Cosmic Goddesses Novels & Stories

At the end of the walkway, there was just one door—a door that led to a room I hadn’t entered since I first arrived. I pushed open the door to the room that held stone statues towering hundreds of feet above me. I stared at the one in the center—Selene, the goddess of the moon and creator of shifters. They had a similar building in the Capitol open for everyone to visit, where not only the goddess of the shifters but also those of witches were honored. I circled the room, looking at the other goddesses illuminated by the glass ceiling. Artemis, the goddess of the wilderness, the hunt, and wild animals.

The vision shattered, replaced by another. A different time. A woman with kind eyes and my mother's strength stands in the same circle. She is a priestess, her hands outstretched to the moon. The stones glow with a soft, silver light. She smiles, and her voice is like a balm. "We are keepers of the balance, children of Selene. We protect the vessel, for she is the world's heart." The images flashed faster-a schism, a fight, blood spilled on the very stones I stood upon. The Keepers, protectors. The Shattered Moon, who believed the vessel's power was not to be protected, but to be consumed, harnessed for their own dominion.

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

“It's called the shroud or veil. It restricts powers at all levels.” “But you have full powers?” “Because the Moirai granted it.” Ana taps her finger on her glass, “I've heard that somewhere.” “The Greek goddesses of fate.” Ana gasps, “They exist!” “Yes, the gods and goddesses do exist but in a different realm. They only contact us when necessary.” “What are they?” she asks. “Hybrids, like Misha.” Ana gasps, “She's a goddess!” “Basically.” “Well, shit! Your Queen is a goddess.”

I freak out as I blush at the memories of last night with Blake. “Good morning, girls,” Auntie Skyler laughs as we grimace in pain at her cheery voice. “Good morning, Azrael. Thank you for keeping an eye on the girls last night. Apollo and I have been at the heart of the Nexus, trying to keep the Dark Goddess at bay with the help of the Children of Gaia.” “Who is the Dark Goddess? And who the heck are the Children of Gaia?” I ask, completely confused. “The Dark Goddess,” Auntie Skyler explains, “is a powerful and sinister entity who has been causing chaos and destruction in the spirit realm. She is a threat to all our worlds, and that's where the Children of Gaia come in.”

I say with disappointment. “It’s not natural!” Qianfan exclaims. “Yildiz?” “Yes, Empress?” She chirps. “How many Gods are there?” “Currently? Six,” she answers happily. “And how many are Goddesses?” She smirks, “That would be three, though it used to be five.” “Please remind me, which God created the mutolupus race?” I gently request. “That would be the Goddess Morrtemis, the Warrior Goddess,” she says with a proud smile.

Citizens, mystics, and leaders engaged in conversations that celebrated the shared cosmic heritage and the infinite possibilities that lay within the vast cosmic tapestry. Astralyna, as a cosmic emissary, addressed the gathering. Her words echoed through the realms, fostering conversations that spoke of cosmic collaboration and the harmonious interplay of cosmic forces. The Athenian Senate, Eclipse Sowers, and the Cosmic Council, inspired by the Celestial Conclave, initiated cosmic alliances with realms that resonated with the joint empire's vision of cosmic unity.

Laughter shook my chest as I howled, “Lina, don’t go! We were having a moment here! We were bonding!” “Were not!” “Were too, I could feel it! I’m all warm and tingly inside.” “You should probably get that checked out!” The door slammed shut, muffling the rest of her snappy reply. An hour later I found myself sitting at a circular, wooden table surrounded by my sister, mates, and a handful of other deities. There was Dhara, the Goddess of the Earth, seated beside Sephtis, God of Death. To his right sat Amora, the Goddess of Love, and Nyssa, the Goddess of Life.

ass and made me see her first design. “Here it is! This first dress is an off-shoulder mermaid dress. Its fabric is going to be embroidered with exquisite floral décor. I made it simple, but its simplicity will speak for itself like an extinct creature, nobody else could ever have such beauty, but only you.” Her eyes were twinkling like the stars. How I wish I have a cousin like her. She then flipped the page to show me the second design. “This one on the other hand is a trumpet dress and it will be adorned with 500 crystals. Once you walk down the aisle it will be like walking on the clouds. As the lights hit the crystals you will be entering the world of fairies. What I really wanted on bo

“The ground is singing. Like before the spiritual wars. Like when the portals of the gods opened for the last time.” Farther away, Anya Dragovich, matriarch of the clan that dominated the European borders, knelt near the runes. Her hand hovered inches above the drawing, and her eyes, white as mist, were in a trance. “The Goddess… is no longer among us,” she said in a low voice. “But she has not left either. She is burying herself in her own womb. Like a cosmic egg. Like a seed. Like… an inverted eclipse.” Everyone fell silent.