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Preface of Heracles and the Nemean Lion

The story you are about to enter is not the one told by old scrolls or carved on marble. This is not the tale of a mighty demigod slaying a lion with bare hands beneath the golden sun of ancient Greece. No — this is the story of Heracles as he has never been known before.

Born into a world shaped by myths but hidden from mortal eyes, Heracles is not yet the hero of legend. He is a boy haunted by whispers of a divine past, burdened by a brother who overshadows him and a destiny he never asked for. But when the mysterious Hippocoon Academy extends an invitation, his world tilts — from the mundane to the magical, from memory to mystery.

Within these pages lies a world where myth meets magic, where ancient powers are studied like science, and where young minds shape the fate of gods and monsters alike. From enchanted classrooms to spectral forests, from divine relics to the currency of Olympus, the Academy is a place of wonder — and danger.

This book is the first chapter in a new legend. It is a reimagining of the Twelve Labors not as trials of strength, but as rites of passage. It is a tale of growth, friendship, betrayal, and the question that echoes through the corridors of Hippocoon:

Are heroes born — or made?

Welcome to the academy.
Welcome to the beginning of Heracles’s true story.

Hung Nguyen


Heracles and the Nemean Lion book cover

Heracles and the Nemean Lion

The first epic in the Heracles and the Twelve Labors series — witness Heracles' legendary battle against the invincible lion. A tale of strength, fate, and immortal valor.

Heracles and the Dragon Hydra book cover

Heracles and the Dragon Hydra

The second chapter of the Heracles and the Twelve Labors series. Heracles faces the monstrous Hydra — a dragon-like beast with many heads, each reborn from the last. A mythic journey of courage, strategy, and divine challenge.

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