Daisy Goddess Novels & Stories

"A potion drawn from the Moonroot flower. It's been infused with the breath of the Moon Goddess herself. It will anchor the child's spirit—protect him from being stolen." Daisy let out another scream. Her back arched as power pulsed through the room, shaking the walls. Her aura glowed white-hot, clashing with thin strands of black energy crawling along her stomach. "Now!" Elric barked, and I helped him tilt the potion to her lips. She drank. A second later, the room exploded in light. White tendrils of energy burst from Daisy's body, clashing with the black magic like two storms colliding. The air smelled of ozone and blood.

The question was a tough one, and I went mute. “She can, Gamma. She is a healer,” Daisy blurted and I stared at her in surprise. “I mean….” She cleared her throat. “Eira has the ability to make someone feel alright. She can dance for him. Do stupid things to make him happy. That’s the best form of healing, right?” Daisy sounded more dumb than me.

Daisy. POV. Today is mine and Taylor's wedding after six months he proposed me. Everything was going well and then I met 'The real Daisy'. I don't know how but she also got transmigrates into an orphan and she told me that after her death she stayed in the sould form for some years and somehow she got connected to Rosy . She told me that she is happy the way she is and looking at her family being so happy makes her feel contended. She also told me that she is angry at herself that she took her life so early but God gave jer the chance and gave her a new life and me the one who never wanted to die the life which she never cared for.

Darius turned around and found no one but then he slowly looked up and saw the most glorious sight he has ever seen, a woman clothed in light, shining stars from head to toe, she was descending from the sky, her face covered by light and a crown on her head. "Darius descendant of the moon, you must be wondering why i have called you here and perhaps you would like to know who i am." Her words ever so gentle "I dare not question the great goddess of the moon, for you are the one who made me be." Darius knelt down and bent his head low which is a sign of minority and allegiance. The goddess was pleased with his act of humility "You have seen beyond the eyes of many men, and those secrets must

Not calculation — something more like the expression of someone who had read a very long and complex map and had just watched two pieces of it click into place simultaneously. "What does it mean," I said. "That I'm here when he comes." "The Mourne Alpha is coming to assess what we're building," she said. "To decide whether to recognize the founding claim." She paused. "The founding claim is built on the bloodline and the old structure and three hundred years of Vassa's design." She looked at my arm, at the silver now past my elbow. "The Moon Goddess's Chosen is part of that old structure. Not a symbol of it. A function. A specific role."

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

Once I entered the room where I had left Andy, Sage was muttering a spell with Britney whose hands were doing their healing glow over Andy as I locked eyes with Daisy, who simply shook her head. "Nothing is working she's almost completely gone." Daisy sobbed as I rushed to take Andy's other hand. I pressed my lips to her now cold fingers. "Oh, Andy." I murmured,"you deserved better from the moon goddess, or at least a second chance." I sighed, holding her hand tightly to my chest, trying to give her any ounce strength to hold on. A small commotion at the doorway made me look up just as Rori held out her hand tenderly to the werewolf who had accompanied them.

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

Seeing me stare at them, Morpheus who seemed to self appoint himself as the middle person came forward. “This is Mnemosyne, the Goddess of memory,” he introduced. She gave me a gentle smile in return. I have never heard of her before now, but she seemed to have a significant presence. “And this is Eos, Goddess of the dawn,” he said, pointing to the Goddess who was ogling Adrian. I wanted to glare at her but instead gave her a sickly sweet smile. She looked at me blankly for a moment before giving a small nod at me. “It’s nice to meet you all,” I announced.

I couldn’t be any luckier, even if it’s just for now, I have him and he has me. “Let us proceed,” Sirena announces as Wyatt steps back, “I’m right here babe,” he says, smiling at me, feeling my nervousness through our mate bond. “I call upon the Moon Goddess, mother of all wolves, Goddess of the moon, we call upon you to bestow your blessed gift to your great-granddaughter Remi Esmersay Dawson,” Sirena yells out, to my surprise, there was an answer. Fog creeps over, a woman, a goddess appears, my many greats, Grandmother Diane, a wolf beside her, beautiful and white like my wolf, the same purple eyes as me.