Glucose Goddess Novels & Stories

said Glinda, “The Goddess knows all and sees all. If your magic was being protected, she knew. But she can be unforgiving when she needs to be.” “The Goddess,” Nora said, “does she have a name? I thought Roman had mentioned one but I couldn’t remember what it was.” Glinda smirked. “Never speak a name if you don’t know who you’re calling when it’s a deity or a demon. It will cause more trouble than you know. Thankfully, our goddess doesn’t answer to werewolves.” Roman raised an eyebrow. “Not even remarkably good-looking ones?” Nora swatted him on the chest. “What happened to all of that swoon worthy dialogue about me moments ago?”

“I guess, you would call me the Moon Goddess.” I whirl around and come face to face with the most stunning woman I have ever seen. Oh, and she is glowing

Her pretty face darkened as she continued to say, "We don't need to explain our business to anyone." Celine and Queenie looked at each other but did not respond. Instead, they were on guard for what was about to happen next. Celine finally understood why the Maple Division felt so gloomy. It must be because the Five Poison Sect had been breeding poisonous insects in the compound. "Honorable Pianist." Just as the two of them were on the alert, Kendall smiled and said slowly, "To be honest, I'm also surprised. You turned out to be the famous Goddess Doctor from the Hundred Flower Valley. If I knew it in advance, I would never let my men disturb you that easily.

Jax watched them go, picking up a stray grape from the fruit platter and tossing it into his mouth. "So," Jax said to his parents as Fennigan carried his mate up the stairs. "The Moon Goddess speaks through her. She controls nature. And she eats like a linebacker. Are we sure she isn't actually a goddess?" Elana looked at the stairs, her expression softening. "She’s something better, Jax," Elana whispered. "She’s family." The room was warm, smelling of lavender and the faint, scent of the flowers that were still blooming along the headboard.He laid her down, tucking the quilt around her.

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

I'm so stressed out. She had been suggesting to me for years to join the sugar baby listing since a couple of her clients were asking for me. I never felt the need to even consider it. Every time she asked, I would just smile and keep on working. I know she put me as her assistant, as a window dresser. Since I was apparently attractive enough and eye candy, for both the daddy and momma that pass through her door.

Already almost losing consciousness, I heard a very quiet melodic voice that said: -Deya. The girl looked at the statue and froze: the white stone seemed to be melting, leaving living skin underneath. The white robe fluttered. Here the Goddess slowly raised her head, looked directly at the girl. Deja realized that she was very beautiful. Silvery eyes shone with light. Eyelashes and hair are whiter than snow and also slightly glow, like light, perfect skin. It seemed that it was all saturated with moonlight. The goddess sighed and smiled. All the darkness in the room was gone, gone, absorbed into the floor and walls, leaving only a glow. I haven't spoken to mortals in a long time.

And so, she never left a task undone, fearing that if she did, even the little significance she held would disappear. "Good morning, Mrs. Alberto," Sera beamed, offering the older woman a radiant grin. "Good morning, dearie," Mrs. Alberto replied, her countenance brightened upon seeing her. "It's a lovely day, today. Perfect day for muffins," Sera chirped and fetched a muffin from the box, making the woman grin wider. Gloria might have dissed her cupcakes but people here loved her baking. A wallflower everywhere else, she was a popular face here. Best known for her dazzling smile and nurturing company. Unknown to her, she embodied nature in its gentlest form, exuding healing energy and bring

Gloria waved her hand and said, "I'm fine, Kate. Help me up. I am a bit dizzy after sleeping for so long." As soon as she finished speaking, a piece of candy was handed to her. Kate said with concern, "Boss, you have low blood sugar. I know." Gloria accepted Kate's kindness and took the candy from Kate's hand. Then she removed the wrapper and put it into her mouth. Under the white clouds in the bright sky, Gloria slowly lifted the thin blanket on her body and stood up from the chair. For her, everything could be slowed down. Time meant nothing to her.

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.