Blood Goddess Name Novels & Stories

“Why would I need to realise anything when I have nothing to do with that girl?” 'He’s lying,' the voice whispered. 'He knows. He’s just pretending.' “‘Girl’,” I scoffed, ignoring the voice. “That would be a gross understatement. She is the literal Goddess of Sight; Selene’s mother. A being created at the beginning of time that is now bound and trapped inside a mortal body. That 'girl' is more powerful than you could possibly imagine.” “What…?” was all Aleric managed to say.

The cup filled quickly, overflowing with the crimson liquid. Her chant continued, her voice weaving a dark, hypnotic spell: "Sanguis, vena, caelo! Redemptio et damnatio!" The pack members' howls grew louder, their wolf forms writhing in ecstasy. Alpha Kael's gaze never left mine, his eyes burning with an inner fire. The red-gowned woman stepped forward, her eyes flashing with excitement. She reached out, taking the cup from Mary, she held it out to Kael, "I, Veronica StormCloud, daughter of the legendary Alpha Victor Nightshade, hereby gift your son, Alpha Kael, birthed under the red blood moon, tied to the ancient magic and greatest of his kind, his heritage!"

Khorvall - God of Time ⏳ Bloodline Name: Khorvalen Traits: déjà vu sensations, aged eyes, glitchy auras Signature Magic: time loops, slow fields, future flashes Trial Weakness: chaos or blood magic that interrupts temporal flow 12. Ossira - Goddess of Death ☠️ Bloodline Name: Ossirae Traits: darkened sclera, necrotic affinity, commune with spirits Signature Magic: soul tethering, spirit summoning, deathmancy Trial Weakness: divine light, purified relics 13. Sanguira - Goddess of Blood 🩸

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

Marcus droned on. “Where do the werewolves come in?” Xena asked impatiently. “And what was the name of the Goddess?” I asked. “During the golden age, she was known as Angrboda.” Marcus answered. “But in the modern times such as ours we call her Selene. She took the God of Dreams as her lover and consort.” “So, the black cloud swirling around her is the God of Dreams?” I asked as I peered closer to the picture. “Yes, he is our celestial Father,” Marcus nodded.

“I didn’t do anything Lilah. I swear.” “AHHHH!” She screams and points at something behind me. As I turn, a woman with white hair and white eyes was standing in front of me. Her blue dress covered her thin frame as she stared at us. A smile spreads across her face. “Bound by blood.” “Who are you?” I mutter “Selene.” “A ghost?” Wolves and Lycans were enough. I didn’t need ghosts as well. “The Moon Goddess.” Lilah mutters from next to me and I realise we are holding hands again.

“But first, who are you?” “Don. Oh, maybe you know her as the goddess Dana, one of the Celtic gods you’ve always thought of as a god who planted a death spell.” Seeing the look of confusion still evident on everyone’s faces, especially Ursula and Beatrice, who finally joined him, they resumed their words.

“Your siblings?” “Eris and Moros. She is the Goddess of Strife. She causes mayhem wherever she goes. She is apparently really stirring up the other realm. My brother Moros is the God of Doom. He drives mortals to their deaths. He can also drive various creatures as long as the aren't strong of will. My brother, Hypnos and I are going to stop them.” “How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?”

Vlash is thrown away. “VLASH!” I scream as I block the black goddess’ attack. The black goddess waves her hand and my sword flies to another direction. I am surprised when she grabs my neck and I grab her hand trying to get free. I am choking as the black goddess look at my face in pure joy. “Riri!” I heard Lana and the others call out to me. “Give me Demonica’s soul!” the black goddess said with a scary smirk. “Kill me all you want but I won’t give her to you. She belongs to no one.” I said gasping for air.

She was untainted, she was the most intelligent, she was the most beautiful, she was the most powerful and she was human. Human, she was, with blood running through her veins and a steady heartbeat, but there was evil lurking around the big mansion, an evil being who had his eye on little lamb Aphrodite. An evil being with sharp teeth and a thirst for human blood. An evil being who craved to dig his teeth into her neck...not to suck her blood, but to mark her. A vampire. Her Master. Abigor.