Elemental Goddess Novels & Stories

A mortal who will possess a curse. "Veona, being the goddess of the Moon, gave all of her remaining light to the body of the ocean until the moon reflects the light coming from it, the moon was close to the ocean at that time and it was Veona's Way of apologizing. The Elemental God of Light and Water saw it. Anatia, on the other hand, accepted Veona's Apology by coming to the place where the Moon perfectly reflects the ocean. And that can be seen here in Mythogaia."

The headmistress turned it over in her hands, inspecting the intricate etchings along its surface and tracing her fingers over the delicate design. Elara’s expression grew thoughtful as she ran a finger along the pendant’s edge. “This design...the crescent and stars are not purely decorative. They’re symbols of the Moon Goddess and Nyx, the goddess of night. These marks often signify a connection to hidden, nocturnal magic - a legacy of those gifted in dual elemental powers.” She looked up at Zoe. “It’s likely your mother, and perhaps other ancestors, held this power.” Zoe’s heart quickened. “A dual elemental power?” she repeated. She had felt the strength of each element during her first cl

Around her paws, tiny rivulets of water bubbled up wherever she stepped, vanishing back into the ground as she passed. Beside her, a dark-furred wolf with eyes like embers shook himself, and sparks flew from his coat into the night, hanging in the air like fireflies. Elementals. Luna knew the word before the Goddess spoke it, dredged up from stories murmured over dishwash basins when the elders thought she wasn’t listening. “Once, long ago,” the Goddess said, “there were wolves who carried in their bones not just teeth and claw and pack-scent, but the raw tongues of the world. Stone. Water. Air. Fire. Storm.”

Lunaris said. “You mean like... fire, water, earth, and air?” Herculia asked in a very nonchalant tone. “No, Herculia, those are minor elements. Those ones don't make up nature on their own and are represented by one Immortal. The elements I'm speaking of are the major elements—elements that no mortal can truly do without. Take Edith, for example. Edith is the Immortal of Death and Darkness. Edith has a direct opposite who's the immortal of life and light.

Her shoulders relax, and she gives me a grateful look. “Thank you. My name is Emlda. I am the Goddess of faes and magic, so I am also the Goddess of witches and warlocks.” People swallow when she says that. Milan and Ashless hurriedly stand to bow, but Emlda waves her hands. “That will not be necessary.” She says, looking at Ivy insead and sighing. Ivy in turn crosses her arms and narrows her eyes. “Goddess Emelda..” “Please, just Emelda. We are all family.” She answers with a small smile, tearing her eyes from her angry daughter. Ivy’s aura is building to something suffocating and dangerous. I sigh.

"Please, don't go easy on me." The goddess felt a little insulted by that and decided to unleash a larger portion of her aura than she intended. It swept past like a large energy wave, dividing the ocean Natalia floated over. It only pushed her back a bit and she wiped the blood on her cheeks away casually. She stretched her arms and they popped back in. "You…what are you?" "I thought the gods knew everything. Apparently not. You still haven't introduced yourself, esteemed goddess." "I am Uriel, goddess of magic and light."

she sighed as she peeked between my legs. Reaching out for him he clasped my hand. “The deity is Elatha. Name her Erissa Finnegani if I don't make it through this,” I muttered through another contraction. “Elatha is a Celtic moon Goddess,” he asserted then nodded with an awkward smile on his face. “You're strong and will get through this, Lyric,” he reassured me as Holly told me to push when the urge came.

I say with disappointment. “It’s not natural!” Qianfan exclaims. “Yildiz?” “Yes, Empress?” She chirps. “How many Gods are there?” “Currently? Six,” she answers happily. “And how many are Goddesses?” She smirks, “That would be three, though it used to be five.” “Please remind me, which God created the mutolupus race?” I gently request. “That would be the Goddess Morrtemis, the Warrior Goddess,” she says with a proud smile.

The goddess went to the Storm and she asked for help, the Storm would not rise against the beloved, she went to the dust and he also turned her down, many gods she consulted refused to hurt the daughter of man, she was tired, and all she could do now was either to go back to sleep, or entered into her almost lifeless body of Morolake, this process was called godmage, she will use the leftover of her daughter anger and pain against the earth, but there was a problem, if the earth conquer Atinuke this time, it shall not only be the end of Morolake, even the goddess will be destroyed too, so if the Union must be done, this possession must be achieved before the first, cock crow, she instantly e

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa