Roman Mythology Family Tree Novels & Stories

I looked over my shoulder at Maeve, who was leaning back against the wall, some color returning to her cheeks. Una cleared her throat, looking past me to where Robbie and Pete were standing. "Lycaon was the son of Leto, the woman who eventually became the Moon Goddess. We are…descendants of him, like Maeve's line descends from Morrighan, Leto's daughter." Una's eyes were shining as she looked back at me, "He came here after she broke the stone." "What stone?" I said abruptly, interrupting her. It's a gem, came Maeve's voice in my mind, the memory of her sitting on the edge of the bed in the Persephone flitting across my consciousness.

So when uncle Rob gave me the keys to that old tiny house, I gladly took them. My grandparents weren't as loving, my cousins hated my sorry ass and well, my only aunt was busy travelling the world to not remember that her only sisters' child was orphaned and all alone. Except for the pictures she sent daily showing off her perfect body or showing her newest conquest, she never really cared. As much has her presence or lack thereof bothered me, I couldn't hate her. The Romans were a happy family, with two children, both handsome men that were already in college, Ray was the oldest at 22 and Bryson was turning 20 in a few months.

As Kaden begins to delve into the history of Roman, his voice carries a mix of reverence and regret. “Roman, well, he’s always been something of a mystery even to those closest to him. Our father was Alpha before Roman, a powerful leader but a complicated man. We all expected Vasily, our step brother from his first marriage, to inherit the role. But fate had other ideas.”

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.

Her womb and the seed of the strong Hybrid: son of your son, the crown prince, and of Romeo, the heir of the Vampires. - I'm confused. Why does it have to be like this, and how does the witch have my mate's blood? - Like your mate, she is a direct descendant of Lycaon. Witch, chosen one, royal blood, all connected to each other and so far apart. - No matter what happens, does everything revolve around three families?

“Orfeo and his family drained them of their blood and left their carcasses in the garden of their home for their mates to find them.” Emily sucked in a deep breath with that horrific news. Zach had never talked about the murder, but to have your mother’s life taken like that and then left like a trophy was way beyond what she was seeking when she thought of daddy material. “Em, I know this is going to be hard for you to comprehend, but keep an open mind and remember there are things in this world that most never believe as true.” Emily nodded once again, barely registering what her aunt was saying. “Your father, Orfeo, is the head of a family of vampires that stem from the ancient ones of Am

And a day earlier of the marriage when Tristian Romano, Daniel's rival cousin attacked his territory like a moron inviting his own death Daniel and his brother did not let that opportunity slide and executed him right on that fucking spot. Daniel's mother was the daughter of one of the three founding members of the Romano empire and the long-standing rivalry between the Knights and the Romanos had simmered for years, ever since his mother dared to elope with his father, shattering the Romanos' matrimonial commitments among the founding families. With Tristian Romano's death and no one left in his bloodline alive, Daniel now had the ultimate power to take over the position through his materna

“Bash, if you can hear me, I need you to fight. I don’t think I can handle losing you. You’re my brother. Who will keep me up worrying if not you?” Quin leaned back in his chair and dabbed the blood from his face once more. He became lost in thought. Taken back to his life before he was a vampire. Even then, he commanded loyalty and devotion in others. Quin had been a twenty-year-old general in the early Roman Republic at around 512 BCE. He’d known the founder of the reformed system of government, Lucius Junius Brutus.

May the power found in these binders empower your cause,’ was what he had said to us. With the consent of my parents, he had written about the Precoza lineage. The first page that I had come across was a family tree that detailed back from the first rulers. King Vester and Queen Camilla Precoza had been chosen by Hecate as worthy of the honor of being the first but not last rulers. I knew some things about my family, but there was so much that I did not know. Thankfully, I had my uncle and Ziyah to help fill in what they could.