Athena: Goddess Novels & Stories

Arya called out, causing Amaris to stiffen on his seat. Dropping his marine blue eyes from looking at the wood paneled ceiling, he focused it on Arya's quartz coloured ones and couldn't help but feel slightly mesmerized. She was indeed incredibly beautiful and if it wasn't for her closed off personality, he would have thought she was one of those fallen goddesses from the Hyacinth Kingdom. "Sir Amaris, what do you think you are doing?"

Where the fuck am I? “You’re awake.” I turn to the face the voice and I look at the beautiful woman standing in the doorway of the room. I know her. Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom. I show her respect by bowing to her, when she chuckles and moves closer to me. “Oh, please, don’t bow to me, Gaia. I have been sent to bring you to the meeting.” I frown at her in confusion. Meeting? What fucking meeting? “From the look of confusion on your beautiful face, I take it you don’t know why you are here?” She asks as she steps closer and I get a good look at her.

And to be honest, I'm not that far ahead of them. I give Hannah a questioning look and she just shrugs. Okay, looks like it's up to me to talk about it. "Seraphim?" I ask, squaring my shoulders and trying my best to look bold. "Who created you?" The AI responds without missing a beat. "I was built under the auspices of SynerGen Corporation by a team of programmers consisting of Dr. Rudiger Dorn, Dr. Uli Roth, Dr. Jaeyung Yoon, Dr. Sriraman Radhakrishnan..."

Let us all be frustrated. “If I may,” Fredja asks. “Who put up the barrier for your family?” “Our deity,” he answers. “You would know her as the Moon Goddess.” “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I mutter. “No offense but I am getting really tired of this goddess.” “Damien!” I look over at her and see her glaring at me. “What?!” I ask. “How can you say that?” she demands. “She is our goddess!”

But Lukas told me there is only one mate for everyone. "Hi, I don't think we've met before" I croaked, awkwardly waving at her. The Greek Goddess warmly smiled, her eyes shifting towards my stomach. Hestia is the virgin goddess of the hearth, the right ordering of domesticity, the family, the home, and the state. So it was natural she would find out about my pregnancy. But she didn't make a move to touch my stomach or anything which I felt relieved at. "Congratulations Queen" "Oh, thank you."

When the angel turn her head and finally revealed her face, everyone remembers her differently. Lucian remembers her as her mother, who gave birth to him and somehow was taken away from him all those decades ago. Darius remembers her as the mother of Theodora, wife of Norcia a dark creature who was a slave to Assorthan. Lucifer identified her as Mother destiny, the one he and Althea met when she was little. Althea called her as mother by mistake.

She didn’t know if her wolf was rejecting them both. “Her name is Nyx.” Zeke’s smile widened. “That’s a beautiful name. Fitting. In Greek mythology, she’s the goddess of the night, the daughter of Chaos. Shadow and Nyx,” Zeke said. “You see, you were always meant for us.” Yes, but Nyx didn’t think so. She messed that up for Zeke just as she was going to mess things up for the whole school and get people killed. ‘Mark him.’ The voice startled her again, and she somehow ended up in Zeke’s arms, her heart pounding. How the hell did anyone ever get used to that?

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

he said heading towards the door with a squeeze of her arm. She nodded watching him stalk off. His posture being that of more intensity. She turned to leave as well heading back to the hallway, finding the pressbox she and Thalia would be in. “Glad to see you found your way here,” Thalia cooed. “Wasnt too far,” Layla replied. Thalia showed a small smile. We're in for a treat. The minor god and goddess have all had their turn. Now for our main Olympians,” she says, hands outstretched to the arena.

She turned her face up toward mine, and the intense golden glow in her eyes slowly faded back to a soft, innocent hazel. “My name is Athena,” she whispered, her voice echoing with a power that shook the room. “True goddess of the moon. And by your pure blood, I have been released from the bondage of the false Moon Goddess.” For several seconds, I couldn't move. Athena. The name echoed relentlessly through my mind. The true goddess of the moon. My gaze remained frozen on Aurelia or Athena, or whatever ancient, primordial being had been sleeping silently inside my daughter's flesh.