Sparda Mythology Novels & Stories

I questioned. “Sixteen.” he stated like that made sense. “I don’t read minds, Hades. Sixteen what?” I asked. “Sixteen maidens fair, brought across the Sea to their end. Embraced by the star. Sixteen mothers fair, scattered to the world to raise their heirs. With each new life, a new hope for a new race bloom.” he recited what sounded like a prophecy.

Sinthy blinked and shook her head. "Sorry about that. I was being overly dramatic. It's a reliquary embrocation. Created and strengthened over hundreds of centuries. She held the jar up close to my face, "is essentially the concentrated essence of dozens of legendary magical figures throughout history. The blood of Odin, a strand of hair from Samson, a fragment of the mummified remains of the sun god Ra , " "Hold on," I interrupted. "Odin? Ra? Those… were they actually real?"

Her blind eyes located Krishna as soon as she entered the circle. "You finally believe it," Ilmare told him. Her voice was like the wind through pine — brittle, boundless. "The fire was always for you." "I came for the rite," Krishna said. "Teach me." Ilmare shifted her head, "There's no teaching it. Only surviving it. And only one has ever attempted it." "Who?" "Vosvak Spade." The grove throbbed with ancient light. Moonfire dangled in orbs above gnarled trees, diffusing silver and emerald light upon the moss-covered floor. The atmosphere shimmered with old magic — not tender, but gravely. A place where truth was made flesh and falsehood was stripped like skin.

she shrugged, "So, for now, just you and that pup," She closes the book and, slowly putting it aside,"After the blood was created, the goddess immediately saw the danger of it, especially to the sphynx. She saw the heart of Vorras changed when he learned about its benefit. Though it was too late because she had already bestowed it upon her creation, luckily it had not yet awakened until the time it was pass into you." "And why her, and that pup?" Hunter asked. Salem looked at him,"Vorras wanted it badly, so he initiated the great war, but the war made the sphynx an endangered species because the three worlds helped each other."

Mrs Tina asked when she saw a hand up "umm yes Ma" Mary replied"you said the Romans worshipped the gods of Olympus and the gods are said to be immortal .If so then why did Romes civilization fade out of existence with time and where are the gods of Olympus today?" Mary asked "My dear"Mrs Tina replied"the gods of Olympus are just one of humans endeavor to recognize divine beings and to worship them. They are all myths, stories that are meant to be told" Mrs Tina concluded "i wish that were true" I heard Shield say under muttered breath but Loud enough to be heard by the class

“I’m sure you recognize this emblem. It belongs to the world’s top assassin organization, Spades. They were the ones targeting Lulu before as well. Do you think an organization like this would lack money and resort to kidnapping?” Matthew’s series of questions left Arthur and Juliana speechless. Of course, they recognized the emblem. It was said that anyone targeted by Spades would not see the sun the next day. Moreover, Spades had deep ties with the royal family in Charleston. The fact that Velda escaped death twice even while being targeted by Spades showed just how much God favored her. “I don’t know who these Spades people you’re talking about are. He said that he was a kidnapper, and he

“And your Spider, Hannibal, also came from another place, but I believe he’s been trapped in Eastonia for a very long time–likely from a time before the fall of the Firestone Empire–” “He cannot be that old,” Ryatt says. “I saw him. He’s young. Younger than the boys here.” He points to Soren and me. “Well, faeries were rumored to be very beautiful, that’s true. They were gods, according to the Firestone legends.” “Why are you only telling us this now? We’ve been coming to you for guidance since the Spider started playing his games with the family,” I grind out, but Arthur waves his hand at me in dismissal.

And then the unraveling began. Light exploded behind her eyes as the Spiral buckled. Its threads tore through her ribs, slashing through old promises, unraveling centuries of divine intent. Elthara gasped, doubling over as her knees struck the cracked altar stone. Her skin split with glowing fractures as power surged without direction. No longer contained by gods or names, the Spiral turned inward—wild, desperate, and unspeaking. And Elthara, caught in its center, collapsed with a silent scream.

"Nyxara is no sister. She's the goddess's *shadow*, cast off during the First Betrayal. The Weeping isn't a wound-it's a beacon. Nyxara's calling her home." Jason, still pale from his ordeal, gripped my shoulder. "If she reaches the goddess, they'll merge. Become something even Thalassar fears." The fireflies in my veins surged. *"Let them come,"* the goddess whispered. *"Together, we will be unstoppable."* I closed my eyes. "We need to find Nyxara first." --- **RHYDIAN'S POV** The Obsidian Spire wasn't on any map. It existed in the gaps between realms, a needle piercing the Veil's fabric. Nyxara's prison. According to Isolde, only a Vessel could open the path.

Minx asked in curiosity. “Yes, Girruinas, Mapirruinas and Dellanrruinas. They are siblings cursed by their mother, Herodias who the people of the old times believed to be the goddess of the sea. They rebelles against her and all the good things she offered to mankind, they killed the creatures of the sea and even those of the land and their mother was pissed so she fought them with her celestial powers but she wasn't as strong as three of them combined, they were successful in killing her but she cursed them on her death bed to turn into demons and be caught by witches who will seal them in pots for hundreds of millennia'” Wendy explained and they all kept quiet and listened to her.