Glass Maiden Novels & Stories

I slowed my breathing which sounded so loud in this quiet chamber. “Gia, mate to three, blessed by the triple moon Goddesses, granted the power of bridging, and destined to be the one to choose this world’s fate, I am Crystalla, ancient high mage of the Elves,” the female elf said in a voice that covered my body with goosebumps. I had no idea what to say, so I nodded to let her know I heard her. How does she know about the Moon Goddesses, I wondered? Before I could contemplate it more, she raised her arms towards the ceiling and began chanting something in a language I had never heard before.

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that

It was as smooth as honey, but you could tell that it held a power that was unimaginable. Selena could feel some form of fear, but she felt safe nevertheless. She released a shaky breath and then said, “You’re…you’re her. You’re the Moon goddess, aren’t you?” The goddess chuckled freely. “I am,” She replied. “I am the one whom you have told everyone you don’t believe in.”

Cassandra's frantic heart thumped against her ribcage. She bucked and kicked her feet, but the monster's arms held her down like an octopus's. Then it twirled her body around. Cassandra finally came face to face with her captor. She saw through the clear water, a beautiful red-haired maiden wearing light, sheer robes as though made of mist. Her sleek icy pale body clung to the mortal girl while her green eyes blazed like two balls of glowing jade. Her melodious voice seemed to vibrate from the very molecule of the water.

Emma hid her head in my cloak and I placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “We’re fine Emma.” I said softly though I too was on edge. Eddy closed his eyes while Justin flipped a blade between his fingers. They were probably used to this feeling. The feeling of despair from just being near The Divide. “Where does it lead?” I questioned cautiously as we neared the gates on the far side. “Some say it leads straight to hell. Others believe the gods carved it into the land when they formed the mountains..” Justin spoke more to himself looking anxious.

A smile that held no warmth held within it. Once the neutrality blessing was complete, the chamber began to hum. Kieran was brought forward. As the priestesses began to circle him as they chanted, but what happened next surprised everyone. A portal opened, and a woman stepped through. Her body looked as if it were made up of moonlight itself. It could only be one person. “Moon Goddess,” I breathed, bowing. Everyone else has done the same. “Rise,” said the Goddess, “who here claims that my will was carried out properly. By removing his man’s wolf Demon?”

/səˈlāSHəs/ arousing or appealing to sexual desire or imagination. Saints and Sinners may be separated by their actions, but they are united by their reaction to passion. - Gaiven Clairmont Laila Beg for him? Men are the ones who beg not me. But fuck! He makes my core ache. We entered the double doors of the club. The amusement sparkled within me because of the different strings of neon lights surrounding the club or how the placement of the dim lights with red and blue hints under every table.

I was broken from the trance. "They call themselves the Nymphets. But they spell it with an 'I' instead of a 'y' which I think is dumb to me," She said. 'Kelderrrrr..." A soft voice sang out in my head. I immediately knew it was one of them. The one that was actually sitting on the cars bonnet—seemed to be their leader—was smiling at me. She twisted strands of her purple hair in-between her fingers. Tia nudged me again—even more painfully than the first.

Cordelia made a small cross over the red candle before placing it on top of the two candles previously lit, forming a triangle. “I am going to use this pendant that Sabine had with her on the day she disappeared. This was a gift from her birth parents, it’s her heritage” she mumbled, holding it tight. My eyes went wide seeing two wolves embroidered on the pendant. So it was true. Sabine was the Mad King daughter.

My head instantly snapped up to look towards the vault door, the statue of Selene just outside, near the stairs. ...Of course. It was something that invading packs would not dare to vandalise. Not their precious Goddess. No, to do so would be blasphemy. But to the Silver Mist? To Aria who had first built this secret crypt? It was a message; Only those willing to destroy their faith in the Goddess could find the power of one within.