Evil Goddess Novels & Stories

Third Point Of View: Once upon a time, there lived a wicked witch named Eve. Isis was the name of a wicked witch who was also referred to be a goddess. And there was a wicked witch who was also known as Queen, and her name was Medea. They all sprang from the same womb and woman, had the same mother, but no father. She produced them all by herself, using a few of her soul spirits.

Her shoulders relax, and she gives me a grateful look. “Thank you. My name is Emlda. I am the Goddess of faes and magic, so I am also the Goddess of witches and warlocks.” People swallow when she says that. Milan and Ashless hurriedly stand to bow, but Emlda waves her hands. “That will not be necessary.” She says, looking at Ivy insead and sighing. Ivy in turn crosses her arms and narrows her eyes. “Goddess Emelda..” “Please, just Emelda. We are all family.” She answers with a small smile, tearing her eyes from her angry daughter. Ivy’s aura is building to something suffocating and dangerous. I sigh.

“No, we are not. Contrary to what you think of us goddess, we have your blood flowing within us, how can we defile that bond by acting like the sons of the devil? We watch other’s backs, we love ourselves because we are…” “Enough with your stupid speech,” the goddess raised her hand. “You may have my blood flowing within you but know that I did not give my blood freely,” her eyes burned something more than hate. “As such I do not see any reason to be responsible for you. I ask you again,” this time she turned to Evgan, “Why have you summoned me?”

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.

Her dark lipstick was highlighted as though she wanted to look tough which she was… The strange woman raised her hand before fisting it into a punch, ceasing every rogue from attacking our men above. “Let me introduce myself,” she began, a smirk playing at one corner of her lips. “I’m Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft… and also, Selene’s sworn enemy.” Recognition dawned on me that this woman was the same woman we’d heard talking to Levi. What the hell? If this Goddess was in love with Levi then who exactly was Levi?

Isis explained. “Only the Avatar of Visha, the Goddess of mortality, can kill such a demon,” Hecate elucidated. “Where and who is this Avatar,” I asked with a hint of panic in my voice. “The Avatar is sitting right here in front of us,” another female voice replied behind the triple moon goddesses, her words echoing through the throne room.

The walls of the room shattered around me, flying towards the opposite direction. “Who the hell are you?” I snarled, terrified of the voice in my head. “I am Hela Morrígan! Goddess of death and rebirth. Your life was used to fulfill a prophecy, and we were reborn to bring about the great Armageddon,” she replied coldly, and goosebumps erupted across my skin. “I am a part of you as much as you are a part of me. Born from tears and fury, your willing heart would end the world so it would return healed of the differences that hunt your love.” She added.

Ignoring her litany. “I possess many names. I am Varina, the cave dweller. And I am also Virina, the water goddess. Sometimes, they called me the Water Demon. I created this island for my loyal followers thousands of years ago. But as my spirit lingers, I have witnessed the creation of the caste oppressing the weak. The balance was destroyed.” The goddess had shown Malaika the day she created this paradise as she snapped her fingers. A thin ice glass materialized before them as they observed the events in the past…

Morrígan spoke. Viper’s eyes widened. Did she just read my mind? The goddess had short dark curly hair that fell over her left side of her dark skinned face, covering her left eye and Viper could see some kind of tattoo on her visible right eye. It had white intricate dotted markings all around it that looked like tiny crystals. “Allow me to show you!” the goddess whispered and Viper watched as she unexpectedly vanished in a dark cloud of smoke. Through the smoke cloud, farther from Viper, stood Diana and in front of him was the bare chested muscular toned god identified as Kratos.

I asked as I swallowed from nervousness. "Worry not, mortal one. I can tell from your reaction that you fear me. I can assure you that I am neither evil nor good. In fact, I am nothing. As goddess of oblivion, I represent nothingness to which everything began and all shall end. To answer your question as to why the enemy is after me: you see, I used to dwell in these lands, but when these vile creatures came to invade this realm, they took me as their prisoner and used me as their tool. One day, I escaped and did something to stop their evil plans. Now, they are after me, dead or alive. Since then, I’ve been on the run."