Amatsu Kami Novels & Stories

Tsukuyomi (Japanese Mythology): Tsukuyomi is the moon god in Japanese Shinto mythology. He is the brother of Amaterasu, the sun goddess, and Susanoo, the storm god. Tsukuyomi is less prominently featured in myths compared to his siblings, but he represents the moon's serene and contemplative nature. Coyolxauhqui (Aztec Mythology):

That's the phrase she keeps mumbling to herself. The same goes for the two criminals. In spite of her best efforts, she is unable to talk to them normally, as if they have gone insane. She was about to leave since she already got what she wanted, but one of them said something that made her freeze at her place. "Ameira. The name of the woman who gave us the medicine is not human, but our greed. She's our demon side." She slowly turned her head to the side, looking at the rusty iron door.

“The mate bond is a sacred gift from the Goddess, and to allow anyone but my mate to touch me is to spit in Goddess’s eye and cause unspeakable suffering to my love.” “But…”Carlotta started to interrupt, but as I held my hand up, a zipper closed over her mouth and then over the mouths of the others before they could start to protest. “Do not try my patience, hags. I may be young and untrained in the ways of magic, but I am Katrina D’Amore, Luna of Nebrodi, and Crone of Oscurità e Luce Coven. I will not have my decisions questioned by anyone.” I growled as Nina started to come forward, her anger not easy to keep in check.

She would tell him in her own time when she was ready. Instead of brushing her teeth with her brother as she usually did, she laid in the dark and stared off in the distance. She was back in the forest in that same spot, in that moment in time when the lightning flashed and she seen what she had seen. Or what she thought that she had seen. As she closed her eyes she could see the pain in the creature's face. Neither human nor animal, the creature had stood there in the Forest in that moment as the lightning flashed and locked his eyes with Emily's. Emily shuddered. His eyes were almost human. A beautiful color of blue decorated with what could have only been the the pain of death. She rememb

The Head Elder stands up, his voice amplified by stones to reach every corner of the temple. "We are gathered here today to witness the sacred union of Alpha Domine Ashford and Ella Whitmore. This is a blessing from the Moon Goddess. Let us celebrate these fated mates." The room explodes into cheers and applause. Everyone is celebrating. Everyone is offering blessings. Domine looks out at the crowd. There are so many people, but the one person he’s looking for isn't there. My absence is making him uneasy, but the ceremony has already started. He pushes his doubts aside.

“What are those?“, she asked. “You do not know?“, He asked. She shook her head in response. “I don’t know at all.“, she said. “An Amaterasu is a sun goddess. A Yōsei is a bewitching fairy. You very well may be a fallen goddess or a fairy. You are small enough.“, Mitsuhide replied. “I don’t believe I am either.“, she said with a smile. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that. You came to me in a dream, last night.“, he said as he again took a step closer to her. “I did?“, she asked. “You are not of this place. Everything about you says so.“, he said as he reached out and touched her shirt. “It is silk, and it is form fitting.”

Nya had fought Rok enough times not to let a crotchety personality dissuade her in battle. “Who am I?” he repeated, shaking his head. He folded his arms across his massive chest. “Who are you? What the hell are you doing?” “Who am I?” Nya repeated, realizing that was exactly what he’d just said to her. “I’m Princess Nya of Frindom, and I have come to slay the dragon that terrorizes our kingdoms. That’s who I am! Now, if you’ll kindly step aside so that I can find him, I would greatly appreciate it!”

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.