Roman Mythology Family Tree Novels & Stories

“Okay, I’m in. Gotta go.” An odd thought just occurred to him. Was the find in Mexico the same bowl his parents had locked up? He flipped the painting and plugged the code into the hidden safe. The bowl was still there. The money, the guns, the genealogy also. He opened it up and took another look. Once again, the size of his family surprised him. But this time he focused on the top of the chart. Most the family seemed to emerge from 13th Century family with Jerome St. Fond as its patriarch. A man who sired thirteen children. Apparently, the name had originally been de St. Fond and changed sometime in the 17th Century. Penciled in just above that, with a connecting line, was the name St. Fon

I flip through the pages mindlessly while trying to find something interesting to read when my eyes fall on a family tree. If Aurelio ruled Zaeris before then Arles must be related to him. My eyes trail down to the bottom of the family tree to find his name. Aurelio married Brida and they had a son named Zair. The lineage ends at Zair. Arles is nowhere here… wait, what?

The scroll I read at Tristan’s house is still fresh in my mind. …And with the blood of a Morrigan, pure and undiluted she shall awaken the child when her blood is spilled, and the word is spoken. The scroll narrated the story of Apsu and Tiamat, how the goddess Morrigan and the demi-god Arcas hid their egg, and she placed a spell on it. The scroll held a family tree but only showed the firstborn female children that were born to the bloodline of Morrigan herself, only those females could carry the goddess’s gene and pass it on. And only those females could inherit the gifts of Morrigan herself. The line of lineage stopped somewhere around 300-250 years ago. But I knew. My mother’s family nam

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.

That he is one hell of a brave man, and the title of being the King of Vampires and Werewolves would definitely fit him. They are both without living blood relatives now—him and Rozelyn. Well, except for him that he has his cousin Avril. Rozelyn may have Rosette as her mother’s half-sister but…They both grew up not having to spend most of their lives with their parents. He saw Romaine—Mary Bathory—poisoned his mother when he was young. He is pretty sure as well that it was the same bitch who has ended Rozelyn’s father. And probably her mother too.

But as that man, that mirror image of our King, stands before him, he seems smaller, paler, weaker. “There cannot be twin princes, brother. Not since…” “Remulus and Remus,” I add. The mythical founders of Rome. The tradition says they were raised by a wolf and they where half right. They were raised by a wolf because they were wolves. But the twins fought for power and finally Remulus killed his own brother. The man turns to me with that same, wicked smile. “That’s right, cousin,” he says and turns to Sigvard. “You were the weak, meek one and they chose you.”

He said it like someone mixed up the milk order, and they accidentally picked up 2% instead of skim. “My family was next in line, our family name of Constantin goes back as far as the records are kept. There is also the Dravens, which of course our Malcolm come from. And the triplets, Adrian, Alden and Abel, they are from the Nicolae family.” “What is Roman’s family?” I asked. “Dumitru,” Cian and Malcolm answered at the same time. Cian smiled, “It was their family or mine who would inherit the throne, but as you can see when the testing came back my blood was purer than theirs.”

“My mother’s brother married the king’s uncle. So, Commander Lucian is both my cousin and the king’s cousin, though Varek isn’t as fond of him as he is his Beta, who is also his cousin.” “Why not?” I’m genuinely curious. She shrugs. “Ronan’s father was Alpha Varek’s father’s Beta, so he was naturally chosen to take over, just as Varek followed his father. Lucian’s family is not as prestigious as Ronan’s, but they would technically be equals when it comes to rank if Ronan hadn’t been chosen as Beta.” I don’t know Lucian, but Ronan was kind to me when he didn’t have to be. I’m not sure if that makes him a better leader or a worse one considering I am the enemy.

Others believe that we were direct descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon, the granddaughter of the primordial parents, Gala (mother earth) and Uranus (father sky). The truth is we were direct descendants of the moon goddess, Selene, she was our mother and Zues was our father. We were her weapons of war. And werewolves are simply unfortunate offsprings of Gala, either bitten or scratched by a full blooded Lycan. They were survivals of my kind. And there was no love lost amongst us. After the Titanomachy war, a battle was fought to decide which of the generation of gods would have dominion over the universe.

Mykayla commented. “The original pack included mine and Michalis’s line, we didn’t have a family last name at the time, we chose Aetos. The other original families included the Drakos, who were the beta family, the Galanis, who were the gamma family, the Ivakonov and Navarez families. They were the warrior families. Yes, Mykayla, that is how that got started. The Ivakonov family has my blood running through them, so they are pure blood born, but the Navarez family does not.” Dimitrios told us.