Vietnamese Mythology Novels & Stories

Composed of beautiful buildings, dioramas and structures related to concepts from Chinese mythology to a whole range of emblems and symbols that referred to gods of sex, love, and pleasure, they were not only from Buddhism, but also from Norse gods and gods from ancient Greece, In that place, over the millennia, it received visits, and added cultures, in which that place also houses statues referring to Diyu and Naraka, which for these beliefs mean the underworld, with the lives of creatures from worlds of both the infernal and divine. The houses of pleasure, the temples, and the wells where they are healed, this city is a tourist hub, the capital of fire and the conquest of pleasures.

** My hands were firm on the steering wheel as Mikael and I journeyed through the darkened road. It had been one hour of us in the car, the city turning into country and the road transitioning into dirt and moist earth beneath my car's wheels. We kept conversation minimal the first hour because we were both nervous. Mikael, however, was more anxious than I was. He had never been to the Bayou of the Shunned, but like everyone else, had heard tales about the cursed swamp and the witch that ruled over it as its Supreme Sorceress. Sajida was the bedtime story mambos and houngans told their kids about to keep them in line; in the black community, Sajida was "that" woman that the children of voodo

she said. "What are you guys saying?" young Kira asked. Moon, Mountain, and Forest spirit's eyes turned blue and erased her memory altogether. Venus took a deep breath with disappointment on her face. "Next time, just trust me. I didn't turn this powerful without a reason," she said and flew away, leaving Kira at the foxes' nation. Foxes learned to transform into a human person completely, without a tail this time. That's why human ancestors who talked about their story just became a myth.

Every time it was her father’s turn to tell her bedtime stories, he would always tell her the stories of the myths or legends of folklore, which she always enjoyed. Her father said that once upon a time, there was a tribe called the Marinaya tribe. Marinaya tribe comes from the name of the Goddess of Moon that the tribe worshiped. In the Marinaya tribe, there were different groups – the royalties or the family of the tribe leaders, the warriors, the manggagaway (or the sorcerer, or wizard), and the servants.

But other texts detailed them eating flesh and blood of anyone they set their eyes on. As for how they came into being, there were various beliefs, but there were two widely known ones. The first one, they were spirits of babies that died before they could see the world. This could mean fetuses that got miscarried or aborted, or fetuses that died on or before childbirth. Because they ‘returned to earth without experiencing life’, they turned into that kind of vengeful creature. The second one, they were spirits of babies that got thrown or lost in the wild.

Emma looked at Jake and Michael, who had similar expressions to her. "Romanian people, especially those who live in small towns and are quite old, still believe in many myths, one of which is the Strigoi myth. They believe this myth is a warning that humans must continue to do good in their lives so they don't die in a state of curiosity." "That means a human must die first to become a vampire. Then, if Vincent is still alive but he turns into a vampire, wouldn't that be against the legend?" Michael asked, full of doubt.

“I would really love to visit cemetery of the Voodoo Queen Marie Catherin Lavuea, if that will be alright?” “Sure, Baby girl, but that’s something is best to do at night. Ghost is stronger in the late evening.” “Ghost?” “Yeah, I would think you would like to meet her ghost, and that’ll mean I’ll need to get her a gift.” “You can give a ghost gift?” “Yes, and if I know Marie Catherin Lavuea, she’ll love some rum from Dionysus himself.” “Who’s that?” “He’s the god that all us demons will go to for the best alcohol in the world. Go get ready baby girl and I’ll be back soon.”

"What do you mean, something beyond what meets the eye? Please, enlighten me." His eyes locked with mine, and a flicker of ancient wisdom seemed to dance within their depths. "You see, my dear, this land is steeped in ancient legends and myths. Stories that have been passed down through generations. One such tale is that of the vampires." As he spoke, his voice carried a tone of caution, as if he feared awakening some dormant darkness. The receptionist continued, his voice growing softer, yet filled with an air of intensity. "According to ancient Greek folklore, vampires were creatures of the night, cursed to wander the earth in search of blood to quench their insatiable thirst. They were be

Maybe that’s why I felt like I was being pulled into the forest. “It’s an old ghost story made by the humans, but it was never a ghost in this forest but a Gumiho.” Yong-rae face tensed up with the word Gumiho. “What is a Gumiho?” Rylie asked. “It’s a nine-tailed fox god, in this case, a goddess. They are minor gods of the forest. They roam the earth for thousands of years before ascending to the heaven.” Yong-rea crossed his arms in front of him and slumped down the tree a bit.

“Now I know if we ever end up going to war with the vampires, I’ll be right there with you, hiding out at your grandpa’s.” “Vampires,” I rolled my eyes. “Vampires and witches are practically family—so I think I’ll be safe.” “Right,” Claire said. “You both worship Baelor, the so-called God of the underworld—” “Who is nothing more than a myth and doesn’t exist,” I added, chuckling. “Just like the Moon Goddess.” Claire gasped loudly, slamming her hand over her chest as if I had just hurt her. “If the Moon Goddess doesn’t exist, then how come I have a mate?”