Novel & Cerita Underworld Deities Greek

I finally asked, forcing a smile. "Since you asked nicely, there are demons, fairies, faes, werewolves, dragon lords, warlords, and my personal favorites, Vampires and Lycans," Nothing she said made sense. Once I tried to read one of her books I couldn't take anything seriously so I dropped it. "So which of them did you see in your dreams recently?" she asked with a smile. "There are more creatures, to be honest..."

I tell him. We had made our plan, and we would see it through. I knew this plan was going to be dangerous, and I knew that we could easily end up dead. I knew that Asmoday was friends with three humans that had wanted to be turned into werebears by Athena. Yeah, all those gods had created many creatures over the last 2000 years. Both Athena and Aphrodite had created were creatures. Part human, part beast. The human was able to shift into an animal. They had created all sorts of humans that could shift into wolves, bears, numerous species of big cats, foxes, and many other animals. Athena also created dragons. Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades had begun a competition to see who could create t

Jay said through gritted teeth. He couldn't believe Ezekiel chose Abbadon among all the Queens of the Underworld. Abbadon was the worst amongst them all. She was the destroyer of countless worlds. Her power was unparallel to the point that not even the Underworld could stand her presence. That was why the Moon Goddess imprisoned Abbadon in the lowest and worst part of the Underworld to contain her power.

Hi everyone! In the interest of not taking away from the dialogue for excessive world-building, I made an index with the rules of this universe. In terms of Gods/Goddesses, I follow Greek mythology, but I’ve also taken pieces from different folklore and added my own twist. Underworld (There are a few realms/subrealms here, so if there's any confusion, let me know, and I will clear it up). Any being in the underworld is immortal but can be killed by ripping its head off and burning the body. They all wield dark magic but have unique powers.

The people who made her birth a long story of sadness and agony, the monsters who made her this way. Throughout her twenty five years of living, she has been gathering information about them, but it seems they all have high positions in the Underworld, so she has only been able to find out little. The four gunmen who made her like this are top members of the most wanted crime syndicate in the world, called The Hunters. They're bossed by the most wanted man in the world, Godzilla. Their speciality is killing people and stealing their organs for sale, freaking organ harvesters, and their identities are top secret. No one has ever seen what they look like, but her twenty five years search provi

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

"How you haven't eaten anything for days." I blinked as I felt a warm shiver go down my spine. "Like I said, I'm not staying here." "You believe in stories way too much." I gave him a really bad look at that. "Oh really? And what is Underworld then? Wasn't that just a stupid legend?" I asked out loud. His eyes found mine back again. "It is a stupid legend. At least the story about Hades and Persephone." He replied. "You can eat, Ava. That won't stop you from escaping."

Looking around the room, I ask Hecate, “Do we seriously have to do this here?” My best friend rolls her eyes at me, as she lights the frankincense and cedar incense. We are standing in a freaking cave deep under the peaks of Mt. Olympus. It’s cold and dark and damp and somehow humid all at the same time. And it’s creepy as all hell. I know that’s a weird thing for a powerful goddess to say, but the caves under Mt. Olympus aren’t filled with the creepy crawlies from the human world. These things hold baby hydras, manticores, gorgons, and other nasties.

The man replied in a gravelly voice, “I don’t know if she’s alive or dead” She didn’t know much about the underworld. As she was under the tight protection of her step father, she’d never had to think about silly things like omegas escaping. But everyone had heard rumors, of a secret group of people, holes and boxes in every house, helping omegas escape their lives and miseries to the free land of Paraguay. Every member of the underground had code names rooted in Greek, Roman and Egyptian mythology. She knew from her college lit classes that Charon was a ferryman who brought dead souls across the river to the world of the dead.

I look back down as I lick my teeth with another growl as I get off the bitch and point at her. “You’re dead.” I snarl at her. “Nina, what did you do?” Asteria still has hold of me as she turns to face the siren. “Nothing, she attacked me.” she whimpers and I laugh and so does my dad. “Do you have any idea who she or he is?” Asteria points to me and my dad and the siren shakes her head. “She is Gaia, the Goddess of Hell and Harbinger of Death. He is Fenrir, her father. So I will ask you again. What. Did. You. Do?”