Dame Gothel Novels & Stories

The deity agreed upon seeing the spirit’s pure intention and she changed. Dex was dreaming and she saw Lyra walking up to him. Lyra did a sugar plum fairy- like routine or so Catherine thought. Lyra was wearing a white dress and a flower crown but it was not a surprise if the audience would really see her as a guardian of the forest or a fairy of the forest. She was able to deliver the role, perfectly. Even her fairy-like steps. Lyra was holding a flower and it was as if she was telling her love to Dex. She gave the flower to Dex and did a pas de chat and a grand jeté as if she was telling him that the flower would grant him a wish.

But Allison just approached slowly, her eyes fixated on the picture as if it had a hold over her. “This is of the Silver Saintess, Ariadne,” she said quietly. “…The false prophet who walked amongst us one hundred years ago. She was a creature who declared themselves an embodiment of the Goddess, and yet saw to bend the world to her will. A world in the image of her insanity.” Her eyes then finally snapped back to my own, showing me the hatred burning within them. “She was an evil that has never been forgotten… A Devil of the Mist.”

“It breaks my heart that I had to keep my true identity from you, I was only trying to keep my true identity from the fishermen when you stumbled on us. Fate must have destined for us to meet each other on that day and though the circumstances of our meeting were based on false impressions everything I feel for you is honest Helena.” Tears slipped from her eyes. Her hands moved involuntarily to cup his face. “You are not the only one to blame here, even I lied to you about my true identity.” She dropped her hands from his face. “Ra…Demeus, when I stumbled upon you at the sea I was the sad wife of Robos.” “The god of Camelorn,” Demeus said as realization dawned on him. “You are Helena the que

As we circled each other, I saw Gothel—with my third invincible eye of course—glaring at Adeline. “Mother…” her voice had changed, twisted in Gothel’s. “You tried to betray me, you fucking bitch!” The next second, she sank her knife deep into Adeline’s stomach. Adeline’s gasp was sharp and pained. Blood bloomed across her gown. “NO!” Calantha and Lysandra screamed in unison as Gothel shoved Adeline to the ground and bolted toward the open hall, her laughter echoing behind her. I cursed under my breath, slamming my staff against Hera’s as our fight continued.

She seemed to take a while but she finally walked out. “Hi!.” Lilith called out to me with a smile on her face. “Hi…, Lilith!.” I replied with a half smile, my head read on my palm. “I know you wanna talk!.” She said. I have known Lilith for a while, it’s been just two centuries since I knew her, I knew exactly how she loved her jobs. Lilith is the most shady and evil woman I have ment in my existence. The Queen of the demons, first wife of Adam and as well the ex wife of Lucifer but yet she rules the Demons, as her heart is black so is her practices.

A white wolf now tattoed onto my palm. Imelda reached forward, gripping my knife in her hand before slowing her palm. She tilted her hand over the goblet, the blood dripping in and making a hissing sound as it made contact with the smooth gold and began bubbling. “I Imelda Kolgrim, Queen of Godric. Accept our deal." A blue flame erupted from the goblet. My palm burned again; I watched as a blue flame consumed the wolf, and then they both vanished from my skin. I looked up at her, slightly confused—a wide grin on her face.

A female voice came from behind Gabriella. Both Gabriella and Mammon turned in the direction of the voice and found Daniella, the pheonix, standing with Marie and her sisters behind her. Daniella's body was enveloped in her immortal golden flames, and her eyes glowed bright white. “Tamara, you disgusting traitor. Since you're here, I'll just take it upon myself to deliver your head to the Dark Moon goddess. I'm sure she'd be pleased to see that you're dead,” Mammon said with a smirk as the gokden flames around his sword turned back to dark red.

Udal narrowed his eyes while bearing the pain of Hwata squeezing his arm as he asked, "Do you know me, girl?" "Yes, my lord!" Delilah's eyes lit up with excitement. "My name is Delilah Gosling, heiress to the Calebton Gosling clan and its junior chief. I've been hearing tales of Caleb's exploits here in Middleton City, and it really is him! He's an old friend and coming from the same town as him, I'm as excited as I am honored!" Blinking her pretty eyes at Udal, she pressed, "My lord, will you do me the honor of joining me for a few drinks?"

A white wolf now tattoed onto my palm. Imelda reached forward, gripping my knife in her hand before slowing her palm. She tilted her hand over the goblet, the blood dripping in and making a hissing sound as it made contact with the smooth gold and began bubbling. “I Imelda Kolgrim, Queen of Godric. Accept our deal." A blue flame erupted from the goblet. My palm burned again; I watched as a blue flame consumed the wolf, and then they both vanished from my skin. I looked up at her, slightly confused—a wide grin on her face.

I just see him watching as one of his best fighters beats his own packmate. "Harder," Agatha orders, and I see Goth's jaw clench. "Or shall I tell everyone about your sister's... abominations!?" Ah, I suspected right, she has him wrapped under her dirty fingers. I see both rage and fear in Goth’s eyes. The next blow sends me almost whimpering. I understand now - Agatha has something on everyone. None of us are truly free. Only the goddess knows what she has told Goth