Evil Goddess Novels & Stories

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

Theon starts. “The deviless was blessed by the Moon Goddess!” Haden chimes in, interrupting him. “The devil clan worshipped her as if she was a deity because of it. She was given her power, which none of us knows for sure what is because she was born on the winter solstice!” “Huh?” I question, my mind unable to make a connection. “What does it even mean?” “I don’t know for sure, but I think the devil warrior who fell in love with the deviless is Xaveraq,” Theon confesses. “Because that’s the only way the story makes any sense.”

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”

They were the Gods of War of Somerland, legends made flesh. At the center of the formation stood Elysia Fang, the Goddess of War. Clad in formidable armor that gleamed like forged iron, she radiated a serene yet fearsome authority. Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland.

But Allison just approached slowly, her eyes fixated on the picture as if it had a hold over her. “This is of the Silver Saintess, Ariadne,” she said quietly. “…The false prophet who walked amongst us one hundred years ago. She was a creature who declared themselves an embodiment of the Goddess, and yet saw to bend the world to her will. A world in the image of her insanity.” Her eyes then finally snapped back to my own, showing me the hatred burning within them. “She was an evil that has never been forgotten… A Devil of the Mist.”

“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.

Fucking silver bastard! “Now, with the blessing of the Holy Goddess who rules the night, I declare Evangeline Dark of the Blood Moon Pack as the ruler of three realms–the earth, the heavens and hell.” He took my hand and used the holy dagger to pull out some blood that dripped in a cup.

The voice hissed again. I scanned the room wildly but could not track the person with me. “Who did they kill? Was it Carissa? Did they kill my daughter?” My voice choked at the end. “She suffered great pain because of them. Her last thoughts were for vengeance. I have answered the call.” “Dark Sister—” I gasped as realization sunk in. Dark Sister was the darkest side of the Goddess. The Goddess was known for being firm but fair. She was kind and a symbol of purity and unconditional love. But with the light must come the dark. Dark Sister was the flipside of the Goddess’s glory and love. She answered the call for those deemed wronged. She is the embodiment of Vengeance and Death. She can only

Eric warned, “Erin, I advise you not to underestimate the King of the Dark Witches.” Levi held my hand and pulled me toward our room, shutting the door behind us. “Let’s continue our discussion.” I smiled. “Very well then. Somehow I wandered into Hell and met a goddess who gave me her powers. She taught me how to create the Golden Ones.” Levi asked, “Why was she in Hell?” I replied, “For abusing her supernatural powers. She’s mated to the Demon King.” He asked, “Roosevelt?” I shook my head. “I think he’s Roosevelt’s father. The man I met also controls dragons. He has more than one.”