Zodiac Myths Novels & Stories

I was wandering how all this stuff will fit in in my bedroom but then I remembered that today I’ll move to the room next to the king. It was night buy they time we finished shopping and we grabbed something to eat. We were sited at a Greek restaurant. Lea started to talk ‘’you know a Greek myth says that at first humans had four arms, four legs and one head with two faces. One of the twelve ancient gods Zeus, split them condemning them to spend their lives searching for their other halve. I believe that mates are the same for us wolves, we can’t be whole without our given mate”

“But I think you already know that.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Everyone saw Estella’s moon marks…. Everyone has seen Candido’s—” “Stop it! You’re wrong. It’s just a trick!” “And everyone knows that you’re already twenty. Whether you like it or not, mates are just a story, a fantasy, a myth that’s been used to keep werewolf society functioning to the benefit of the person who designed it. It’s more of a curse at this point.” “You’re wrong. Mates are a gift from the Moon Goddess. Everyone is fated to meet their mates. Everyone’s fated mate is supposed to love them forever!”

She was fascinated by the way that different cultures had woven tales of love into the night sky. "And then there's the story of Orion and Scorpio," Eddie said, pointing to two constellations on opposite sides of the sky. "According to Greek mythology, Orion was a great hunter who boasted that he could kill any animal on earth. This angered the goddess Gaia, who sent a giant scorpion to kill him."

And then, she bargained, “You are going to make me forget this ever happened to begin with, aren’t you? Then, why won’t you let me in on the secret?” She watched as his posture went from stiff and alert to sagged and slightly defeated. He sighed, and then finally began explaining, “You have to understand, Karen, that most of the myths about my kind are not all that far off the mark.” She raised an eyebrow at him. “For example, the call of the full moon is strong, and makes us want to shift. Most packs run together under the moonlight.” “Okay,” she drawled in a confused tone. “Another example, we do have mates – fated ones, I mean,” he said matter-of-factly, “and you are mine.”

'Werewolf Mythology : The love story of Lycaon and Lydia'. "You mean Lycaon, the God of Werewolves and Lydia the Noble one? Why would a mythical story be the hint for your vision, besides their supposed love story is just a myth." "You will have to read their story to understand it. My vision included similar situations mentioned in their story. Maybe it's a mythical story which was supposed to happen in the future?" Joan questions. "You mean someone was predicting the future with this myth of a story?" Jade couldn't come to terms with the fact that Joan would believe in such absurd things.

He’d always be a dominant personality to Ana’s, and they’d have to always work on their relationship as neither would back down. “Sadly, no, he hasn’t my dear. George is just expressing what he feels and how your society has fought against Fate and the Goddess’ intentions. I think they often forgot that myths are often come from some form of truth. The stories say vampires were originally raised from corpses of wolf shifters to hunt rogue or renegade wolf shifters. If that’s the case, fated life partners are easy to believe exist. Or that Fate and the Moon Goddess have a firm hand in your lives.”

Mom was hospitalized seven times, all because she rejected the magic that left her between the worlds, in which she would have the conquered right of sex and the 7 desires of each god in each magical season of these worlds, for each of the gods that rule the mystical world. Being that they are animals like guardians of the cardinal points galactic colonies: the Blue Dragon of the East, the Red Bird of the South, the White Tiger of the West and the Black Tortoise of the North. In that being that they are associated with elements of the Theory of the Five Transformations, we are their priestesses, in that through each of the seasons of the year. She did not finish them, year agreed to make the

Aria answered softly, “Can you please answer? I need to know.” The silence stretched again as Rose met the gaze of her friend before letting out a sigh. “For most creatures in the north. They are myths. For people in the south, they are outcasts. They aren’t supposed to exist anymore. Once upon a time, they were said to rule the world. They are all ancient and powerful beyond belief. Beyond even what the most powerful alpha wolves could do.” Aria gulped as she flexed her fingers. “They were said to be able to see threads,” Rose continued. She sneaked a glance at Aria, noting the changes in her expression as she spoke, “Fate, instinct, magic, emotions – all of it and none of it – they were sa

"She sounds like she was an amazing woman." I nodded, feeling the familiar ache in my chest. "She was." I pointed up at the sky. "See that one? Orion. My mom always told me it was the constellation of a great hunter. And there—that's Cassiopeia. She was a queen who was punished for her vanity." Hayden hummed in interest. "And that one?" He gestured toward another cluster of stars. I smiled. "That's Cygnus, the swan. There are different myths about it, but my mom always told me the version where the swan was a loyal friend. It reminded her of how true friends stands the test of time."

Perhaps this couple were genuine parents who were grieving for their child. Just as I parted my lips to speak, a memory from long ago resurfaced in my mind. Perhaps they had mistaken me for their daughter because of what my mother had once called a myth when I was much younger. The myth stated that when two people with kindred souls suffered untimely and painful deaths, their souls would swap, and the one with a stronger will and a greater purpose would be granted a second chance at life. But it was just that...a myth... it was a myth. There was nothing in our lycanthropy history that suggested anything like this had ever happened.