Taurus Constellation Myths Novels & Stories

Malleus The librarian carrying the book looked uncertain when Dylan opened the door, but handed it over, bashfully. Once he had the book, Dylan searched for the legend. The legend speaks of a wolf shifter who was also a Lycan. He is the son of the god Taranus and a Lycan he had relations with. No mention of the Lycan’s gender is made. This shifter was blessed by the moon goddess and loved by his father, the storm god. He had just one curse. Upon meeting his mate, on the full moon we would go into heat even if he had not yet been marked nor had he mated. He would bear special children to his mates and represent his father in the human realm. Every hundred or so years a new conduit for Taranus

said the boy, who cleared his throat to hide his little discomfort. — “Lathgertha,” she replied, smiling. What about you, soup meat? — "Ragnar," the boy replied with an enchanting smile. But my friends call me the Turtle of the Gods. I think it's obvious, he continued, laughing out loud and glancing at her bump. Lathgertha also giggled. They stopped laughing when Ragnar put his hand on her still aching stomach. Lathgertha asked him: — Do you know where we are?

I wept in terror as I succumbed to the exhaustion and stress of the day, so I laid out my meager blankets and fell asleep, not even caring that the phantom fingertips caressed my hair and face. 4 VvvvV The Beast Tauran was taken from the Labyrinth to heal, but on the fifteenth day, when he tried to escape, his mother had him imprisoned again. “You will choose a mate by the equinox full moon, or I will do it for you.” She handed him the veils of the harem females, but he only tore them to shreds with teeth and claws before stomping them in the dirt with his hooves, then bellowing, “Her!”

“That’s not a map. It’s a constellation.” Uncovering the Stars They gathered around the table as Luca carefully studied the markings. His tone was thoughtful as he explained, “This cluster here—it’s the Lupus constellation. And this one...” He hesitated. “Lyra,” Isla finished for him. Their eyes met, the connection between their thoughts electric. “Stars?” Astra asked, looking between them. “What do constellations have to do with anything?” “More than you’d think,” Luca said, his voice quiet but firm. He gestured toward the journal. “The lunar spirit has always been central to our mythology. The stars—especially the constellations associated with wolves and music—are said to guide us in time

“You, my daughter, are the most ambitious wolf in the pack. Next thing I know, you’ll be challenging my position as Alpha.” “That won’t happen, dad. I’m too submissive a wolf to even do that.” Raine tuned out their voices. The bite mark on her shoulder burned her. She sighed and plucked off another berry. It wasn’t that she wanted to play The Moon. Whoever played the moon also filled the role of the high priestess and was considered untouchable by the male wolves. She’s seen as pure and made to avoid sexual interactions. No, that wasn’t it at all. She didn’t want to be the holy virgin.

Matt bluntly asked Nisha. “It’s quite the tragic story.” Nisha glanced over at the fur ball with a sad look on her face. “Long, long ago, there was a man called Icarius. He was traveling when he met some shepherds and gave them wine. He did it out of the kindness of his heart. However, the shepherds became drunk and thought Icarius had poisoned them, so they killed him. Icarius had a daughter named Erigone, and she was worried when her father didn’t return and set off with their dog Maera to find him. Maera led Erigone to Icarius’ grave. Erigone became so overwhelmed with grief that she hung herself, and Maera leaped off a cliff. Icarius, Erigone, and Maera are in the sky as the constellatio

The book is abandoned on the floor for the rest of the morning. **** In the orchard, Regina stretches herself out along the blanket they’d brought out, resting her head in Mattel’s lap, Tan cuddled up along their side. Mattel reads to her the myths and lore of star constellations, and Regina imagines each one behind her closed eyes, lulled into relaxing by the weight of Mattel’s hand draped gently in the crook of her neck. Somewhere in between the myth of Perseus, the hero who slew the gorgon monster, and Orion, the hunting companion of a moon goddess, Regina slips her hand into the one Mattel has curled around her neck.

Her questions catches me off guard “You don’t know?” She shakes her head at me and tells me that all she knew was that Taylor’s mate was a curious human. “What does that even mean?” “He is like Tasha, he is certain this world exists but is yet to see it” “But he is a hunter” “Maybe it’s his birth right” “Will she speak to me?” “Who?” “You know who Mother, the Moon Goddess” “No” “She came to me before” “That was different Rudina” “And so is this”

And as Cory and I are both under the stars, I look more ridiculous as I stare at his soft profile and relaxed gaze on the night sky. "Do you see that cluster of stars overhead?" Cory points into the darkness above us. "That's Orion, the hunter. Those three stars form his belt. Beside him, just there, that group is Taurus the bull." "Impressive." He only beams in response. A shooting star shoots across the blackness of the sky. "Make a wish, Allie." He says. And of course, I do. It's the same damn words that have been sitting at the back of my throat the whole night, choking me.

Gavin piped excitedly as he scooted over and let me have the telescope. “Here, have a look. The Orion constellation is present tonight.” I took a look at the eye hole of the telescope to see numerous dot-like stars close to each other forming some sort of figure in the beautiful night sky. “Is it some sort of hunter?” I asked Gavin. “You are right, Clara! The constellation Orion was inspired from Orion, a hunter in Greek mythology. They say Orion was the only lover of Artemis, the Greek Goddess of the hunt. Artemis had a distaste for men, except Orion. Only Orion was accidentally killed by her.”