Eris Goddess Of Discord Novels & Stories

The lady added. "But.. " The lady stop for a minute, "But??" Becky looked at her again. "But the Goddess of Moon will turn evil as like her Moon. She would not come on earth but she will throw fire arrows on the earth to inject more evilness into the world with her evil powers. They will be stronger with her assistance. You have to stop her" the lady told Becky. “How can we control this huge disaster? How to protect them from Hell.” Becky asked the lady. “ You can protect them. You are Goddess of werewolves. You have all the powers to fight the evils and demons”. The lady reply

She was a girl after all and couldn't stand a chance on him or so he thought. That particular moment he stepped out, mira called scar,the Head of the rebel group led by the queen. " Do not take any orders from congressman,he betrayed us " it was short but full of authority. Scar served the queen and only followed her instructions. The rebel group was divided into two, those led by Congress Man and the group led by the queen. Although the queen was the overall ruler,he did not have complete control of the rebels, especially the group led by the congressMan. They were bound to clash somehow. The moment the orders were issued,the two groups obviously started arguing between each other resulting

"She isn't crowned yet." "Were you crowned the King of Lust?" Eros froze. He never was but still he was called that. His voice faltered "Queen Persephone, my greetings. I am Eros- the god of Lust and Love." he finally greeted the enchanting beauty sitting on the throne as she was born for it. Big, dark wavy curls falling on her waist were making her seem more exotic then she was. Petite, small, delicate beauty but her aura screamed power...of fury, she was a warrior.

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.

Heads turned toward Elara, then back to Ariana. “My son?” someone whispered. Robert stepped forward, fury flashing. “You mean to replace—” “Replace?” Ariana’s laugh was velvet and venom. “I simply recognize strength where it lives. An heir should be…stable.” Her eyes focused on Elara’s scorched fingertips. “Not… combustible.” Derek chuckled under his breath. “Ice meets fire. Delicious.” Elara’s heart thundered. The goddess stirred, molten and eager. Heat crawled up her arms, begging to ignite.

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.

And after she had successfully, she returned with more anger and desperacy. ANGRY BEAUTY She stood before the country men, before the host of all that can grip sword in the ocean, and spoke again, we have seen the tyrant and stood face to face with her, she is not just a Queen but a witch, one that has grew stronger and mighty, she roar like a beast looking for whom to devour, and your kingdom has also been marked for destruction, here in her merciful pool of blood she lay and in pain she closed her eyes, peace hater men has made attempt on her life, and seem to had succeeded, only in the ever silent face of Eledua we now look, and prayed she live and rule again. The goddess, our own goddess

"I suggest you watch your actions. Don't you forget-you're still just an angel ruling a realm of people who despise your kind." Zukira stared. I don't think she had ever seen Kali before. "Hello, Goddess," she bowed respectfully. "Hello, little green angel. You may call me Kali. And might I suggest you break the forced amnesia on Erys." Erys was just staring at Kali in awe. I know he had never seen her before. I don't think he even knew she existed. "Erys, the first Goddess and creator of all you know now, Kalira."

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.

"Sleep. I'll sit here with you." Before the words had even faded, the chamber door was thrown open. A divine messenger stood there, frantic. "Lord Aresios! The goddess Cassia's divine power is in chaos! She keeps crying out your name. The healers say the mother's emotions are violently affecting the fetus in her womb..." I heard Aresios stand abruptly. He hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "Elara, I..." I let out a cold, self-mocking laugh and whispered, "Go."