Diosa Hera Novels & Stories

Marking another Chester smile, but in a more cold and twisted way, she giggles as she embraces the coldness and chanted the Gods, and Goddesses' names. “Consentes Dii, Juno, Jupiter.” She started pointing to the portraits she made and naming them one by one, she continues. “Minerva, Apollo, Mars, Ceres, Mercurius, Diana, Baccus, Vulcanus, Pluto, Vesta, Venus.”

Jael asked. They all nodded eagerly, so I just followed their lead, even though I had already read that part in the Ancient Stones. Jael explained the tale in a similar way to some of the information engraved on the Ancient Stones. A superior being, it was said, created the world. He was the father of all the gods and goddesses as well as the creator of all the living and nonliving in the world of beastmen. He entrusted the world to his favorite daughter, Herastia, also known as Hera, who was the goddess of the sky and was now the queen goddess of the Beastman World and Nirvana.

Randolph said. They flashed their lights into the pen beside hers where two lions prowled. “Call in some more of the staff.” The flashlight’s beam poked into the darkness of her pen, angled toward Big Red. “What are you doing out here, big fellow? Little lady won’t let you snuggle yet?” “Hey, Randolph, what’s that?” The iron fence rattled as they leaned over it and poured their beams of light into the moat. Diana closed her eyes as the light touched her face. Her long red hair covered her naked body like Lady Godiva on her famous ride. She stopped breathing while her heart nearly leaped out of her chest to know they'd found her, and would take her someplace warm.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

Adrija was the devotee of the lord SHIVA so at this moment, her eyes got teary. She looked briefly at the lord SHIVA and Goddess Parvati and opened her heart infront of them. "Please Ardhnarishwar and AadiShakti (another name of Lord Shiva and Maa Parvati) do something. I don't want to get married right now. I have to take my revenge from those cheaper. I have to do something in my life. He is a nice boy but he is not the one for me" , Adrija spoke straightly and soon, tears dropped down on her cheeks.

During the program, she heard people mention her name more than once. Hera West. Her name already sounded like a queen made from ice. Dalia shivered a little at her intense stare. If she is trying to read her or find a flaw, she is welcome to stare. Dalia frowned at how close Hera leaned towards Gaia. She must be mommy’s girl. There were too many flaws in Dalia already. She was even glad she didn’t trip on stage. It was probably because Eros stood beside her. Echo and Hera had similar look. You could tell they were sisters. Although Echo looked more like Hector and Hera looked more like Gaia.

Asteria. “The gods have heard your plea. They have answered. I Queen Asteria, Queen of the sirens and daughter of the God Poseidon, grant your wish.” Asteria turns to look at me and nods her head. When she slams the trident into the floor, the energy bursts, sending us all flying across the room. Asteria was the only one standing tall.

She came close to me and took the picture of the red haired woman off my hands, like an offering she adored while wiping off any trace of dirt from its surface. The one thing that now caught my attention was how a glass faced picture didn't shatter into pieces after surviving that fall. "This is Hera, the goddess of the Exorcist!." She answered and my head did a little dance. "Really.... Which means she's here to help me overcome this eerie period called the Alpha's Exorcist period." I scoffed as hope filled my heart and that alone elated my mood. "Hahahahahahahaha, how funny it is for you to assume things to your favor. That's quite some nerves you've got." The priestess chimed in a croaky

she let out a low laugh then continued. "Our goddess Selene, just like you," she said while touching my nose, making me giggle. "She sacrificed her earthly life to save us all." "How did she do that mama?" I asked my mother, confused. "She cut her palms open and placed them on the ground, then she channeled all her powers through it and the land was instantly cured. But of course she had a price to pay." "She went to the moon?" I asked innocently. "Yes she did my little Nessa. It's time for you to go to bed now."

As both consolation and honor, the gods transformed Usha into the dawn, a light that would rise each day to chase away darkness and shadow. Yet the light of Usha was never merely symbolic. It was power itself, a force that could forge warriors and creatures of might. From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike.