Novel & Cerita Eris Goddess Discord

Every immortal had been invited to share in the glory. Except one. Far beyond the warm glow of the feast stood Eris, the Goddess of Discord, her rage burning hotter than the fires of Hephaestus. To exclude Discord from a gathering of gods was foolish enough. To insult her publicly was unforgivable. While laughter echoed through the grand columns, Eris stepped silently into the fringes of the celebration. With a cruel, elegant flick of her wrist, she tossed a single golden apple into the center of the room before vanishing back into the shadows.

Eris was seething, her fists clenched at her sides as she glared up at me like she wanted to rip my throat out. “Look,” I said, keeping my voice calm. “I know it seems crazy, but we’re mates. I felt the bond the second I saw you.” “Bond? I don’t care about any bond!” she snapped, taking a step closer. “I’m not anyone’s mate, least of all yours! I’m not some… some prize you can just claim!” Kai growled low in my mind. ‘She’s wrong. She *is* ours. She just doesn’t understand yet.’

What in all of Erandos was going on? My parents’ Gamma, Triss, was the first to reach us. She held her hands up and, for the first time ever, she wasn’t smiling. Her slate grey eyes skipped over me like I wasn’t even there. “It’s all right, Tymote. He’s surrounded. He won’t hurt you. You’re his leverage.” I scoffed. “He wouldn’t hurt him anyway!” Triss arched a blonde eyebrow at me. “Then why did you shout don’t kill him?”

Eros’s household. Before they met, it was just Sein and Eris playing the game of tag as they share those cute giggles and keep on tapping each other. But then, Shekynah showed up asking if she could join them, Sein of course was happy to meet someone aside from his sister, but then of all the sudden Eris went quiet and was just staring at them busy introducing themselves, It turns out Shekynah was a 3rd degree cousin of Eris and that they actually know each other and would occasionally play around whenever they meet. But just this time, Eris had displayed something…unusual. Eris didn’t play tag games with Sein and Shekynah and just went to a nearby chair as her eyes never leaving on the girl

an unknown being has spoken " Who are you?" Theo asked "I am your ancestor and your goddess that your mate have been praying to for your resurrection." Erlah responded with the might and authority of a goddess of all the werebeasts that worship her for guidance and prosperity and indulgement of the things that she herself have been annointed to do in the faces of calamity that has calsify the poor unfortunate souls that are in need of her protection and solidarity in grave times in need. "The goddess Erlah??" Theo confirmed whether his assumption is correct. She nodds gracefully. " You must go now she is waiting foe you. Your time here has not come yet." Erlah mentioned as Theo is dissipated

But none of the books could satisfy my questions. “The Women of Wicca Family” A thick dusty book that was kept at the bottom of the shelf with an unattractive cover. ‘Hundreds of years ago, when gods and goddesses in the universe were in perfect balance and harmony. Earth failed with nothingness. The goddess named Erethe was young and innocent, however being the youngest goddess became a problem. She faced discrimination for being the weakest, hated for being the youngest, and downgraded for being less experienced. The only god that has shown interest in her was named Kyro the god of water. The strongest god and the most admired god in the universe. The naïve goddess fell for his sweet words

Eros sighed, and I nodded. As we headed up the stairs, he turned to me and said, “Erin is a Clurichaun, a solitary fairy that asked me for a job many years ago, and she is feisty and can cause mischief especially after she is deep in her cups, so be leery about roaming around late at night because that is when she indulges in her whiskey. I believe that she's already into her cups.” “Okay,” I replied and watched Samson rush past our feet shouting excuse me.

“I’m sorry your human spirit is too stupid to take a hint.” “HEY!” I huff in Lavender’s mind. She huffs at the woman, who snaps her fingers with a thunderous boom and turns into a wisp of smoke, disappearing out of sight. “Our sister. Eris, goddess of chaos and strife. We wanted to give her a chance.” Clotho turns back to Lavender. “Now, pay attention before you fall back asleep, dear. You won't be here when you wake up.”

Her bright purple eyes are glowing, and black hair floats around her as she laughs. I know without a shadow of a doubt, that this one is Eris. Goddess of chaos and discord… Lesser known as the goddess who started a divine war by corrupting mortals. Hoped to create enough chaos magic to feed on so she could come to earth. Enhance her powers, rule over mortals, take over the world, blah, blah, blah. I shake my head and move on. The next painting steals my breath. A woman with shiny golden hair flowing in waves down her back. Her white Roman-style dress clings to her curves. She holds a golden bow and arrow, and a small smile plays on her lips.

I shuddered at the thought of my theory being wrong and disappearing into the maze. “That sounds awful.” “It is,” he replied and sighed. “In the west, it is something at the borders of the woods, close to the altar of chaos, which belongs to Eris, the goddess of discord. It is surrounded by a part of the Xatri River, which is a murky, dark river with currents too powerful for how shallow it seems.” “Every path to this barrier sounds dangerous.”