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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.”

And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly. But wasn't Marissa's godmother, Jenna Johnston, inside that storage room? At the thought of that, a sudden heat rushed through me. An inappropriate image flashed through my mind. Ms. Johnston usually liked wearing dresses. Even during winter, she'd only add a pair of white stockings. The fabric would stretch tight across her perky butt, swaying with each step, always making it impossible for me to look away. But she always wore a cold expression, coming across as distant and untouchable.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I - The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 8: Memories That Were Never Mine. ​The chaos of the courtyard fell away, replaced by the heavy, echoing quiet of the isolation cells where the temple guards had dragged her. The iron door had slammed shut with a deafening, final clang, leaving her in a pitch-black tomb beneath the temple floor. Nysera sat in the dark, her knees pressed tightly against her chest, shivering as the damp chill of the stone seeped through her thin tunic. But the physical cold was nothing compared to the fire in her mind; her soul reeled from the sudden, catastrophic awakening of her true divinity.

the goddess replied. "How am I supposed to get the map? From who?" Hilda asked with a confused face as well as a state of mind. "Your friends are almost at the door. I have my ways, Hilda. I am the werewolf goddess of the seven seas. And I've lived for more than a thousand years. Nothing is hard for me to do through a snap of my finger." the goddess laughed and went into thin air. Returning to reality Hilda found herself in bed and now she realized she has been in a trance as the werewolf goddess left her with the memory and did not clear it off as before.

And she felt vulnerable. “Blessed by the goddess, Eleanor had the power to seduce any man that she chooses. Not just man, but even women, children, animals, and even gods…” The priest’s gaze deepened; his left eye was reflecting the fiery fire at their side. “Geneva was given the power to manipulate fire. And that’s what she used to protect herself and win every fight. And you… Kaliyah was granted the power to see the future. It’s your gift from the goddess.” “A gift? Or a curse?” Kaliyah hides her balled fists under the table, angered that she had confirmed her assumptions. “I believe, it’s the later since having that power means also to be used. Right?”

~Rain~ As I released the arrow, my eyes followed it anxiously as it soared toward the source of the voice. The voice unleashed a scream, accompanied by growling, and a bright light emerged, revealing Gasin. Having envisioned Gasin as an ugly creature, I was surprised to find a beautiful red-haired woman. The only features distinguishing her as a goddess were a mark on her forehead and six fingers. This unique trait instilled a sense of fear in me, uncertain of what might unfold.

I turn and look at Gaia, who smiles as she steps forward. “I am Gaia, the daughter of Fenrir. I am the Goddess of Hell. Trust me when I say I will unleash the gates and you all will perish. The humans will be wiped from existence. Maybe that isn’t a bad thing.” She shrugs as she addresses the room and I stay silent.

Papa Ganda dropped to his knees, “Goddess.” “What can I do for you, Ganda?” “I fear, Goddess.” Papa Ganda spoke with a trembling voice, “I fear for the girl. She is biting more than she can chew.” The moon goddess laughed. The vacuum burst and switched into a woman. A woman whose silver hair was the only thing Papa Ganda could see. “That's why I chose her.” She replied. “I fear that she will be killed a second time, and I won't be able to do anything about it.”

The remaining wolves bowed before their Goddess as she passed them, shivering in shame as her fathomless blue eyes gazed upon the carnage. The earth began to shake as it reclaimed the wolves' bodies, and Selene thanked Papatuanuku the earth mother for embracing them within her flesh as the last of the dead sunk from sight. A strange humming filled the air and a lightning bolt struck meters from the Moon Goddess but she didn't startle or jump back. And as the smoke cleared a beast stood in its place. "Typhon." The Moon Goddess whispered.

I will do anything for her. “My name is Allorah and I’m a Goddess. I’m not a human, just my body. My soul and mind belong somewhere else,” Allorah said. I looked at her in shock. A goddess? I chuckled like I was crazy. “A goddess?” I repeat as I massage my temple, “This is absurd.” “I know…” Allorah said with pain in her eyes. I averted my gaze from her. Was she being real?