Cosmic Goddesses Novels & Stories

we both said in unison. “Yes, my sweet children. I brought you here to share with you, your destiny.” Louise and I looked at each other confused, then looked at her. “What do you mean Moon Goddess?” Louise asked. “Please call me Selene. And for centuries wars have broken out for one reason or another. They don’t happen as much anymore but they still happen occasionally. I have brought you here to explain why you both have been given the vision of foresight.” “Foresight? You mean like and oracle?” I asked.

Hey readers! Hope everything is going fine? So I have to explain some things in the book to further clarify your reading. AGING OF GODDESSES In the course of the book, I mentioned that goddesses are not immortal. However, they have a very long life span. Mere scrapes cannot cause much harm to them or end their lives. They heal faster than an average magical being which means they heal way faster than humans.

She also kept her gaze on the army of women above the confusion—the Goddesses of Time—who were waiting for the right moment to attack. Efisto advanced when Kan came closer. He was ready to attack him when something made him choke. He turned his gaze, almost in disbelief, and saw spectral figures hovering behind Kan. The Goddesses of Time—imposing, blindfolded, radiating an aura that froze the air—watched, waiting for the exact moment. He was their primary target. Efisto retreated, averting his eyes. Maya felt the weight of every life on that field. Every wolf that fell, every sorcerer struck down made her chest tighten, but she held her position.

I chuckled awkwardly and sat on the other side of the large couch, pulling Alyse to sit close beside me. “Astéri and I were speaking about our travel plans” Elaine spoke, capturing my attention away from Astéri. “Oh, and what have you come up with?” I asked, taking the bait. “We didn’t get too far into it, we were waiting for you to rise” Astéri cut in. “We’re here now, so let’s get to it” I said leaning back into the soft leather. “The Triple Goddess is on Cape Breton Island. She and her Mate took the positions of Alpha and Luna before the hunters attacked” Astéri began.

"Then let’s begin." She gestured for Lena to take her place among the circle of runes carved into the earth. The moment Lena sat down, the space around her vibrated as though with some force. Celeste knelt beside her, palm hovering above Lena's heart. "The power of the Moon Goddess is based on your feelings," Celeste said. "That is your hurts, your rage, your love-all of them are the energy. But you have to be careful very much. Once you lose yourself in that then probably will not be better than the creatures we oppose to."

A long time ago, before the packs dominated the land and before the first war split the clans, it was said the Moon herself descended to the world not as a moon in the sky, but as a woman. She walked amongst men and wolves, in flesh and blood, her beauty so true, so wild and real, that people could not gaze upon her without a shiver going through their very soul. It wasn’t just her face it was the way she moved, that sweet voice of hers and that pain in her eyes. She was not meant to be in this world and yet she wanted to be in this world.

Celine nods, looking away from her, remembering the bad times before Nate and Fi had found her. “Free will, and fear, some of the many things we can’t control in others. But thank you for trying, and thank you for choosing Florence in the end.” Luna nods, “I know that the prophecy that you had said many years, so I waited for four before trying. Now, I regret not starting sooner, I am so sorry, My Dear One.” Celine bows her head in appreciation. “Anyway, I would like to talk to you about the task ahead, before my brother joins us. The sleeping Goddess is my sister, Artemis. Again, it’s more complex than mere genetics, but she is the Goddess of the half-moon, hunters, and fertility, among oth

Her bright purple eyes are glowing, and black hair floats around her as she laughs. I know without a shadow of a doubt, that this one is Eris. Goddess of chaos and discord… Lesser known as the goddess who started a divine war by corrupting mortals. Hoped to create enough chaos magic to feed on so she could come to earth. Enhance her powers, rule over mortals, take over the world, blah, blah, blah. I shake my head and move on. The next painting steals my breath. A woman with shiny golden hair flowing in waves down her back. Her white Roman-style dress clings to her curves. She holds a golden bow and arrow, and a small smile plays on her lips.

Natural leaders; their power fuels both creation and destruction. • House of Poseidon – The Tidesworn: Healers and navigators. Their strength lies in empathy and control over water and emotion alike. • House of Hades – The Umbrals: Keepers of death, secrets, and rebirth. Masters of shadow and memory. • House of Athena – The Wise: Strategists, inventors, and scholars. Their insight shapes both battlefields and minds. • House of Ares – The Bloodforged: Warriors whose passion defines them. They channel chaos into strength.