Before We Visit The Goddess Novels & Stories

As the minutes passed, a palpable sense of reverence filled the air. After what felt like an eternity, the surroundings began to shimmer with an ethereal glow, signaling the Moon Goddess's imminent arrival. A hushed awe spread through the pack as the divine presence materialized before them. The Moon Goddess, a celestial embodiment of grace and power, greeted the werewolves with a gentle smile.

Before I knew it, Susan nudged me gently. “It’s almost time,” she said, her voice soft but excited. I glanced at my watch. Twenty minutes until midnight. My heart thudded in my chest as I realized the moment was almost here. The moment that could change my life forever. ~~~~ The lively chatter and laughter around the clearing slowly faded as everyone instinctively turned their attention to the center. The priestess, dressed in flowing silver robes that shimmered under the moonlight, stepped forward. In her hands, she carried a silver knife and a ceremonial bowl etched with ancient runes. Her presence commanded respect, and the crowd parted to give her space as she made her way to the middle

Our mother the moon goddess is nowhere to be seen. Sighing, I sit flat on the floor and close my eyes, wondering what to do. Of course, I know what I am supposed to do, it's just that I'm too ignorant and shocked to start going! Bracing myself, I recollect myself from the floor and then stand up. Looking at my computer, I close it and then lock my office and head outside the Pack House, my main target being the moon goddess' temple. Upon arrival, I unlock it and at first, I don't see anything out of the ordinary except the excess dust which is at the walls and at our mother's Statue.

“Then she meets all three of us.” Aria looks at me, the glow in her eyes softening into something warm something human. Clara grins, lightning licking up her arms like anticipation. “I’m starting to like this plan.” Outside, the goddess screams a volcanic, ancient, furious sound. Inside, Aria steps forward, lifting her chin. “We walk,” she says. “Together.” So we do. Aria between us. Clara at her right. Me at her left. The doors ignite with light And we walk straight toward the goddess waiting beyond them.

As we walked, Nikau explained the significance of the temple and the goddess it was dedicated to. "The moon goddess is the source of our power, and the protector of our pack," he said. "We seek her guidance and protection in all aspects of our lives." We walked for hours until we finally arrived at the temple. It was a beautiful structure made of white marble, surrounded by lush green trees and a small stream that flowed nearby. The entrance was guarded by two fierce-looking werewolves, who scrutinized us as we approached. Nikau stepped forward and spoke to them in a low voice. After a brief conversation, they allowed us to enter.

I replied. Tye walked over and wrapped his arms around us, I just needed all of this to be over and fast and in a few days time it will be. We were all ready, all of us had been prepared and we had been training our butts off, everyone has gotten so much stronger and the fact that they underestimate us gives us the upper hand because they won't be expecting what we have been doing. "We need to meet up at Alleys house. Are you ready?" Tye asked softly. "As ready as I will ever be." I whispered. I held on tightly to Apollo as we walked out of the room. I stopped in the hallway just as Angie and Brent were coming out of their room. "Are you sure we're allowed to go?" Angie asked. "Of course it

The Book of the Spirit Wolf “Moon Ceremony” 1. Attire Our Mother. Our Goddess, our most Holy Selene welcomes us in the light of her full moon to meet our destined mates. To be fruitful and multiply. To continue our gifts as She intends for generations to come. When we greet our Goddess for the first time, we greet her as clean and pure. Dressed in whites to symbolize our purity. Our heads covered. Our other halves taking form to greet their Mother, our Goddess! We reveal ourselves completely in tribute to our enduring love and devotion to our Goddess, most high.

I imagine an emotion and force it out and watch as the room transforms itself to fit. “The Goddess will have dinner with you today, are you willing?’ “No,” I say my mood darkening at the mention of her name and the room morpheme to fit it. “Natalie…” “No, Venta. I am not in the mood to see her.” Meeting the Moon Goddess in person was a trip. She was stunning. Glowing really. And wonderful. She had introduced me to the other deities, who had all welcomed me with open arms. Training was going well.

To her? "Inconceivable," I muttered, shaking my head. "This has to be some sort of mistake." For the first time, Lady Cecilia set her teacup down in its saucer with a slight tinkle, her serene face overcast. "If the Virgin really did pay her homage, that would make things awkward. My fists were balled, my nails had dug into my palm. "We have to go there. Now. It had been one blur of anger and anxiety all that walk to the Temple of the Moon Goddess, dead silent she and I; her unease mingling palpably with mine hanging between us in the air.

There was a well manicured lawn hemmed by gigantic hedges. Bailey itched to go exploring, but Beckett snatched her hand before she could look for the exit. He gave her a knowing smile, shaking his head. "Not now, little changeling. We have a Goddess to meet." Viridios led them from the room and down a bright hall. Everything was green here, vibrant and growing. They didn't encounter anyone else, and it struck Bailey as odd. "Does the Goddess ever get lonely?" "Mother is a great many things, but lonely is not one of them. Trust me, she gets plenty of visitors. But she is fiercely private and does not employ servants." Viridios answered.