Evil Goddess Novels & Stories

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.

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

She snapped, urging one of the gods she successfully hypnotized to attack another. 'Look who's talking!' Aziel scoffed in her mind before pouncing on a distracted goddess and making a bloody mess of her. They were aware that only Eva could wipe them out of existence since celestials were literally immoral. Still, it didn't stop them from attacking any and every Egyptian in their way to soothe their anger. They weren't going to go easy on them for what they did to their beloved sister. If it hadn't been for Chaos's sacrifice, she would probably be gone by now.

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.

he growled, chains clinking. Then from the shadows emerge a woman whose face like the moon goddess yet instead of sliver eyes has crimson eyes. Instead of silver hair she has a hair red as blood. It was Lilith the mother of all demons. The mother of Chaos. But also the other part of the Moon Goddess for Lilith and Luna was once a one person.