Call Me The Goddess Of Vengeance 소설 & 이야기

a woman’s voice called. "Luna" came another. And then another and another. Soon the whole pack were on their knees calling to Zelena, calling out to their new Goddess, their Luna. It was like a scene from a movie, they looked to her, called for her, like she was their saviour. In a way, I guess she is.

Everywhere I looked around, my eyes were greeted with destruction. This couldn't be allowed to continue any longer. The best strategy to win any war was to destroy the confidence of the warriors. And for that, I needed to destroy their leader. I felt determination rise in me and my powers responded accordingly. “You chose the wrong Goddess to mess with, Samael. I may have lost my memories. But that doesn’t make me a lesser adversary. I am still the Goddess of Vengeance and balance. And you must know what exactly I do. I enact retribution against those who succumb to hubris. It is time to pay for your sins,” I said. It was time for him to suffer for everything he did so far. It was time for m

, Venus said, striding towards Tiana and Jessica. “ Is that a threat? Try better than that you she devil!” Tiana barked back. Straining her voice to sound louder and more confident that she felt. “ She devil?” Venus asked amused. Tiana didn't retort even as the goddess doubled over and laughed. “ Call me anything you like. But remember this, I'm the goddess of war among all my other attributes. What I'm doing is gaining alliances for you and your tragic future.

“Speak.” *** Isabella approached the cauldron and, with the tip of a blood-stained dagger, drew an ancient symbol in the air. The purple smoke followed it, dancing in spirals with almost conscious movements. “There is only one Goddess who has no mercy,” her voice came dense, almost whispered, as if it carried the weight of centuries. “Morrigan. She does not choose out of compassion… She chooses through chaos and justice. Through imposed balance.” Alexei frowned, eyes fixed on the sinister dance of the smoke.

I want to build something of my own, earn an honest living, and provide Piper with the best life she deserves. Gunthar looked at me with deep approval. Then, he turned and raised his right hand. "Company, attention! Render the highest honors to our hero and his family!" As the soldiers snapped into a solemn salute, my blood burned with passion and fire. Velda, who was behind the crowd, suddenly stood up. She shot me a resolute look before turning around to run into the distance. "I'll repay what I owe you, Callan. I swear I will!"

Our fire. A true goddess.

"But know this: with this second chance comes a great responsibility. You must use this new life to avenge your pack, protect the innocent, and ensure that such tragedy never befalls your kind again." As the warmth of her divine touch revived me, I felt a newfound strength coursing through my veins. My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself gazing up at the goddess, her silver eyes brimming with both sorrow and determination. "Thank you, Selene," I whispered, my voice filled with gratitude and awe. "I promise to honor your gift and bring justice to those who have caused this pain." With a nod of approval, Selene slowly vanished, her presence fading back into the silvery glow of the moon abo

Beria covered his left hand with his hand, squeezed it and made the girl wince, and Asnar carefully took the right hand, almost without causing pain. The priestess, meanwhile, ran her finger first over the blade, collecting the mixed blood, then over the lips of Beria, over the lips of Deya and Aznar. The girl felt the characteristic salty metallic taste. Then the priestess turned to the Goddess and began to utter ritual phrases in the language of werewolves. Deamara hardly understood anything. She heard only "lanaren", "markat" and the name of the Goddess. The princess was visibly shaken. The priestess turned around, speaking the traditional ritual phrase: - Do you agree to give your lives

“Who I lost as a young child. Normally she comes to me in that form when I am in need of comfort. I only remember my mother as a child does. Her beauty, her softness, her gentle touches, and the beauty of her voice as she tells me that I am loved…” “Sometimes,” she refocused on him, and her expression and voice hardened. “She comes to me as the man who killed my mother, the man that I knew of as a father, but that I know never deserved the name. When he appears, I heed it as a warning of danger. The goddess, you see,” she reached out to take his hand. “Knows the secrets of our hearts and minds, and is able to communicate in ways that are unique and special for each of us.”

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast