Rocs Mythology Novels & Stories

I rushed to the nearest rogue who was attacking my warrior and plowed in to them knocking them off my warrior and caused them to fly into another rogue nearby. I growled loudly signaling that we made it. I was seeing red as this is the last straw. All I wanted now was blood. Blood for whoever has put these rogues up to this non sense. Blood for the loses of many on both sides that didn’t need to happen. Blood for the person who is threatening to take my Mate. My Luna. My Queen. I ripped through rogues left and right before hearing a howl of a wolf I didn’t recognize. It must have been a signal because the ones who are left stopped fighting and started retreated back in to the forest.

Growls are echoing from the alphas and the rogues. “Ladies and gentlemen take a seat.” Wisdom motions toward the empty chairs. She goes on to tell them about Lucis and the Phobos' lives off of fear and anger and how to kill them. Most importantly no man should touch the mega box. Also, some special guests will be joining the war." She's looking at the Greek God and Goddess entering the room. "Lycan King Joaquin Gonzalez you're a special guest. As you're also mentioned in Greek mythology."

Tamara had deciphered that much, that the part of the rock was designed to crumble. She had looked up this Surt and figured Norse mythology was the best way to go. He was one of those that were to start the end of the world. After Ragnarok, which what she was seeing made sense in the dreams now, the sea serpent and the woman with the dead. They were all figures in the mythology of Ragnarok, especially the wolf. Him breaking free of his chains would start the end. He would kill Odin and several other gods before dying himself.

A thought hits me, one that I’m almost too scared to voice out loud. “Rocco, I think this is another blessing from the gods…” my voice trails off as Rocco’s eyes widen. He sits up, his eyes now staring into mine. “Selene, the Moon Goddess. She’s the creator of the werewolves, our protector and guide…” he whispers reverently.

"She lived through it Di. She got through and survived, just like you." "How could they try to sacrifice a child to a god that may not exist?" "What god? You mean the moon goddess?" "No...Lycrith, god of the Lycans, or god of Darkness to others... The cult tricked my grandfather in believing it was her, but it was never her, it was Lycrith that they worshipped. They believed that one day Lycans will return back from extinction, ruling over wolves and humanity alike. " I looked down to the rabbit and stroked my hand across its soft head one last time before gently placing it on the ground.

His Phoenix fire wings came out from his back and encircled them while they are still kissing, covering them and when it disperse, Jason and Rae were no longer standing at the corridor of the house. **** King Roen Palace: "Likarica name sounds familiar to me, I have heard of that name before but can't place where I heard it from exactly." King Roen told his wife. "That is because I normally don't come out often. I am Princess Likarica of the Druids." Queen Rosa said. "I was the druid w-who had broken the mate bond between the first Tribird and his mate. I was the cause for making Taloc going insane and killing everyone. I didn't know breaking the Mate connection would kill his mate."

It was just one night that I submitted to her seduction. Oh my God, that pussy was so sweet, as a fucking nectar, I just couldn't resist. And now what? I am cursed to be a beast for eternity. People are dying because I was too weak to resist dipping my bloody wick in the illegitimate daughter of Noosha and Arcanus. Arcanus is more or less harmless. He is a warlock king from the Thessalian tribe of Lapiths in Larissa.

Fury blazed within them, the kind that could lay siege to cities and decimate entire battalions of soldiers on the battlefield. He nudged Draco, who in turn captured Orion’s attention. Soon, all four of them were staring down at me, their expressions mixed with horror and outright rage. Surrounding them were other Gods and Goddesses. Some I recognized, such as Adira, Ozul, and Sephtis. Others, not so much. Rocco hovered by the door, his face pale as he took in the crowd. “I—uh—I’m going to just leave you to it, Smurf. You got this, right?”

The earth trembled, and the roars continued. It was the sound of ten thousand demons moving. A screeching sound was heard. A high-pitched chirp came from the sky. Soon, a huge roc bird was the first to appear in the air. It spread its wings, which stretched thousands of meters. Then, a large black mass was formed. This was the Sky Roc King. A white ape stood on it steadily. “Roar—” The white ape pounded its chest with both arms and let out a thunderous roar.

ORLANDA RAMSEY The town of Ciadac, a South-east town managed by the Clan of Raging Crows; a clan once feared for their mastery over the darkest sorcery years ago. This dreaded clan soon came to know the God and Lord of the Christian faith as soon as the next in command, Lord Aaron Rooks, stepped into power. The Raging Crows are now known as the Purifiers Creed, whose main aim became to preach against evil acts, as tagged evil by the Holy Scriptures; as well as punishing evil men and women who derived joy in engaging wicked acts.