Zodiac Myths Novels & Stories

To combat Lord Colton's soldiers and avenge the fallen. After the funeral, a solar eclipse covered the skies. And Lady Maria breathed for unexpected circumstances. Tales about the serpent have been the center of the conversation between her and Jerome's men. They said that it caused eclipses. During ancient times, Pre-fairyland folks believe that there were seven moons created by their supreme god to light up the sky. The serpent, amazed by their beauty, would rise from the ocean and swallow the whole of the moon, angering the gods and causing them to be mortal enemies.

“We have a deity, the Moon Goddess, she has given each wolf spirit the perfect body to reside in - so that we could live in perfect harmony.” “Wolves are pack animals, as you can see,” I gestured around the room, “but also, they mate for life.” She shifted in her chair uncomfortably and I grabbed her hand in mine again. “The Moon Goddess picks out two wolf spirits to be together and sends them to Earth from the Moon - that’s how the legend goes.” I explained, rubbing circles on her hand. “So we are meant to find that other spirit, the one that completes our being - and that person is called our fated mate.”

Sometimes it's joy to be ignorant. We were surrounded by people who thought we were bad because we were moon children, but we disregarded them. We were unique from birth, and their opinions couldn't make us change. Lupus Deus was at the top of the list of fictional creatures that even monsters feared to venture into their closets or under their beds. Whatever you want to call it—a haunting, a myth, or a tale. He would constantly be the subject of a story. Children were warned to watch out for him as he prowled the woods at night.

After all, this information revealed something incredible. 'The solar system and the arrangement of stars in this world is the same as the one in mine. Does that mean that I am on earth?' It wouldn't be impossible. He had always heard of the multiverse theories. This was even more so when he associated the diverse myths of this world. Asmodeus for example was one of the princes of hell and represented lust in his old world. Meanwhile here, he was the beast representing lust. 'Well, not like it really matters in the end.'

KATHERINE POV I stared at the paper, my picture attached with a message that sent shivers down my spine: "The Chosen Omega." The words seemed to leap off the page, echoing in my mind like a haunting whisper. The words blurred as I read between the lines, my heart racing with anticipation and fear. "The ancients spoke about an omega, chosen by the Moon goddess, who will possess immense powers and unite the whole werewolf society. Her powers will know no bounds." The prophecy's magnitude overwhelmed me.

He gave him the look. “Look, I don’t know about it but I can’t be a werewolf. I know that werewolves are supposed to turn into wolves on the full moon but that never happened. Did it? I never turned into a wolf on full moons.” Zadkiel argued back. “Maybe, turning into wolves is just a myth.” Abel pointed out. “The whole concept of werewolves’ existence is a myth, bro,” Zadkiel stated, denying every possible way he could.

It was a gold bracelet with five charms, which are: heart, moon, star, sun, clouds, and in those charms there are letters attached, which are F, R, E, Y, and A. Zeus bit his lower lip and put the bracelet on her hand. "What is it for?" She asked in surprise while caressing the bracelet that Zeus had put on her. "You know that 'Zeus' is the God of the sky in Greek mythology, right?" Zeus asked, and she immediately nodded. Zeus gently smiled and caressed the bracelet. "Well Zuri, you are my heart, moon, star, sun, cloud that lights up my world and the only one who makes my heart beat so fast."

—said our father angrily, "This should never have happened. —Of course it shouldn't have happened, just as they would use black magic to bring a vampire back into this world. That's beyond forbidden and those wretches put a dead woman in my partner's body. —Well, at least you consider her part of our family, so your father won't have to go to the council for someone who isn't important. —Mom was worse than Dad was angry. —What do they know about the other girl? —A Phoenix. —According to human mythology, the Phoenix is born from a pure soul that was corrupted, but is mortal to its bearer.

She sighed heavily, adjusted her gown, and followed him out into the night. Some hours later at the red moon ceremony..... Zeke sighed for the umpteenth time and rested against the wall. He just wanted the night to be over. He watched as hopeful faces waited anxiously for what the moon goddess would bring them. He remembered some few years ago, he was just like them waiting for his mate. He closed his eyes as he remembered his red moon ceremony. His beautiful mate Ann. They had been so happy and then she had died while giving birth. That day he had lost his world, his mate and son. Only his sister Bella had been able to keep him from following them.

Hazel's Point of View I sit at my desk, my elbows resting on either side of my laptop, fingers curled tightly around the warmth of my second cappuccino of the day. My eyes scan the screen in front of me, squinting slightly at the wall of conflicting information. I type "Lycan origin myths + werewolf distinction" into the search bar and hit enter. Dozens of articles pop up, each contradicting the last, some claiming Lycans are just another term for werewolves, others saying they’re older, stronger, nearly immortal. Some threads spiral into folklore and conspiracy theories. Others sound like the beginning of horror novels.