Novel & Cerita Divine Beauty

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CARTER'S POV The church door opened as the music started. I looked at the entrance and was amazed by what I saw. Her makeup looked flawless and elegant accentuating her beauty. Her eyes are lined with black eyeliners and her long lashes kiss each other as she blinked them. Her lips are painted with soft pink gloss, adding a touch of feminity to her look. The subtle highlight in her cheekbones made her face glow under the rays of the sun.

The gold ichor at her feet pulsed in answer, its presence suddenly more deliberate, less erratic than it had been a moment before. Celeste stared at the word for a long moment, the blood still humming in the seal, the corridor now silent except for the low hum of the academy’s wards trying to steady themselves. The word looked like a promise carved into stone: Divine Hemokenesis. The name was ugly, practical, and terrifyingly accurate. She had taken divine blood—god-blood—and held it in place, forcing it to bend to her will through the power of her blood magic instead of brute force. The ability was exactly what she had done instinctively, raised to a new, sharper level.

was no longer a shell—she was a Storm. The "Liquid Despair" shrieked as it was refracted by the "Authentic Life" of a goddess who had finally been Fed by her own Scorned. It vanished into a spray of cyan pixels, its "Extractions" incinerated by the fact that Divinity is not a Resource—it’s a Choice.

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.

Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.” “And what was your role?” I asked, leaning against the table. Something was telling me that what Allorah would say next would be of importance. “That would give the light and hope to certain humans. I’m the goddess of the Diamond. And my sole purpose was to give light to the souls that where tainted with darkness. My blood had the power to see on the portals the humans, or better said families that would have sturdy daughters or sons and who of those would be full of darkness,” Allorah explained as she furrowed her eyebrows. “That means I could visit that per

Confidence. Royalty. Pure perfection. Goddess! Well, will these praises would end here? Definitely Not. With the black office suit, with high ponytail, her long curly hairs falling to her waist was really a mesmerizing scene. Her perfect slender body was eye-catching, walking towards the stage, she sat down holding a mic near her mouth, she said,

She imagines the crows feet around his dark-chocolate brown eyes would be so endearing to look at– …and Proserpina hereby bids farewell to her peaceful morning. It is therefore ruined, no thanks to this moron. “Oh, but a god, my dear,” Apollo sighs, sappily, still droning on somewhere in the background, “…when a god shows their affections, their devotion, it will be unlike any other; our divine touch, the loveliest of smiles that no mortal could ever hope to reach and the favor of a heavenly being that we could only bestow upon one another was a blessing of the highest caliber–”

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

But what she doesn’t understand is why can Freeda see it too? Freeda was seated beside him at the table and Jude just listened and felt how weird Freeda was reading the book while he sees nothing in it. "This book is about eternal love and sacrifice until death, but the deity has a gift, that is beauty in immortality, what exactly is beauty in immortality?" Freeda read and Jude was amazed.

“Saint! Knock it off!” “Sorry, you’re just so sexy when you’re in charge.” He says with a low growl and lets his hand rest on my ass. “Hedone, enough.” Sy hisses at a beautiful teenage girl whose sun bleached hair makes her tan skin look even deeper bronze. “Sorry, Mama. They’re just so cute together.” She giggles and snaps her fingers. Saint moves his hand to my waist and looks around, slightly confused. “Apologies for the interruption.” Sy bows again. “This is our daughter, Hedone. Goddess of Sensual Pleasure.”