Diosa Eris Novels & Stories

Gianna along with her mate is with them too. “So uhm, my Alpha is with them,” Erick scratched the back of his neck. “I’ll be fine, Erick. I’m used to this,” she gave him a little smile. Gianna spotted their beta coming over but it took her a few moments to recognize the alluring lady in red walking next to him. “Irene!” Gianna and an alpha from another continent said at the same time. Gianna glanced at the guy who’s wearing black pants, black shirt and a black cap. He is drool worthy.

The lady who sat beside the old man retorted. “Hera, leave my daughter alone.” The man silenced her. “But Zeus…” Hera protested. “We have more important matters that need to be discussed.” Zeus said, making Hera shut her mouth and swallow her pride. “What’s your name, young lady?” Zeus asked me in a calm tone. “Pandora.” I answer slightly bowing my head to show him my respect. He smiles at me while Hera only glares at me. “So it’s true.” He comments. “You’re back.”

But the vileness of the Enders speaks nothing like normal evil. The Ender who caused the strongest power users of Kósmima to turn to the weakest power users was none other than Irina Addams. She was a nobody in the world, but because of the item she made that nobody believed in was possible to make, she was known as the destroyer of powers. A title that she deserved to be known as, as she was ruthless and merciless. And because of that, the five men who came in determination to destroy, came back home to Kósmima with weak powers and horror filled-thoughts.

The mocking sound echoed sharply off the stone walls. "Seven thousand years..." He shook his head, stepping toward her and extinguishing the tiny flame between two fingers. "Seven thousand years... for this? What an extraordinary waste." He opened the Black Ledger one last time, writing with slow, deliberate strokes: Experiment 773. Awakening Result: Common Fire Authority. Conclusion: Failure. The book snapped shut with finality. "You can hardly remain "Experiment 773 forever," he said, looking down at the kneeling goddess. "From today onward... your name is Nysera."

Zara cuts in before he can say anything more, "let's not scare the girl. She's only just become a part of this world." "Fine," he sighs as he says this as though not talking about it is a serious letdown for him. "Guess it's a good thing that dragons aren't found in the U.S. There are also Kitsune and Selkie. Then, there are witches, banshees, and vampires.” "Don't forget about the fae," Zara butts in, clearly excited. "Fae?" "Incubi, succubi, dwarfs, elves, gnomes, goblins, leprechaun, sprites, trolls, pixies, brownies," Zara ticks them off on her fingers excitedly.

I nodded. “What do you mean? What destiny? What happened?” Melite questioned. “Hades greeted me after my death. He has given me two days to live again as for my destiny. He worded it like a prophecy. Sixteen maidens fair, brought across the Sea to their end. Embraced by the star. Sixteen mothers fair, scattered to the world to raise their heirs. With each new life, a new hope for a new race bloom.” I repeated the prophecy.

The echoes of distant howls and the clash of weapons reverberated through the air, signaling the escalation of hostilities that tore at the fabric of the supernatural realms. Seraphina, with Adrian's note clutched tightly in her hand, stood on the threshold of the birthing sanctuary. The invincible threads, though resilient, seemed to vibrate with the tremors of conflict that echoed from afar. The birthing sanctuary, once a sanctuary of dreams, now faced the harsh reality of a world torn asunder.

Margarette nodded and went on, “When Jilroid was at his worse and the Dark One was so fed up, he killed the gods one by one. The first one he killed was the goddess of love and framed her husband, the god of war, for the murder. This sparked war between the gods and with their anger and wrath, the Dark One grew stronger. Alas, when the other gods were so focused on killing each other, the evil god slew them all. With the gods gone, no one was there to save Lenriad and Earth. The Dark One decided to kill all the creatures of Lenriad except those who are willing to serve and follow him.” Margarette took a rest. The memories were fresh again. She took deep breaths and tried to overcome her feel

:Fuck you,: I teased with a smile. He finally stopped in front of a shelf. The label on the side read, “The Gods and Goddesses of The Shrouded Realm.” He looked carefully at the end of each scroll, examining the gold tags that were hanging off of each, until he found what he was looking for. He removed the scroll and unrolled it gently, holding it out so I could read over his shoulder. ‘Eris is the goddess of discord and strife. Eris’ powers lie within her ability to cause rivalry among groups of individuals and induce all forms of chaos and hatred. She thrives on these, as each feeds her power as the discord grows.

I spin around to find a woman I haven't seen before coming around from the side of the house. She is tall and thin. Jet black hair and milky white skin in stark contrast. Her eyes are a fiery red which is the only difference from her brother. She looks just like Thanatos. “Eris.”