Evil Goddess Novels & Stories

She was finishing off all the eagles and bandits whose heart and mind was twisted. Elva’s eyes widened. She was angry. She couldn't believe who she is facing. Fighting against her ultimate enemy, the Goddess of Light. A goddess who isn’t just a regular deity, but someone who’s in her God’s mode. “This is ridiculous! How can I defeat her! I have no way out. No way out of this mess! God damn it! This will be it for me if I can’t get out of here.” “You have no way out,” Agatha’s voices echoed in her trap.

She did not know that Devora was capable in manipulating souls, that's why she was called the Soul Goddess or ghost princess in ancient times. In an instant, Elly became a ball of light and it landed in Devora's palm. "Let me go! You will pay for this! I'll kill you." Elly threatened. "You're the one who need to repent! You have made many mistakes, I won't let you ruin other people's lives!" Devora raised her hand with the soul ball in her palm, then quickly crashed Elly's soul ball by squeezing it using her hand, that caused electric spark around her hand.

she cried. Thalia took a deep breath and dropped the papers back down leaning back in her chair. “Your wrist is marked no?” she asked. How she knew Layla didn't ask or care to know as she just wanted answers or something. She nodded and lifted her sleeve on he right arm, where she brandished a silver crescent moon on her wrist, just below her thumb. “That is a symbol that hasn't been seen in many many ages. That is something that the gods of this generation do not dare test. That's the sign of a child of a primordial god.” she stated.

A female voice said, it was soft and full of evil. He knew who it was and knew she hated fear, with the pain in his body he stood up, ignoring the shouts of his knees, a woman dressed in a black see through sari, stood elegantly in front of him, tall and voluptuous with a long dark hair, eyes sharp and black around the iris as her heart. "Herega, it is an honour" he said, Herega, the goddess of storms, third in the trinity of chaos that were the spawns of drador, chaos itself.

She has already planted her hands against her hips even before they could even enter, and at this rate, she would never let them leave until she had finished saying what she wanted to say. ****************** Khailis did have a bad feeling about meeting Goddess Eily. In mythological stories, she was a gentle and loving goddess whom married woman worshipped for the chance to bear children. However, hearing her irritated voice by the door felt like the all the stories about her fragile and patient personality were untrue. She shot Gavil a suspicious look. Why was he apprehensive in meeting her? Did something happen between her and this goddess in the past? The door opened before them, and sure

His heart trembled with unbridled delight. “Lilith,” William whispered as he exhaled. Dozens, hundreds of thoughts flashed through his head, chaotically and madly, because the intensity of emotions that gripped the adviser did not allow him to think rationally. The Goddess of the Black Moon is a powerful creature from ancient legends, a resident of the Heavenly Palace. Goddess who gives strength to the primordial Darkness. Progenitor of vampires. William had never even thought that she really existed! I considered it superstition and tales of stupid romantics. But here she was, made of flesh and blood, standing opposite him and piercing him with her incredible dark gaze, which seemed to refl

She scowls at him, “Good. Okay, so you’re my grandfather or whatever, and I’m a Phoenix. Crow is the Voodoo-Witch that sealed me when I was a baby, and is willing to remove the sigil once he has the supplies to do so. I’m a Demigoddess, I’m fucking divine?” She’s on a roll, and Sol puts a finger up, as if to ask to speak. She nods.

Eleanor blinked, confusion flashing through the fury, “What do you mean?” The witch’s eyes gleamed. “She is no fragile girl. She is the Mother of Werewolves reborn. The storm that birthed all of your kind. The goddess you should have bowed to, but instead she bows to you, deceives you and steals what should be yours,” Eleanor shook her head, stumbling back a step, "What? No. She’s weak. She cries. She bleeds. She—”

--- Revelations of the Past Valora began to pace, their movements slow and deliberate. “You believe the mate bond was simply the will of the Moon Goddess, but it was forged in response to a far older power. Long before the Goddess shaped the packs, there was another—a rival who sought to enslave our kind through chaos and domination. The mate bond was her answer, a way to bind us together and resist his influence.” My heart skipped a beat. “Her rival?” Valora nodded. “Nyx. A primordial force of corruption and despair, banished to the void by the Goddess herself. But his influence lingers, festering in the shadows. And now, with the bond severed, his prison weakens.”

From the corner of the courtyard, moving slowly but deliberately, Divine stepped forward. The woman Damien had once called his mate. But now I understood. She wasn’t just someone from his past. She was something else entirely. She was dangerous. A chill ran through me as I realized everything. All the pieces fit together in my mind. She was not simply his former mate. She was an evil sorceress. An evil woman. And the war, the chaos, everything that had happened, it all came from her. I watched as Divine took Neveah’s hand and led her down a narrow path. The path twisted and turned, leading to a tunnel I didn’t recognize. Neveah looked up at her, her small face confused.