Gift Of The Goddess Novels & Stories

They walked into a large hut which was covered with green vines, many exotic and medicinal and different range of colors of plants. The front door was slightly opened and Erza who was in front of Atarah walked in. "Olga, I brought the herbs." Erza said with a singing voice as she dropped the basket on the ground, along with other plants. "Oh, thanks you so much. Dear." Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver.

Her gold-black hair was a little messy, and there was a faint smear of dirt on her cheek, but her eyes were bright with excitement. I stood frozen. That was my daughter. The Devil Emperor let out a low, impressed sound. Goddess Evelith watched with quiet pride, her silver hair shifting slightly in the dark wind. Rose ran back to me, clearly pleased with herself. “Did you see, Mother? I did well!” I knelt and pulled her into a hug, still trying to process what I had just watched. “You did more than well,” I whispered. “You were incredible.” Later, while Rose went to drink water, Goddess Evelith stepped closer to me. The Devil Emperor remained where he was, still watching the guards recover.

Allorah explained with a sad smile, “But for him, I would exchange my life. Just to save him. His worth it.” Mother Goddess watches her. As she looked at the man in the fountain with warm eyes. “Is he the one you received name?” Mother Goddess asked. “Yes,” Allorah said, looking at Mother Goddess. “Come, child,” Mother Goddess offered. They both walked away. Towards another large fountain. Moving her hand, Mother Goddess made a swirl. The clear water glimmer like it had sparkles suddenly change into a crimson red. Dabbing it. She turns to Allorah. A smile played on her lips.

Jack, Dave and Daisy all bow their heads in submission thanking her profusely before even knowing what the gift is, they are just grateful for her willingness to help. "The gift I am about to bestow on you has only been given to one other, it will increase your strength and create a bond between you that will never be broken, know this though, if the gift is mistreated it will be removed, this is something I have considered for a long time and if successful will be bestowed upon all of my children in time," the moon goddess then claps her hands once and the sound reverberates around the clearing, before vanishing before their very eyes.

“So you’re saying that she would blight our land? Because we lost a gift from a millenia ago?” Degas sighed and passed a hand over his weary face. “The Moon Goddess gives, and the Moon Goddess takes. These five gifts were extensions of her being, pieces of her soul; that is to say, that losing one would imply that we, her children, do not care for the gifts she has given us. That we cannot be… trusted.” “So she would blight our land because of it,” Chris huffed.

She lifted one luminous hand and, without quite touching Luna’s chest, held her palm inches above that familiar spot behind the sternum. Heat flared there in response. Not the dull ache of overexertion. Not the burning shame of the Circle. Something… clean. Something like a coal catching a new draft. “You feel it,” the Goddess said. It wasn’t a question. Luna nodded, unable to speak. “This,” the Goddess went on, her voice low and certain, “is not Moonshadow’s gift to withhold. Not Orion’s to reject. This is older. This is mine. This is *yours.*”

Love," the Goddess smiled softly. - I see. Never before has any of the Anmar people asked for a markat. I love my children with all my heart, girl. For the fact that you also fell in love with them, I will help you. Deja looked hopefully at the radiant figure. The goddess approached her, although her feet and robe did not touch the floor. White hands, like a breath of warm wind, touched the face of the princess. -Here is my gift, Deamara, daughter of Ulgar. A gift for love, - the Goddess leaned slightly and weightlessly kissed the girl on the forehead. - Love each other. White light blinded the princess. “But I didn’t choose you in vain ... - it rustled almost inaudibly.

, Richard dropped and for a minute, Emily thought that she had heard wrongly. “Secret goddess?” Emily asked with a tight frown. Richard nodded his head calmly, with a slight smirk plastered on his face. He loved how uncomfortable he made her feel, and the expression she gave was one he considered priceless. “What do you mean by secret goddess?” Emily asked, with her head swirling in confusion. That was definitely the weirdest utterance she had heard from anyone. Richard took in a deep breath and sauntered towards the living room. He sank into the couch and crossed his knee, smiling mischievously and gesturing at her to walk closer.

They had been beaten to the ground over and over in those last few months, and General Iris was their breaking point. We placed her down and said our final goodbyes to the woman who practically raised each and every one of us before returning her to the Earth. Nara presented us with two fire arrows and said, “I know I didn’t get to know her, but I do think she deserves a hero’s send off.” And so, that’s what we did. Merlin lit both flames, and George and Donatello did the honors of sending her off properly.

I felt Brian’s hand slowly pulling away from mine. “Fuck!” Brian said angrily, pacing around the room. “I know it's disheartening for you, but please don't dwell too much on it. The moon goddess will bless us with an heir that would rule the pack very soon,” Jade said and excused himself out of the room. Brian took a sharp look at me once before storming out of the room with Becca following him. I closed my eyes tightly as I held onto my lower abdomen. “That was my little pup. But now, it's… gone.” I sobbed.