Russian Alphabet Lore A Novels & Stories

Her mind was quick to pic up on her Greek name, her official name she tried not to widen her eyes but the subtle movement was seen by him, “W-what are you talking about? W-whos that?” He narrowed his eyes at her and pulled er off the road towards a building. He trapped her between his arms wanting to dig deeper. “I should think a Greek would know the name of the Greek goddess of fate.” She couldn’t hide from his piercing eyes. She tried to look away but he grabbed her chin forcing her to look into his eyes. Andi wanted to disappear. But instead, she became defiant. “What makes you think that all Greeks know about them? Could be that we aren’t taught or the simple fact that I didn’t pay atten

Royalty laughed We looked at her confused. "Punish me after Xav." she said picking up a pencil and looking at the paper in Russian in front of me "There's a pattern which I read about in a book a long time ago. It's really ancient and I believe the Russian have used this method in sending this letter to you. It looks like nonsense but the words are hidden inside it. Look here. Cross out the first two, skip five then cross one." I looked down at the paper in amazement. In the first bundle of letter a word came out clear. 'Shvedskiy'.

Luckily, the shaking ceased after a few minutes and the cover of the book swung open, revealing the first page. Upon seeing the first page, all I could think was, ‘Well, I’m fucked!’ The reason being was that the book wasn’t written in English. Hell, I didn’t even know what language this was. There was one kind which was the normal Modern English alphabets — which was actually called Latin-script alphabets — although I couldn’t understand a word of it, then there were the ones that I believed to be either Greek or Russian, I was leaning more toward Greek if I was being honest because I recognized one or two symbols that were used in my least favorite subject, Calculus. I noticed the alpha, b

Enkille warned him to be extra careful in reading the faerie alphabets because even with the slightest error, the magic would be void. On the first day of his rest, he spent his time memorizing the alphabet. He didn’t stop, even if his eyes were already sore. He had learned that their writing system was similar to the human world. There were vowels, but most were symbols written in different strokes. Some were upward and downward, while others were perpendicular strokes. “I can read the basic words,” he proudly announced to Enkille after they finished their lunch. She taught him the correct enunciation of the words. And after a few repetitions, he finally grasped the basics.

ARIA “Do you know the Greek alphabet?” He tensed. “I don’t think so…” He murmured scratching his head. “Well, you use it every day. It starts with the letter ‘Αα’ I wrote it in my notebook, and goes like this… ‘Ββ, Γγ, Δδ, Εε, Ζζ, Ηη, Θθ, … Ωω’. I stopped writing when I finished all 24 letters. You’re using their alphabet for your ranks. Now, the Alpha, it’s you. Next is the Beta (Ββ). It is pronounced Veta with a v, not a b. Like saying, vet. Then Gamma (Γγ) is pronounced yamma with y, not g, like when you say yellow. Then delta is like th in the word then, not a d. Epsilon is easy. Zeta, Eta, Theta like the th in thorn. I’ll skip the rest ‘cause I don’t need them, and I’ll go to the end. T

The library door creaked open, and I flicked on the light, rows of shelves towering around me like silent guardians. I started with the obvious — language books. My fingers trailed over spines, pulling out volumes on French, Italian, Spanish. Nothing matched. I moved to the rarer ones, the ones Zeus kept locked away sometimes, but tonight the cabinet was open. Hours passed, or maybe it was minutes; time blurred as I flipped through pages, my eyes straining. Then, there it was — a book on Slavic languages. Russian. The script looked familiar, the curves and lines echoing the note.

"I remember reading about it. Back in medieval times, some of the Vikings settled in Russia. They called themselves the Rus. That's how we became known as Russians." "I thought our letters were derived from the Greek alphabets," Cassandra said. "You're also right about that," the boy said and put his hand under his chin like he always did, rubbing his imaginary beard the way some old history professor would do. "When the Rus Viking prince married a Byzantine princess, they created an alphabet for Slavic languages based on a modified Greek script. So it's possible that this writing is both Runes and Greek." Cassandra was impressed by her cousin's vast knowledge, but not very surprised. He was

Kir has these words he whispers when we’re in the middle of making love, or at the end of a scene, when I’m in sub-space. Low, sibilant Russian endearments that sound like a secret language. I’ve been memorizing them so I can find out what they mean, but my grip on Russian spelling is not even tenuous. It’s non-existent. I start typing them into G****e, hoping the search engine will be able to match the phonetics to the Cyrillic. Krasivyy. Beautiful. I knew that one. Moya dusha. My soul. I pause, my heart giving a strange little squeeze. That’s... a lot.

He said with an exaggerated dejection. Yuna shook her head in denial as well. "Neither can I. The 'r' sound is quite difficult for me." Emmeline's glance landed on Zavian’s features. "Croissant," he drawled, exaggerating the trill of the 'r'. Even the way his large hands embraced the fork and knife was unbearably sexy in her heated state. "The Spanish alphabet contains the letter 'r' as well, and I mastered the proper pronunciation long ago," he stated smugly, taking another bite of the crepe.

I knew little about the world of wolves, I had only been warned to avoid the alphas at all costs, because I was one too, and if they were not familiar there was some rivalry for some things, plus they had aggressive behavior towards others. At that time the world was divided between normal people, wolves and vampires. Humans did not know of the existence of these two races, by decision of both parties avoided this at all costs and tried to live in harmony with each other, there were laws about coexistence. They should never mix any of the two. That was totally forbidden, although the only thing we had in common was the existence of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas, which was handled in the same