Déesse の小説・ストーリー

"Goddess Descent!" *Boom*

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

"What's your name again?" She didn't answer my question and she glanced at Luna Karen instead, who responded to her with a glare. "The Lycan Queen is asking you. Be grateful and answer her question!" Luna Karen hissed at her before she turned to me again. "I apologize on her behalf. She can be like that sometimes." "P-Pardon." The woman butted in while lowering her head. "I am Giselle." "And I don't see any reason for her to be here." Duke said, his voice is really emotionless and merciless.

Carmine falls back into a chair with his mouth open staring at her. “I knew it. Zeus, I knew it.” Idris points at Deshal then looks at Beauden. “If I’m not mistaken Zeus was married to Hera. Hera was the Goddess of Marriage, Women, and Family, and the protector of Women during childbirth. She was also Zeus' sister. Damn, you all have something in common. Zeus married his sister, and you mated with your sister.” “Stepsister.” Wisdom and Beaden say in unison. Wisdom rolls her eyes at Idris, “Deshal get your mate.”

she sneers from her position on her knees in the grass when Osric comes over and stands in front of her. "She's the Goddess of Death, a goddess to all. You and the witches made a huge mistake betraying your Gods and siding with Dagon. Draig, deal with this woman as you see fit, you deserve justice and revenge for your mate," Osric kneels in front of her making her eyes open wider. "You’re not just a lycan, you’re something more. What are you?" She whimpers and shakes her head as her entire body trembles. Everyone including me stares at Osric in shock as he shakes his head then growls.

we both said in unison. “Yes, my sweet children. I brought you here to share with you, your destiny.” Louise and I looked at each other confused, then looked at her. “What do you mean Moon Goddess?” Louise asked. “Please call me Selene. And for centuries wars have broken out for one reason or another. They don’t happen as much anymore but they still happen occasionally. I have brought you here to explain why you both have been given the vision of foresight.” “Foresight? You mean like and oracle?” I asked.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Their fiery encounter transcends mere pleasure, becoming a sacred communion with the goddess herself. But as dawn approaches, Callista is left to ponder whether the bond she shared with Theo is fleeting or something destined by the gods. Callista’s P.O.V. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the skies over Theros in hues of molten gold and crimson. The city-state, renowned for its devotion to Erisia, the goddess of fertility and passion, buzzed with anticipation. Tonight marked the start of the Festival of Blossoms, a sacred and secretive event held once every year. The festival was whispered about across Greece-an uninhibited celebration of pleasure, sensuality, and divine union.

“It doesn’t matter what you think Damian. The moon doesn’t need your acceptance to shine. I will do as the Goddess commanded.” Damian scoffed, pacing in frustration. “And how? How exactly do you want to do what the Goddess wants?” “Because she told me herself. She came down to earth.” She said firmly. He stopped, turning sharply toward her. “Came down? Don’t be absurd.” “She did.” Laura pressed. “In mortal form, she called herself, Desa.” Damian froze, uncertainty flickering across his face. “Desa?” He murmured. “The red haired maid?”

I rode them both, my own massive cock bouncing heavily between us. “Fuck—ride us, Raya!” Kain groaned, sucking hard on my nipples. “Your cunt is creaming so much. You’re going to drown my cock.” Darius pounded my ass deeper. “Your hole is gripping me like a vice. I’m going to flood your guts again. Tell us who you are.” “I’m your Goddess,” I moaned, voice hoarse with pleasure. “Your shy little temple girl who owns your cocks. Now fill me—breed your Luna!”