Eldar Goddess Isha Novels & Stories

Some of the gems even changed colour when I got near them. "Oh shit!" I ran my hand over a sizeable heart-shaped stone that changed colour wherever I grazed it. It was the heart of Ecclesia. A jewel that Isaak gifts to the main character when he proclaims his love for her. Ecclesia, the goddess of love, rather, she had been a mortal first. Still, all she ever did was love. She loved freely and easily, her friends, her enemies, plants, animals, whatever, she had been a lover, and according to the book, that was why she transcended humandom and rose to godhood.

Isabella stepped forward, her posture regal, her voice steady and clear as she addressed the gathered leaders. “I come before you not as a challenger to your authority, but as a guardian of our people’s future,” she declared. “The altar’s power calls to us — not for conquest, but for protection. Catherine’s ambitions threaten to unleash chaos, and we must unite if we are to prevent the ruin of Eldara.” Murmurs rippled through the chamber. Elder Reinhart, a stern man known for his cautious wisdom, spoke next. “Isabella, your passion is undeniable, but power is a dangerous gift. The altar’s secrets are not ours to command lightly.”

“I did.” They spun. Blades drawn. But no attack came. A woman stepped forward from the shadows—Isadora, High Huntress of the Iron Claw tribe, one of the few who hadn’t taken sides when the war began. She was tall, severe, her dark hair braided with bones of enemies long dead. “You’re supposed to be dead,” Rhys said coldly. “Funny,” Isadora replied. “I thought the same of you, my mad friend.” Elara stepped forward. “Why now? Why reveal yourself?”

"You dare raise your hand against my sacred vessels? You dare cage them like animals?!" The iron-haired woman shrank further back, tripping over a chair leg before cowering on the floor with tears in her eyes. "The Elysians are MINE," the Goddess boomed, her voice simultaneously a whisper and a roar. "They are the bearers of my power! They are the bloodline I entrusted to this world to ensure balance and light in the face of darkness!" Council Members and attendants alike shifted uncomfortably, their postures rigid. But not one of them dared to speak.

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 15: The Reunion Nysera stood frozen. The growl came again: low, familiar, impossible. Her fingers tightened around the enormous obsidian egg pressed against her chest as she slowly turned toward the sound. Something moved between the ruined pillars—a shadow, tall and broad, its eyes burning crimson through the darkness. Nysera's breath caught. "...Umbra?" The creature stepped into the faint glow of the Abyssal crystals. Nysera stared. For several heartbeats, she couldn't move.

When the Moon Goddess appeared she was rubbing her chin and gazing down at the dark elf. “Your daughter has an impressive amount of power and her mate's gifts. If she returns some of what was given I believe it would help him to return. The iron cage weakened him terribly,” she stated. Aella nodded as she asked what she had to do and the Goddess instructed her. After Aella followed the instructions she thanked the Goddess now that Lark's chest was rising and falling with his shallow breathing. “Let me take the three of you home to the castle. After that I will be visiting Elara to see why she didn't follow my directions,” the Goddess asserted angrily.

“The Triple Goddess, the goddess of Past, Future and Present. The Morrigan, the Goddess of war and death, but also fertility. I guess… I guess I knew that. Talen has suspected and hinted it from the beginning.” “He comes from a very religious sect of vampires,” Stella observed. “He says he’s not, though. Or something like that. About how faith is tested over time, and how he sort of stopped worshipping,” Aislen took a bite of her sandwich. “Though, I guess, that might have changed recently with all this talk of Emissaries and gods and goddesses. And Delwyn’s here now.” “Yes, Delwyn,” Stella’s voice changed subtly on the word. “You don’t like her?” Aislen lifted an eyebrow.

In the midst of her anger, she unleashed her full Peak Tier 4 aura, it was so domineering that the moment she released her aura, there was a clear condensations of her aura around her, and it was even manifested into a a similar silhouette of an Athenan, fully donned with her battle armour. Athenan is the Goddess that Eloesan worshipped as their god and their true religions. It was believed that Athenan was the first royalty that lived in Eloesa Island, she has gave birth to this island, and also she was the ancestors to the Eloesa people and the one that inherited her bloodlines were the Qoon Family. It was believed that, Eloesan were born to be warrior, which also why they were born strong