of Eleena’s hand. As soon as her lips brushed against the fruit’s skin, Eleena fell to the floor, lifeless. ~TO BE CONTINUED~

“Hades is... dead. He’s not coming back.” Persephone looks at me like I’ve grown a second head. “Yeah, he’s ‘dead,’” she says, making air quotes. “But not dead-dead.” “Okay, you’re gonna have to explain that one.” She sits up straighter and reaches for a spoonful of pomegranate seeds. My heart eases just a bit seeing her eat—it’s the first time in days. Sure, she’s a goddess, and technically doesn’t need food, but not eating saps our energy. The more mundane things—eating, drinking, sleeping—they conserve power.

Pomona’s Pear, Ambrosia’s Fruit, Earth’s Teardrop, Aeon Karpos? Zayn was immediately stunned by the names of the particular item. Why did it sound so unreal, like it was from a fantasy world? “What the heck is that?” asked Zayn with a frown. Lil Hyde said with a bitter smile, “I don’t know what it is specifically, because I’ve never seen it before either. I’ve only ever heard about it when I was still in Sicut In Caelo. It’s a mysterious fruit that only ripens once every century. Moreover, it can’t be planted. It grows on icy mountains. It has the effect of increasing one’s essence of life, and one could even call it the most precious treasure on the face of the planet. Every time a fruit is

“Where have I heard that name from?” “Persephone is the Goddess of Spring and the daughter of Zeus and Demeter's daughter.” She hands Carmine Chickpea. “You know Idris is correct about incest. After all, Demeter is his sister. Persephone is also married to her uncle Hades or Pluto whatever name you prefer to call him. And has a son named Zagareus and a daughter named Melinoe with him.” Wisdom doesn’t stop walking. Carmine stares at Wisdom wondering how she knows all of this about the Greek Gods. Then he chalked it up as she must have studied it in school.

He and Medusa conceived the FLYING HORSE, PEGASUS – one of many MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURES. He was additionally the natural father of Orion, Polyphemus, Pelias, and many others. One of his most brilliant dalliances concerned his sister Demeter. She refused his advances via turning herself into a mare. He then modified into a stallion and pursued her. Their individuals of the household produced a horse, Arion. He and Athena competed for possession of the metropolis of Athens. To sway the human beings in his favor, Poseidon made it spring at the Acropolis. Athena, on the other hand, gave them the olive tree. With it, she obtained the contest.

FUN FACT: Eating Pomegranate was the trick that Hades used to trap Persephone for a portion of the year – eating the food of the underworld. FICTION: The underworld was considered mineral-wealthy, containing necessary seeds for good harvest, Hades claims to be God of fertility, so trees would actually thrive there. FICTION: There are contradicting reports about the offspring of Hades and Persephone, some concluded that Hades had zero children seeing as he is the God of death, bringing a child to life would be controversial for him.

Oranges, no, grapes, no, breadfruit, no, Pomegranate, yes. My trifecta Gold Apple, Pear and a pomegranate. “I have made my choices,” I yell out. “Eat of your choices and prepare for the fight. Once you beat the beast at the gate Jove will heal your mortal body. Fail and you must wait 10,000 years to try again,” the goddess tells me. “Well by then those I am fighting to get to will be here, so,” I shrug. This is my only shot. Jove-Eat the pomegranate first.