Eris Goddess Of Discord Novels & Stories

“I know who I want, Jace. How about you? Will you run away with the second one fated for you?” “I’m running away with you, Amara. I’m sure the Goddess would not play with us like that.” “What if she wants to punish us? Me specifically for disobeying her.” “She will not. Eros will save you. Don’t forget Eros protects all his Alphas, and we are both Alphas.” Selene is the Goddess of the Moon and the mate bond, but Eros is the God of the Wolves. As the Elders said, he shared the wolves with Selene but mostly left everything to her.

“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.”

Still, they kept watching each other. Zeus was lord of the sky once again, but his wife also bore him three other gods: Ares, the god of war, Hephaestus, the smith-god, forger of weapons, and Eris, goddess of chaos and discord, who shrieks beside Ares in his battle chariot. The rest of Zeus's children were born out of wedlock. Three of them entered the Pantheon later.

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

Conquering all 7 of the ruling demonesses, and all mankind will be liberated. [Women conquered: 1 (Erza, the lesser demon.)] [You must keep the women you conquered addicted to your dick. Eros God power will disappear if you get NTR] [Great Devils conquered: 0]

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.

Her touch had gone gentler now, more fragile. "No, my beloved. I was never a dream. I'm the goddess you locked away. The serpent you kissed on the forehead and called beautiful. The thing you loved and forgot." Aria's eyes widened. "Riri… Eris… you were her all along…" Eris nodded, nuzzling her cheek. "I hid. Because I was too dangerous to be loved. But you did it anyway. Even when you didn't know." She pulled Aria against her chest, skin still cool, yet now oddly comforting.

Noah held her back as she attempted to slap me. "Stay away from my man, you slut!" She barked at me. I stood still, watching everything that was happening like it was a movie. I didn't understand anything that was going on and I certainly had lots of questions, but I could tell that whatever it was, I was that cause of it. I was always the cause of every disaster happening around me. It was like I was born with that super power, to cause disaster everywhere I go. I was starting to wonder if I was related to Eris, the goddess of discord, in my past life. I wouldn't be surprised if I was, it would make perfect sense why things were always happening to me.

“I love you; I love them.” Jackson kissed our daughter and I smiled. “I had thought of several names, but now I have no idea what to name her,” I told my husband in disbelief. He looked at our baby girl and began humming a lullaby until he saw me with assurance. “There is an ancient human legend that tells of a fiction where a goddess named Eris becomes the mediator of conflicts and disputes; I think that would be a perfect name for her.” My mouth fell open wide at that and then I nodded with a smile.

He never thought that maybe, just maybe the gods kept away because they needed the Calibaans to find their strength. After many years spent on consecutive pleadings made by Isi Ala. He met Ngwal Apata, the God of the Rock. He was the most aggressive of all the gods and was never worshipped by the earthen because of his unfriendly attitude. His feet and hands were rocky but his face was like that of the glowing moon. He rarely laughed or smiled and has no friends either. Seeing that no gods came to the Calibaan's rescue, he decided to usurp the opportunity.