Ursula Mythology Novels & Stories

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 15: The Reunion Nysera stood frozen. The growl came again: low, familiar, impossible. Her fingers tightened around the enormous obsidian egg pressed against her chest as she slowly turned toward the sound. Something moved between the ruined pillars—a shadow, tall and broad, its eyes burning crimson through the darkness. Nysera's breath caught. "...Umbra?" The creature stepped into the faint glow of the Abyssal crystals. Nysera stared. For several heartbeats, she couldn't move.

Just what were they? "I'm a witch," Ursula explained. "I've been dead for ages. You may not believe it but I've been watching you ever since you were a kid. I know things about you other people do not know that well. Your dislikes, your personal desires, your beloved... but these aren't important. Claire, I know you treasure your race and treat them as your own family. Right now, they are suffering under the hands of other races. You yourself experienced it. I'm here to tell you that you are the only one who can save them. I'm asking you, in the name of the Jaderoot Order, to save your race." I almost wanted to shout, but my response came a lot calmer as I expected. "What do you mean?"

“My dear, sweet Hera, I will see your wager, 2000 souls that Selene has finally beaten Poseidon.” Zeus looks to his brother, “I hope you are prepared. If you lose this battle, you won’t have any creations left.” Poseidon looks angry, “Your wife is the one who wagered 2000 souls. She is not a creation goddess, where do you think those souls are going to come from?” Zeus laughs. “She has won many side wagers betting on you. She holds about 5000 souls in her own right. You have a lot of faith in this Daria. She is the first of your creations to make it to her last life.”

Stheno and Euryale, the daughters of the Celestials Keto and Phorcys. There had actually been three of them. “You’ll pay for what you did to Medusssa!” Stheno hissed at him and a thin forked tongue slid through her tiny sharp teeth. “You brought that upon yourself,” Hermes evenly responded. This sort of personal grudge actually had its origins dating back to the first Ultimate Speedverse battle, the one that took place back on Hermes’s and the rest of the gods’s world.

As much as I want to hate him, I also want to understand him. As a kid, I have heard stories about the Ultima who is destined to be the most powerful werewolf and will lead all the pack. The Ultima is said to possess the power of the primordial werewolf as he will be a reincarnation of Kushim. Kushim was the very first of our kind created by the moon goddess. He was omnipotent and lived for thousands of years before he was taken back by the moon goddess. It is believed that he would return in a new form known as the Ultima and only a pure blood omega mated to a pure blood alpha can birth him. There was also a myth that only the Pure could birth the Ultima. The Pure is known as the omega with

he told her. Queen Hazar smiled and waved to the girl with green highlights. “This is Karya. She’s a dryad or forest nymph, if you will,” she said and Lily couldn’t help but wonder how much weirder her world was going to get. The girl nodded and stepped up to her. “S’up hybrid,” she said with a quirky smile and Lily smiled.

Amid the chaos which had spanned the last three days, Ursula emerged from the smokescreen, her cauldron raising her above the ground as she moved faster than ever before. Theodora countered with a well-aimed spell, causing the cauldron to wobble. In a moment of distraction, Morganna launched a spear at Theodora. It struck her back, causing a burst of light that obscured her body from view earning a loud burst of agonizing scream from Theodora. "What...what.did you do to me?," She could feel herself weaken as she fell to her knees. She felt her life force slowly sucked into the ground. "It is a spell we had spent the past year preparing," Ursula said panting for breath. She had been on the re

"A woman has her needs, my dear lover. Ever heard of the word of when the preferable is not available, the available becomes preferable? It is no fault of mine that I have an insatiable need for pleasure, I'm a hedonist! I craved to be loved and touched. And the more the variety that I can try, the better." "No, you are not!" Lucas suddenly shot, "You are a whore, Ursula! Don't mistake what you truly are for the other! I have been your lap dog for many winters, literally licking every sore you have while I'm subjected to live without a mate and stay loyal to you. You deceived me! You promised that it would be you and I forever after the King’s demise but yet you go around having your fin whi