Zodiac Myths Novels & Stories

There was something called a lament by Thoth, an Egyptian god known to the Romans as Mercury. 'Gods will leave earth and forsake Egypt. Only tales of it will be left which the future generations won't believe. Once humans lose their connection with the spirit, they will lead a life solely driven by materialism. There will come a time when the earth will be purged with fierce fires, war, and disease. Order will be brought back into the cosmos and nature will heal.'

She says, as a whisper. Nevertheless, everyone can hear her. They all hear what she said, but nobody moves. Except for their eyes as they look to Orpheus for direction. All eyes looking toward our leader for what to do with the beast in front of them. A beast that should no longer exist yet, unfortunately, here I am. In front of them all. Orpheus is shell shocked, frozen in place. His eyes are as wide as saucers. Fear. Disbelief. Anger. Those three emotions can be read in his gaze. He looks conflicted, which is an emotion I’ve not ever seen on his face before. However, this is something new to us all. Wolves. Werewolves, to be exact, have been extinct for over a century now. Hunters wiped th

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, finally finding the courage to speak. "Yes, they do, but they think it is a myth," Xavier replied, his tone resigned. If only they knew the truth, I thought to myself. The reality was that harming a White Wolf, especially killing one, would invoke the wrath of the Moon Goddess. Those involved in such an act would face certain death, a retribution that was swift and merciless. This divine punishment was not a mere story to frighten children; it was a law of the supernatural world, as immutable as the phases of the moon itself. The thought of such a fate was both terrifying and oddly comforting to me. It meant that there was a higher power maintaining

Among the Werewolves, the prevailing belief was that true mates were nothing more than fictional narratives, a figment of imagination never realized in reality. The subject of true mates remained shrouded in mystery, even when inquired of the moon goddess herself. Instead of offering clarity, she responded with enigmatic smiles, perpetuating the confusion among the Werewolves. Yet, the very idea of having a true mate intrigued Arabella profoundly. Legends suggested that these unions were predestined by the moon goddess herself, forging an unbreakable bond between two souls. Even after death, they remained inseparable, destined to be reborn repeatedly, eternally seeking their mate in each new

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

“The Chronicles of the Thirteenth Moon. That’s not light reading.” “I was curious about the legend of the Carellos,” she replied softly. “They say they could control everyone and also the realm of spirits.” He turned fully now, walking toward her with a measured step. “Most believe them to be myths. Cautionary tales told to children.” “Do you?” she asked before she could stop herself. He paused a few feet away. “I believe all myths are born from truth. Twisted, forgotten… but never without roots.” Seraphine looked down at the book. “You sound like someone who’s seen those truths.”

It'll ruin everything I have going now. I'm happy now. I have a mate who I love. We got married even, as an Alpha bloodline tradition. It's to honor the first Moon Goddess who supposedly fell in love with a human and stepped down from her role to be with him. It's said that their children were the first Lycans, who werewolves later descended from. Lesa and I are hoping to start a family soon. I want three, she wants four. Will she want children with me still, after whatever comes out, comes out?

But something happened that dashed that hope. It happened during an informal council meeting. Talk had turned to the history of Zombieland. One of the Masters had spoke proudly of how zombies were the Moon Goddess’s first and favored creation. Roydo, unable to stay silent, had spoken. “Master,” he said softly, “from my research, I don't believe that is true. The wolves were her first creation, not us.” The hall fell deathly silent. Every face turned toward him in horror at such blasphemous words, every face except Donton’s.

The Sapphire Dragon, Ivory Tiger, Ruby Phoenix, and Obsidian Turtle were the four divine beasts of legend, capable of commanding wind and rain since ancient times, and were worshiped by countless people. In mythology, the four beasts were closely related to the four cardinal directions, divination, and astrology. However, every Florencian knew what the four divine beasts were. Although they were said to be just a myth, Andrius had seen similar records in the ‘Records of Profundity’ and the chronicles of the Demon Emperor and the Sky Genesis Immortal Palace.

In fact, their role is not that simple, but has a more far-reaching significance, that is, they represent the five fundamental elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, which contain all the things in nature and human society in the universe. Azure Dragon lives in the east and is the head of all mythical beasts. It is said that his body looks like a snake; his head is similar as a unicorn’s and his tail is like a cyprinoids’ tail. He has long whiskers on its face, deer-horns, and five claws. White tiger lives in the west, Rosefinch lives in the south, Black Tortoise lives in the north, and Yellow Dragon lives in the middle. They are all gone after the fall of the deities because of thei