Novel & Cerita Zephyr Mythology

‘The monster ran out of food. “The supply ended,” Anya mutters, running a hand through her hair. “The goddess stopped blessing him with Crimson Queens, and he’s spent the last years hunting, burning everything in his path down to find a stop to his pain—which he found.” She drops her hand. “Zephyra.” Jareth lets out a breath that sounds like a curse. “She is a cure for him. Another chance for him to live long. You’ve got to be shitting me.”

"Why would he? This is all his, after all. You're asking a man to leave his house because his presence annoys you? You never cease to amaze me Danae." I frowned and pondered on his words as he twirled me around for the third time. "What do you mean? How does Alfheim belong to Zephyros?"I asked when I was in front of him again. Morpheus arched a perfect brow at me. "Only a dense person would not see and notice the similarities between Lord Leandros and Zephyr. Maybe Eliana's right after all. You are dense." I stifled a gasp. "You don't mean..."

His hair color changed to maroon, and he now has a pair of red-orange orbs. Cordelia is the daughter of Euphrosyne—the goddess of good cheer, joy, and mirth—and Ares—the God of war or the spirit of battle. Having them as parents can explain her unending liveliness and her huge urge to fight. Helios, on the other hand, is the son of Heracles—best known as the strongest of all mortals—and Athena—the goddess of battle and strategies. This explains why Helios has the incredible strength where he could wield and use the heaviest sword that exists. Cordelia's appearance became different than it was before. Her childlike eyes turned into a fierce one, still having her purple orbs. She wears black s

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Gwydion said simply. Zephyr was quite scary and his huge muscular build was overpowering. He also had an imposing aura. He was worried because as much as he remembered, Bellona's parents were dead. She literally blamed him for their murder so why was she calling out to her mother all of a sudden. What exactly did Nimue do to her?

I think it was Hyacinth, protecting me and my pups. Her last power and her last hope is for me, as she is the one who took my old life and gave me my new life. She tried to help me adjust and even felt guilty of bringing me into this new world, but she never knew that she helped me found my true self. “Cattleya? Are you ready for the barbecue?” Zephyr called me from my bedroom door, he leaned on it and smile. “By Moon Goddess, you’re stunning, and look how I can see my pups for a bit now.” His eyes weren’t lying, as he approached me and gave me a kiss, a soft kiss in my mouth. His hand goes to my belly. “I can’t wait to see them soon.”

From realization. Freya barely heard them. Fragments of ancient memory crashed violently through her mind now. Light. Chains. A gate sealed beneath celestial fire. Something enormous trapped beyond it. Something that hated heaven. God. Freya gasped painfully gripping Eros’s arm while another wave of visions struck. Lealla standing before the seal centuries ago. The celestial elders surrounding her. Selene begging them to wait. And then— Lealla offering her own divine essence willingly to strengthen the barrier. Freya froze completely.

Around the glass-like table, the gods were silent and gazing off in the distance. Finally, the goddess of knowledge and war, Alstha, spoke. "Action must be taken right away!" She cried out in indignation, "He is killing hundreds of innocent lives every minute! "Nothing can be done by us." Eccasto, the deity of reason and instinct, bemoaned, "We made sure of that when we made him indestructible." "Whose grand idea was that? Everyone has witnessed the boy's abilities. If we can't figure out a method to stop him, I vow bad things will happen to us." Fate spoke

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. .

Zach on the other hand was standing by the edge of a bridge in a deep thought. Every piece of information he'd just heard kept repeating inside his head and it felt like his head was about to explode.. "Argh!" He screamed and punched the railings in frustration.. He was trying so hard not to think of and not believe anything he'd learned but who was he kidding? There's so much evidence that points to the truth but he couldn't bring himself to believe it.. He couldn't accept the fact that he was played for a fool by the man he looked up to..