Blessed By The Gods Novels & Stories

“So mote it be.” “With the giving of your oaths to one another, we welcome you into your new journey in life. May the gods be with you and bless you. May you see your children's children's children. May you be poor in misfortunes and rich in blessings. May you know nothing but happiness from this day forward."

Alona told Lexy with mixed emotions of joy and worries. "Do not forget that the gods and Moon Goddess had already blessed this prophecy with victory. All you have to do is seek wisdom and let righteousness prevail in your hearts and minds. We love you. We love both of you, and we should look forward to a future with unity, love, and peace as the strongest foundation of a new generation."

She will love her loved ones until the day he dies. ‘N... No! Impossible, I perform a blessing ceremony for the gods!’ She immediately cried and retreated. ‘God has blessed me. This figure is mine! It’s mine! No one will separate me and him!’

The village had returned to uneasy quiet, though the air still smelled of blood and smoke. Ash clung to the rooftops where torches had been thrown, and the dirt streets bore the scars of battle. Yet beneath the exhaustion, a strange kind of hope shimmered. People moved slowly, whispering to each other, their voices carrying fragments of the same phrase again and again. The Blessed Wolf. The Blessed Luna. Sent by the Goddess herself.

The village of a newborn infant could be heard across the hamlet. When the baby was born, he received the blessing of Apollo, who stated it was merely a coincidence that the god walked by here, heard the baby's cry, and thought it was so adorable that Apollo came to bless him. The parents in their household was equally overjoyed with the sun god's favor. The baby was attractive, and when he saw the deity, he burst out laughing. The deity had declared, "This is a fortunate child."

The words sank into her spirit like rain into dry earth. “Therefore, what God has joined together, let no man put asunder. For love is strong as death, its flames are flames of fire, a most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench love, nor can rivers drown it.” Samarth gently reached for her hand again, interlacing their fingers. Her grip tightened in return. The blessing continued, the voices weaving around them like a divine tapestry. “May the Lord bless you and keep you. May He make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. May the Lord lift His countenance upon you, and give you peace.”

’ Smiling, the priestess continued as she recited the blessing. “Blessed be your breath; may you breathe deep as you take in power. Blessed be your eyes as they look to the future and the skies. Blessed be your ears as you listen to the world around you and the moon goddess to guide you. Blessed be your tongue as you speak only truth and taste only the sweetness of life. Blessed be your hands as you grasp what the world and moon goddess provide. Blessed be your feet as they carry you through this world and the next.” Stepping back, Imogen handed the infant to Emmeline who held her close.

But it was yet another circumstance but it was the end of Theo and Cath is in a bind yet again that it when she clasp her hands together and prayed to the goddess Erlah to save Theo once more that may faith be enough to save her dear mate from going to the ‘other’ side much sooner than later. “Oh goddess, may you bring a heavenly graces upon my mate as I promise to devote the pack as to myself in your rule.” Cath prayed to the benevolent goddess that has saved him once before and Cath is in hope that the goddess is in good heart and give the ‘Holy Blessing’ one more go and it will revive his heart that is in a slow beat in rhythm And it doesn’t come even frustrated Cath could not be rash and

Kaede says aloud, looking towards us with her blind eyes but seeing everything simultaneously. “We ask that the infinite light of the divine God Xamnir and Goddess Tiarin shine upon this union. In that spirit, I ask the elements to extend their blessing onto you.” The other sisters move from the altar and encircle us. “Blessed be this marriage with the gifts from Air — new beginnings that come each day with the rising sun, communication of the heart, mind, body and soul. Blessed be this marriage with the gifts from Fire — the light of the heart, the heat of passion, and the warmth of a loving home. Blessed be this marriage with the gifts from Water — the rushing excitement of a raging river,

"Margaret believes she's won. She believes we're beaten. Be that as it may, we have something she doesn't. We have one another. We have trust. Furthermore, we have this." I lifted my hands, and the shimmering light became more brilliant. The wolves wheezed as the light spread, contacting every one of them. Where it passed, wounds recuperated, sluggishness disappeared, and strength returned. "This is the gift of the Moon Goddess," I proceeded. "With this, we can push back the murkiness. In any case, I want your assistance. I really want your solidarity, your boldness, your conviction." A mumble of understanding went through the group, becoming stronger. I grinned, feeling their determination