Galatea Meaning Novels & Stories

My eyes widen at what he is saying. “Gaia. Is his daughter. The Goddess of Hell, The Devil. The Harbinger of Death. When I said she has gone to Hell, I truly mean the underworld. She is the owner of this club and several others like it. Gaia is a Goddess and you think she is embarrassed. No! she is far from it.” I open and close my mouth with what Calista is telling us. When I hear a growl behind us. I shiver under it’s weight as I turn and see him. The God Fenrir.

He left there, thinking that it was not the best time to talk to her; he had to wait because he needed to find many reasons for Galata to trust and fall in love with him again. *** The next day, Gala took the children to preschool and returned home to a rented house in Porreres which had a small commercial space where her workshop operated. As soon as she entered, there was a knock at the door. When she opened it, several men were standing there. "Good morning, Miss Gala Cavill?" one of them asked. "Yes, that's me," she replied, looking at them with a little distrust. "We bring an order for you, consisting of the most beautiful and expensive gemstones exploited by Epanakataktóntas Ton Próin

Right now, I stretched my legs out and looked up at the dark, starless sky. “What you were doing inside just now…” Gael paused for a moment. "I've never seen you like that... You're such a gentleman." "That statement of yours is like telling me how rude I was in the past." "Isn't that the reality?" Gael smiled, this smile I rarely saw on him. "Hmm, Gael. Tell me..." I looked at him intensely. "Does that smile mean you agree to be Aphrodite's teacher?" “No,” Gael answered quickly. "Never misinterpret my friendly attitude."

I asked him in my sweet and innocent voice. “The prophecy talks of Selene, and how she will provide us with a Triple Goddess, and how that Goddess will have to choose between two Mates. One good and one bad” Galterio spoke as he looked deeply into my eyes, like he was trying to hypnotise me or something. I wanted to look away from his intense stare, but I knew that if I did, he could see it as rejection. I need him to believe I am all in with him, and him alone. “Two Mates?” I said dumbly, using a breathy delirious voice.

She joked with a small chuckle. "What's the meaning of your name?" Patricia asked. "Athena means goddess of wisdom. But Athy, you are not only smart in that but everything." Suzanne spoke up with a serious look on her face. Athena smiled hearing her. "Thanks, Suzy." "Is that why Dominic called you a thief?" Patricia spoke up with a frown as he remembered him calling her a thief in her initial days here. Though it changed a lot now and Dominic sobered up a lot as well but she clearly remembers him calling Athena that.

The man extended his hand and touched my shoulder, and even though I had two layers of clothes on me, I could feel an insane ziggy zap of an electric run up and down my arm. “Don’t touch me.” I said, almost gasping as I pushed back, using my most freezing tone; the one that made even my persistent sister back off when she's trying to convince me to do something I didn't want to do. The man gave a curt nod. “Forgive me,” he said smoothly, removing his hand. “I’m sorry I startled you. My name is Galatia.” he finally gave his name, and after a brief hesitation, then he added, ”and I'm taking you to La Saint Suites.

Now that I can see their colors, it’s easy to paint my own tones to match them. “Gaieta,” the drakaina replies, her silver lips smiling as her words shift to match my color exactly. “The name of this planet is Gaieta. Or it was, once,” she sighs, as she looks out at the vast expense of wasteland. “Before our people fled to find our new home.” “Our people?” I ask, unsure of what she’s saying. “Who are you?”

Silas’ tentacles stuck to my leg. “Thank you Goddess,” he smiled one more time before he sunk into the ocean. Galen helped me up. The little hairs on his legs brushed my shoulders and I shivered. “Sorry I repulse you,” Galen hung his head. These monsters Poseidon created were so sweet. I surely hoped their mates would think the same. “I don’t find you repulsive Galen.” I pulled his head closer to me, trying not to wince. “You just remind me of the smaller ones that don’t have a big heart like you do.” Galen’s stiff smile had him chittering until Athena called me again.

"I need a break from everything, so let's buy a kite?" Frowning, Stralath glanced her way. "Have you ever flown a kite?" "I don't know what that is?" He admitted. "I thought so." Galene grinned. "You're in for a treat. The rest of the day is on me." Intrigued by the sparkle in her eyes, Stralath gave her a thumbs up. Galene looked taken aback like she'd expected friction. She didn't know him all that well, and Stralath was always up for the unexpected—especially with a pocket-sized mermaid by his side.

He led us to the far corner of the library, where the stone wall was seamless, devoid of any shelves or doors. "Beyond this wall," Kaelen explained, his voice hushed, "is the Garden of Gaiea. It is the concealed, inner chamber of the library. It is the very place where the Moon Goddess's daughters lived and recorded their power before the time of the packs. Only those who carry the Sacred Holy Wolf's Power may open it and walk there. It is the only place left where the true nature of the Divine, untouched by the world's history, might grant you a vision of your own destiny." Davon tensed, his protective scent spiking. "The Garden of Gaiea? It's never been opened in my lifetime. It is dangero