Cosmic Goddesses Novels & Stories

“Selene, Gracious Goddess of the Moon, Mother of all werewolves, Mother of the Menae, I call on you. Hecate, Merciful Goddess of Witchcraft, Mother of all witches, wizards, and warlocks, I call on you. Hades, Powerful God of the Dead, King of the Underworld, I call on you. Persephone, Prosperous Goddess of Spring and Nature, Queen of the Underworld, I call on you.” I pause and look around into the eyes of everyone in the room. “Melinoë, Cruel Goddess of Torture, courier of pain, I call on you. I summon this God and these Goddesses to my side. With a balance of love, light and dark in my heart, I summon you. With intentions pure and purpose true. I, Luna Regent Goddess Iokaste Mason, Daughter

Chapter 54 Unknown POV “Once upon a time there were two Goddesses one the Goddess of Light her name was Larmata, and the Goddess of darkness called Daria. The Goddess of light had the power to create light and weaken darkness. The Goddess of light loved everyone and wanted to live happily among humans. She was loved by all humans and praised for her kindness. The more humans praised her the stronger she became.

“The original four that gave a drop of blood to forge the stones were gods and goddesses. So far we have deduced it was most likely Bastet, the goddess of werecats. Morrigan herself, the witch and goddess of the forest. The great grandfather of the sky and…” “And?” Finn asked, closing in on his sister, trying to bully the answer from her. Of course, Hunji steps in front of her protectively and stares down Finn until he relaxes and takes a step back.

“You are telling me that you… you, our Luna, is the descendant of the moon goddess. That the moon goddess had a child with a… what was it called? Void?!” “Yeah,” I answer meekly “I believe you,” he says. “You do?” I ask, shocked. “Really?” Adam mirrors my reaction. “Yeah,” Lucas answers. “You can't make shit like this up.” “I agree,” Fredja adds. “So-” “The actual moon goddess?” Anya asks, interrupting her. “Like our moon goddess?” “Yeah.” “How does that even make sense?” she demands. “And yet, it does,” Fredha responds. “It makes beautiful sense.”

Brizella was getting excited to ask. "There are already 6 goddesses who saved my people. My ancestors were saved by all of them. However, we are still waiting for the 7th goddess," he retorted. "Don't you hate humans too? But why do you consider the child born between humans and the wolf nation to be your savior goddess?" Brizella was even more astonished. "We may hate the human race, but those goddesses are special children because they were born in an unusual way," Samuel did not tire of explaining to the girl.

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

“None of the higher deities know, neither do the fates, but Agron found a way to wake her up.” “Why are you talking like Khaos is bad news? Yes, she’s powerful, but it can’t be that bad” Bianca whispers. Almost as if she was afraid of speaking. “Because she isn’t just a normal goddess. She is the first of the primordial deities, who are the first generation of gods and goddesses. They came to be when the universe was first formed. The primordials were really powerful.

I demanded. "If this shall be a joke to you, why would your Alpha King be here as well?" That made me glance at Alpha King Azarius who was staying in the corner with him crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the wall. "All the royal lycan family are well aware of the existence of the spirit goddesses. It is a prophecy that has been passed down through generations. As the Moon Goddess' daughters, we are called spirit goddesses whose mission is to witness the creation of our mother."

Upon them sat the deities, their presence radiant and commanding, their auras pulsing with the power of the cosmos. Selene, the Moon Goddess, sat at the center, her silver hair cascading down her back like a river of liquid moonlight. Her luminous eyes, usually serene, now carried the burden of sorrow, their glow dimmed by the weight of her thoughts. Beside her, Venus, the Goddess of Love, exuded an aura of soft warmth, her golden curls framing a face that was both gentle and fierce. Her expression, though usually serene, was edged with concern, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the armrest of her throne.

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”