Novel & Cerita Daughter Of God Book

“What do you mean?” The horned god looked at me. “Let me show her.” He touched my forehead lightly with two fingers. And suddenly— I saw flashes. A woman’s face—familiar. She had silver eyes… like mine. She was crying as she stood amid the Forgotten Gods. In my mind, the deity murmured, "She chose love." She gave birth to a daughter after departing our realm. Nyla, you were that daughter's child. I let out a gasp. My legs nearly failed me.

Chapter One Hundred Twenty-seven [Heartbreaks] Ericka's head tilts skyward, gazing at God in heaven and touching her heart, where His spirit resides, as her heart soars and her tired mind becomes lighted upon hearing the voice of her lovely oldest daughter. Her five children have already failed to acknowledge her as their biological mother, and their father has disowned her as his former wife, so she lets out a big exhale to relieve all the heavy baggage that has been accumulated for so many years.

“My father always said that the most powerful of enemies, is one you know nothing about…but they could also make the strongest of allies, when they know nothing of themselves” He said handing him the book “She is different…so different than it is dangerous, but you have the ability to end or control it…this book is the book of gods, she may relate a little to well to this” Kloss remained silent, he knew that she was something the world had never seen before, she had something rare, so the news didn't come as a shock to him

I wanted these high and holy gods to feel what my daughter had felt. Seraphina caught the defiance in my eyes, and her own narrowed. “Filthy mortal. Your blood is what tainted Caelum’s divine line, and it’s because of you Nia was born cursed. Instead of repenting, you keep trying to stop me from cleansing her. Poor Nia, to have such a cheap, vicious mother.” She lifted her hand, and a ball of golden flame hit me square in the chest, the heat scorching my hair black in an instant.

“First let me introduce myself. I am Ashe, daughter of King Lycaon, the first werewolf and Fortuna, Goddess of justice, fate and chance. I am the first werewolf child and your great, great, great, great grandmother. I think. Either way, you are of my blood. As is your father, your mother is a descendant of my dear cousin. A son that was born from one of my father’s other fifty sons. Confusing, I know, unfortunately, us gods and Demi-gods live for so long and bear many children, it is hard to keep the lines and lineage straight.” She must have seen the puzzled look on my face before she carried on. “My children are at war again, the god Zeus has already lost so many of his children, humans. I

“He desecrates the gifts you have given us!” My father pauses dramatically. I wait with bated breath. “Well? Did the Goddess save him and his son?” I ask exasperated, unable to wait a moment longer for the answer. My father hangs his head in disappointment. “The goddess never came.” He says quietly. “Why!” I demand. Good has to triumph over evil. That is the order of things. That is how the world works. “Our Goddess blesses us with many things. A wolf bound to our souls, the ability to shift, strength, power, a mate, and free will. That will can be used for good or evil.” He explains. He hands me a slice of watermelon. “Take a bite.”

My father then paused as he looked at Jaxson for a moment, and then finally at me, before he says, “Your mother was very special, she had the blood of our Moon Goddess in her.” “What? Impossible.” Jaxson says in disbelief as he steps around to my side, and then adds, “It’s impossible.” “Is it?” My father asks him and the two of them lock eyes as if in a stare off. Getting to my feet I move between the two of them as I take in what my father is saying. I couldn’t help but at that moment blurt out, “I’m a freaking Goddess?” More as a question than a statement. “Half Goddess.” My father says correcting me.

“It went well. It turns out Sarah talked with the moon goddess. She says that she’s her daughter.” My father smiled, “Hum, that’s the feeling that I had. You have one special mate my son.” He added with a wink. I laughed at that, I loved my mate so much, the goddess’s daughter or not, it didn’t change anything to me. “Yeah. Sarah also said the goddess told her that she would come to her aid when the time comes.” I told my father. “That’s good, I guess we’re going to need it.” My father answered. Then he continued, “There’s been some development while you were gone.”

Snapping the book shut, I throw it away, walking away from the library. “Fenrir, this is the only way to contain her power. You are doing the right thing. She is too young to understand. There can only be one God of Hell, one Harbinger of Death.” A voice enters my head as I turn, looking for the source but find no-one. “Don’t listen to it Fenrir. It’s evil to suggest this for our daughter.” My beast argues as I blink, shaking my head with a groan. “You will be saving her from Fate.” My eyes snap up and I growl. Fate will not touch my pups. They are mine. Stalking towards the book, I pick it back up, reading it again and chanting the spell.

' The newspaper's headline screamed, [Silverbay tsunami claims thousands, leaves nearly a hundred children orphaned. I laid them out in front of Evelyn. "You're not my flesh and blood. I adopted you after the tsunami. The 'father' who died too soon? That was a story I made up. I was scared that knowing you were an orphan would break your heart and make you feel alienated." Evelyn's look went from puzzled to shocked, and then to utterly devastated. "You... What are you talking about? How can I not be your daughter? That's impossible!"