Underworld Deities Greek Novels & Stories

Godvric mumbled and kept track of all the bidders. The dark web is a website where only the black market frequenters and the underworld members were allowed to bid for something important and dangerous including weapons and Nikes... All they have to do is organize an auction as a Decoy to the outside world, to keep them from finding out about their little dangerous business... "Let them bid... Only bid when there's a painting of a river and a peach tree up for bidding.. that's our target..." Xavier simply said and sipped his wine quietly..

"Any-way" continues, almost without taking any breaths. "At the time of the great flood shifters stayed in their animal form and survived the flood the destruction, but God decided he had to create beings that could help him make decisions on what to do with the world he had created and made Hera, the goddess of woman and child birth, Poseidon the god of sea and Athena goddess of war and wisdom.

By the time I reached the top of the crane, she had already turned her back on me, walking away with the man she loved. Once again, I watched her retreating back—only this time, Luca was at her side. Giovanni lit a cigarette and cast a sidelong glance up at me. "Do it." A red-hot branding iron slammed against my skin. I couldn't hold back the shriek that tore out of me. "Just kill me!" He shook his head. "Killing you quick wouldn't settle the score for my dead brothers. I'd rather take my time breaking you. I want everyone in the underworld to see that Daniela isn't untouchable."

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

Thorne pointed out, "but it's like having another identity with memories and a life of its own. My hound allows me to see his memories at times. I know that he was a guard of Tartarus." At this, Julian's head whipped in Thorne's direction with interest, "As in the prison of the underworld mentioned in Greek Mythology?" Thorne nodded, "You'd be surprised how many myths actually hold some facts to them. The place is reserved for the supernaturals that are the worst of the worst."

I tell them. "I know who it was. Many from the underworld don't like sirens like me because we can reverse whatever harm they cause others. The person in the forest was a woman, and she's from the underworld. Her name is Kakia, and she's the goddess of vice, moral badness, and abominations. She is extremely vain and wants everything she can't have. Right now, it appears she has her sights on this pack because of the power it holds. She will not rest until we are all dead, and the power is hers."

Before the books, they were the creators of the terrestrial races. Selene is the goddess of werewolves. The one that has ruled over lycanthropes. Hades is the god who betrayed the witches and the one who created the vampires. The cold blood-suckers. Triple, also known as Mother of the Earth, is the goddess of the witches, the cheaters. Zeus is the god creator of the first existing race, the humans. The weakest species. The supernaturals who lived above the heavens, or among the waters, did not matter to Kratos. What matters to him is the power over the land, the total control of all earthly races.

I breathe, fascinated and confused. “Yeah,” Jackson says, turning his face to me. “They were born together, meant to be two sides of the same coin. Neither good or bad just…” he shrugs. “Different. And the God of Death resides in the Underworld, which is another realm within the Land of Darkness, where…I think you went today. And the Goddess of Life lives here, amongst us, though she…rarely takes form. They work together, passing souls in and out of our reality as they’re born and die.”

His tone was soft as if coaxing a kid throwing a tantrum. "Our Lord Hades is the greek god of the Underworld, commonly called in the human tongue as hell, but it is not as scary as people makes it seem. After a person's death their soul reaches the Underworld and they are judged for their deeds and sent to the afterlife they are worthy of. I understand this might be very confusing for you-" "I know of greek myths." My voice was raised but not from rage but frustration. "How long have you been following me to be so thorough, did you really go through my search results?

The Path of the Underworld. That was what he was chanting—the Path of the Underworld. A power possessed only by the twelve principal gods. It was an ancient forbidden spell, one Odin had sought countless times to break, yet never succeeded. And so, even now, once a god completed this incantation and slew another of their kind, the victim would vanish from this world forever—never to be reborn.