Sphinx Mythology Novels & Stories

“Can I have my library book back?” I looked under the shelf and tensed when I spotted The Legend of Lycaon gleaming in the shadows like some ancient relic waiting to be discovered. I picked it up, held it out, and gestured toward it. “Why do you want this?” This was not just any book. This was a Greek mythology text about the first lycan. Clara drew in a sharp breath and chewed the inside of her lip, meeting my eyes for only a second before looking away as if she feared my reaction. “Because I do …”

S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses? "So did Sophie survive because she was half a vampire?" Clarence asked. "Yes, but it is also possible because she was a legendary goddess. Because one of the powers of the legendary goddess is immortality. " So the king said. When a creature is a legendary goddess, it means you are higher than the Queen of Goddesses. When you are a legendary goddess, it means you are the GODDESS OF ALL GODDESSES. "So it means that Sophie is the woman referred to in the prophecy? A half-vampire and half-wizard. The first legendary goddess who was a half-vampire and half wizard, and she was also the strongest of all legendary goddesses in the world." I asked, and the

'I bet there are thousands of mythological books' I thought, I looked around as much as I could while Hades carried me. ''You love books, don't you?'' He commented as he weaved his way through shelf after shelf of books, following Lachesis. ''No, just mythological books,'' I replied ''The underworld is the source of all mythological books and stories.'' Hades huffed. ''Are you not serious?'' I asked in disbelief. ''Do you know the myth of Cerberus?'' He asked. ''Of course. He's the Greek hellhound. It's one of the most famous myths'' I replied.

Since Ghazal was afraid to ride the bike with me and Hadiya we decided not to pressurize her and now she was bringing the equipment, the dresses and Shayla who was our makeup artist for today, in her car so that me and Hadi don't die on the road. The wind swished past me making me close my eyes to savor the moment. The familiar feeling of heaviness came rushing back to me as I stepped into the haveli. The whispers started making me lose myself in them but I snapped out of them, I came here to work not to have yet another episode of Zoya's panic attacks. "Do you plan on going crazy yet again?" Hadiya asked, seeing me lost in my thoughts. This place is haunted in some way. Not the paranormal t

Elena introduced the topic with confidence, her voice steady as she explained the common themes in shifter mythology across different cultures. “In Norse mythology,” she said, gesturing to an image on the screen behind her, “we see the concept of the berserker - warriors who would take on the spirit of the wolf or bear, channeling their ferocity in battle. The term itself comes from Old Norse, meaning ‘bear-shirt,’ referring to their animalistic transformation.” She moved through her slides, discussing Native American legends of skinwalkers, Celtic tales of selkies, and the enduring symbolism of wolves in folklore. The students were engaged, asking thoughtful questions and jotting down notes

Sryrn and her queen's men replie Moriah peeled off the glove and let it fall to the ground, ready to turn into the Legend. The gods in the pyre were scarcely recognizable anymore. The head fell off the smith with a puff of ash and embers. Myra sang in the tongue of Waterfall, her voice rising and falling like the tides of the sea. Ezekiel untied his singed leather cape and listened in silence. Thrust in the ground, it still glowed ruddy hot, but the flames that clung to the sword were dwindling and dyin

Kandreah’s POV After our well-deserved rest, we continued to Sanguinabyss as planned. The border between Waltherra and Sanguineabyss was shielded with protective armour cast by Ramaalen, one of the daughters of Hades. Ramaalen is also known as Melinoa in Earthling’s mythology. Earthlings like to draw parallels between their deities and ours. How did they get the information about Ramaalen and many other Soovaree deities, which they included in their lores and mythology? I have no clue. Anyway, Ramaalen is a torchbearer of Wengarthria’s passages, who brings night terrors and madness. Malleteagan, Thersar and I merged our powers and broke her shield quickly. It was so easy to break it that I c

’ Nyx said to me ‘What do I do’ ‘Get down on your hands and knees and picture a beautiful black wolf.’ I did as she instructed. Before I knew it, I felt my bones in my arms and legs breaking and rearranging. I heard screaming but I couldn’t pay attention over the pain I was feeling. Next it was my ribs breaking, then finally my spine. It lasted all of 10 minutes. When I was able to see without the black spots clouding my vision, I seen a beautiful white wolf with black ears and pitch-black eyes laying right next to me.

I yelled at her, my heart beating so fast that it would pop out any moment. "You saw?" She asked, chuckling. "What sa- WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS THAT?!!!! HOW?!" "I told ya, you'll develop a potus soon. You could have it since birth only if you weren't a halfling. There are many more powers in you which you have to explore yet, that was not even a bit of your powers." She said, looking at me with unreadable emotional eyes." You're a satangel's daughter Athena, your mother's a complete satangel unlike your second mum, Bethany. And I'm a complete satangel"

Ekreth folded his arms. “The last time the world nearly collapsed, the oldest powers gathered.” “The gods?” Vaeleth asked. “The gods. Spirits. Forces of Creation. Things that no longer exist.” His gaze drifted toward the ancient symbol. “They created something new.” The room had gone completely silent. “What?” Lyra asked. Ekreth looked directly at her. “Us.” Nyxar frowned. “You’re saying dragons were created?” “No.” Maeraxa answered this time. “We were... changed.” Her voice carried centuries of memory. “As were the first wolves.”