Ashura God Novels & Stories

I hear him say. "Do you really have to torment me?" I mutter, leaning back against the wall. Shinee smiles at me playfully, that glint in his eye suggesting he's enjoying my embarrassment. Just to add to it all, colour blooms at my cheeks. I'm sure by now he would have figured, since I'm Aidana, the Moon Goddess who is meant to be the purest being to ever exist...how ironic.

We really needed Ashina. She was not the kind to entirely rely on a man. No damsel in distress, just a knight! She was blessed by our Moon Goddess and I was very well aware that she would be a powerful werewolf one day. How I had wished that she would be Boris’ Luna. Together they could conquer and rule. “Your Highness, here comes the raven,” Craig gestured to me. The raven was one of us. He had been working for my bloodline. “The situation is deteriorating. Alpha Boris need more assistance, urgently.”

The shard pulsed with approval, its rhythm syncing to her defiance, its hunger fed by her refusal to yield. But then I saw it—the shadow creeping at her back, the cost she had not wanted to see. A man lay at her feet, his chest unmoving, eyes closed as flames licked the edges of his body. His hand still reached for hers, though he was long gone. Ashara’s power had saved her, but it had claimed him. The shard whispered through me, a cruel caress: She chose, as you must.

I laughed out loud, my voice giving off an aura of a maniac, “yet she allows me to bring doom on them” “You can not blame her” Ash said again, “our kind is under her command, humans have a God that they worship, far fetched from the goddess. You are being punished for hurting our kind and not their kind” “You are still loyal to her even after casting you away, you have been suffering with me”

I swallowed nervously. Leah had always bragged about her noble background, acting disgusted even by the sight of homeless wolves. How did she end up connected to a rogue leader? "You’ve seen this man in person?" I asked. Asher shook his head. "No. But his followers worship him like a god. They say he has the power to suppress all werewolves." He hesitated, then smiled and patted my hand. "But that’s probably just an exaggeration. Nothing to be afraid of."

He honestly felt nothing for the goddess he killed. “How was a goddess left on earth after the gods’ ascension?” Alpha Ashwood seemed scholarly in his attention. “That I do not know. I do know that Gumihos are forest gods. They protect the forest from the harm of humans by eating their hearts and sucking out their life force. They lure you in with a sweet scent and beautiful face, then kill you for trespassing. They are more demons than gods. That one has killed five of my men since turning 18.” The American Alphas look at me with wide eyes. Father smirks.

"What? You didn't tell me your brother is a theif." They both laughed together as they wait for him to come. Ashtaroth was in the temple, praying, her too knees on the ground and hand clasped together, she's still and unmoved. She stands up when she noticed the presence of someone. Ashtaroth has been the goddess of Ashland and a role model for many in years. He moved closer to the guard when she saw it was the one he sent to Abalone kingdom. Your Grace I have brought the message Alpha Derrick sent to you.

My knees hit the red-stained snow, and the world began to tilt. Kael caught me before I hit the ground. He pulled me against his chest, his blood soaking into my dress, his heart thudding against mine. He didn't look at the carnage. He didn't look at his pack. He just looked at me. "You broke the cuffs," he whispered, his voice thick with awe and terror. "I had to," I rasped, my vision blurring. "I couldn't let him take you." He pressed his forehead to mine, his scent of pine and steel the only thing keeping me conscious. "The Council will never let you stay now, Asha. They saw what you are. They saw the fire."

"I am here." I held his gaze. I said: "The founding ground acknowledges the partner. Zane Ashford is witness. His function is structural. His standing is formal. His presence is permanent." I paused. "I, Aria Vale, Chosen of the Moon Goddess, anchor of the founding ground, acknowledge the partner." I held his gaze. "You are not here because of what we are to each other." I paused. "You are here because of who you are." I paused. "There you are."

All of them flickered through me, and the power drank deep from each emotion they stirred. I dropped to my knees with a gasp, eyes wide. And still, Ash didn’t let go. “Feel that?” he whispered, crouching beside me. “That’s the real you. Not some little wolf in heat. Not a mate-marked pawn. Not a curse.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against my temple. “That,” he said, “is a goddess being born.”