Giantess Goddess Novels & Stories

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

Erbot looked at me with a concerned gaze which made me ask. "I'm just really worried." "About?" "You look too young and the werewolf warriors do not know your true identity. They might offend you and won't take you seriously because you are a woman. But you are the Goddess of War and they must and have to treat you with respect. I just hope that you will be able to establish prestige in the presence of these top warriors. So that later in the future, when more werewolves need your help, they will be able to assist you." Erbot sighed loudly.

She stated. "You are the Goddess that holds all magic?" I asked slowly. "Yes. I mean they wanted to call me The Goddess of wisdom and creation which is dumb since there is already a God of dark wisdom and creation." She stated with annoyance. "Who is they?" I asked ignoring her last comment. "Hector The God of absolute light powers and Angel The Goddess of peaceful manipulation and control. They wanted me to fight against you." She stated. My brows furrowed because that could not be right. "I thought autumn was the Goddess of peaceful manipulation and control?" I asked genuinely curious in what she would say.

Her deep black hair and dark caramel skin made her look very exotic, though I couldn’t place where she might be from. “Thank you, what’s your name?” “My apologies, I am Venus, my Goddess” she said and bowed with her hand over her heart. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Venus”. The next woman through the door was just as intimidating as Elaine. Tall, large and with very serious dark eyes. “My Goddess, I am Cleo. I offer you my loyalty, my servitude, and my life when you require it” she said firmly, her voice was rough and held a wildness to it.

He said handing them to me. I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first. The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame "When the moon weeps in silver tears, Where silence echoes through the years, And five fangs causes her pain, A child shall rise, with fire in her veins, Her soul alight, with shadowed blade, She shall walk paths where many fear,

I was busy looking around when someone talked behind me. "Hello princess" Someone said. I turned around and I saw a 4 beautiful woman and a 2 handsome man. "Thank you for the compliment princess" Said the guy with a black hair. "Welcome to Arcadia the world of Gods and Goddesses. I'm Ether the Goddess of Earth Element" Said the woman who's wearing a green long dress. "I'm Aqua, goddess of Water" Said the woman wearing a blue long dress. "I'm Aira, goddess of Air" Said the woman wearing a gray long dress.

Pretty sure he’d love to tear me apart—starting with my mouth. Then, a soft, lilting voice from the far side of the room: “I can help.” Heads turn. Mine whips to the sound. A slight woman stands—long dark hair, forest-sprite eyes, and a voice full of old Celtic magic. “I am Ceridwen. Goddess of rebirth.” Hecate’s voice is wary. “How can you help?” “I can create a babe. Place Kassandra’s soul inside it. A goddess of birth can speed the body’s growth. A goddess of children can age her to adulthood. We’d have her back in days.”

[Gia’s POV] Time slowed as the towering goddess walked from behind the triple moon goddesses' thrones to me. My soul buzzed with electricity the closer she got. Like an A****n woman in some cheesy 70's movie, her height was unbelievable, standing at least ten feet tall. Her skin shimmered as if every cell was made of diamonds. In contrast, her dress is the boldest color of sapphire. The dress was knee-length with triangular-fringed ends. A shawl covered one of her shoulders, and both garments were bound at her waist by a diamond-studded belt.

Soon, in their place stood a being unnatural to the human's realm. The woman stood easily at seven and a half feet tall, with long, raven hair that contrasted her delicate looking bronze skin and flowed elegantly down her back and traced past her hips. She was dressed in gold...everything was golden like a gold statue. The Goddess growled a low growl, looking around the cave that she had been summoned to and catching sight of Bhairav, caused her to narrow her eyes to slits, a grin slowly sneaking its way onto her lips.

Adrian Dropping to the ground, I scream at the goddess, “Save her, please?” The goddess stands before me, her form radiant and powerful, a being of light and grace that seems to encompass the very essence of the universe. She regards me with eyes that hold ancient wisdom and boundless compassion, her presence filling me with a sense of awe and reverence. “Your sacrifice has not gone unnoticed, brave one,” she speaks, her voice a melody that resonates deep within my soul. “The spirit of Savage, the uniter of beings and protector of the realms, shall live on in the hearts of those who remember her courage and love.”