Glucose Goddess Novels & Stories

he hissed huskily. "Then you gotta pay real good." "I will." he smirked and sipped this whiskey, "I'm rich, sweetheart. I can afford to spend some good time with a beauty like you. Are you free tomorrow?" "Of course." "Give me your number. I'll book an hotel room and contact you tomorrow." "Perfect." And that was my first jackpot. After giving him my number, I went hunting for more potential clients. Jun's POV: I watched the artists on the stage. The woman's voice was so soothing and made me relax and smile throughout. I loved the jazz music the instruments produced and how they just had you lost in the flow.

Maybe because I finally understood something. Vanessa didn't hate me because I was worthless. She hated me because she was afraid. Afraid that if I stopped being the broken one, she would have to face what she really was. The Alpha's voice rose. "We must remember that the Moon Goddess's will is not always easy to understand. Last night was a test. For all of us." I almost laughed. A test. Is that what they were calling it now? Not a rejection. Not a humiliation. A test. As though my pain was just a lesson for the pack to learn.

She was entirely beautiful - from the crown of her head to the soles of her feet. Her curves were not exaggerated; they were delicate and delightful. Her deep brown eyes sought to swallow the soul of any who looked into it, and her long black hair wrapped around her waist like a high quality belt. Her feet were devoid of any accessories, yet they were so lovely that one couldn't help but think that there was no jewelry worthy enough to grace them. In fact, the only accessory she wore was a crown. Indeed, a crown made of black diamond lay upon her head peacefully, glowing ocasionally to signify that it was anything but common. The woman floated calmly until she was right in front of General S

Gianna stood up, stepping closer to Phoenix. " By the way, nice macaroni you got here " She smirked. " Back to our story. The Goddess I am talking about is none other than, Melinoe, Queen, and Goddess of Panic and Terror...my mother " Gianna finally dropped the bomb and it exploded loud in Phoenix's head making her eyes enlarge in great shock.

I sucked in a hard breath and Jeanette put her hand on mine. “You okay sugar? You need a drink,” she asked. I nodded. Just then a few servants came with ice tea and Jeanette plucked one for me. “Just perfect thanks,” I said, trying to keep it together. *Don’t drink too fast! Our bladder fills up quick,* Mila warned. *Yes! Thank you for being on top of my bodily functions at all times,* I teased. She stuck her tongue out. I tuned her out. What is the goddess working at? Why does she do this to me? She has the weirdest timing. She couldn’t have shown me this earlier? So I could prepare myself? So I could tell my mates what kind of shitstorm I was walking into?

“Define okay.” Clara shook out her arms, lightning crackling with frustration. “I just got punted across a divine spinal column. So… amazing.” I exhaled shakily, relief flooding me despite the situation. But the relief didn’t last. Because the goddess had changed. Her form hovered above the fractured chamber now still shimmering, still moonlit but thinner. Flickering in and out like she was straining against something. Clara noticed it too. “She’s glitching.”

It was impossible to comprehend, and the world around me started to spin. “Okay wow there!” She smiled. I noted that the people around us had stopped. Nausea started to push up as my brain overloaded. “Before you break your brain, let me explain. Ooh, I’m a poet and I didn’t even know it!” She grinned, confusing me even more. My knees gave way, and I hit the floor with a loud thud. “Hey! I told you to take it easy.” She appeared on the floor in front of me with her legs crossed. The woman called Bastet explained that she was an Egyptian goddess that protected extraordinary women. I was a little lost, but I was following what she was saying.

the woman said "Who are you?" I asked "My name is Glinda, and I am here to help you. You should come out of the car so we can talk," Glinda said "I am not coming out of the car to talk to you. Not after you did this," I replied "Oh, they will be alright. I had to put them to sleep because they weren't going to let you leave. I am sorry that your friend fell asleep as well. She isn't strong enough to fight my powers like you are," Glinda said. I stayed silent, wondering if I should trust her or not. "If I wanted to hurt you, I would. I am here because the Mood Goddess sent me. I know she brought you back from the future, and she asked me to help you," Glinda said. Somehow, I could feel she wa

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.

I had been engrossed in my task, knowing that I needed to memorize all the laws and recite the entire volume by the end of the week. "What do you mean?" After reading the book for over three hours without a break, my neck felt stiff and strained, prompting me to gently massage it for relief. I held my breath as Thaddeus leaned against the desk, emanating an aura of grandeur and authority. This made me feel ticklish in between my legs, but I ignored it and focused on the question he uttered earlier. Thaddeus combed his striking blonde hair. "You know... being a deity. You said that you are the Goddess of Gallant and Retribution. How does it work?"