God's Sister Supernatural Novels & Stories

Emelda is smiling so brightly I can’t help but smile back at her. “Please raise everyone.” Selene says in her melodic voice, making the arena echo by the movement of fabric. “We are the three Goddess sisters; Selene of the Moon, Solaris of the Sun and Emelda of Magic. This is my sister's mate Gideon Stormborn, former Alpha of the Moon pack; the oldest pack created by me once upon a time. We are here to make our presence known to everyone who doubts.” Jasper walks up to Ivy with a smile, looking at his mother.

— I ask softly, and when Arina doesn't react, I insist: — Real mothers. My sister understands instantly. I can see her holding her breath. — No… That… it can't be… We are daughters of the Goddess… I turn the book over so she can see it herself, then I go to another one. Saren. Gabriel. Darba. Ruena. Tyldi. I think this session is recent. Down must be me and my Sisters. The oldest ones must be on top. Without thinking I start looking for the book with my name on it.

Roman had barely been born and I was still in the daze of all that. Yes, she'd warned me about the blood but I think a lot of things were happening back then for me to remember. I had no idea that I ended up getting injured. “So that was how she got into me? Through my blood?” She nodded. “She enjoys blood sacrifices and seeing as her sister has taken an interest in you, she saw you as a good host.” “Her sister? Who's her sister?" “The Moon goddess. The Moon goddess is her sister.” There were a lot of things I didn't know. Anyways, right now, there was only one thing that mattered to me and that was how the hell I was going to get rid of this thing.

I know my sister has the gift of recognizing when someone was blessed by the Gods and also telling what gift that person carries. "I know... But there's something wrong, she smells worse than a field full of rotting corpses!" My sister shouted in exasperation. "Because she also carries the gift of corruption and shadows," I said. "The Gods know this and that is why I need to be there... My Father has shown me what can happen if Hope is consumed, but he has given me the mission to not let this happen..." I walked over to my sister and took her hand, squeezing it lightly. "I will not fail."

Susan’s eyes shone, and for the first time he noticed: there was too much power in that woman for the body that carried it. “And you think I didn’t feel it?” she whispered. “Dmitry… it wasn’t a reaction. It was a judgment. The Goddess looked into my eyes and said: make the choice. And I chose. Jenn was my sister. Not by blood. Not by magic. But my sister because I declared her as such.” Dmitry closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply. His beast whispered in his mind: “She does not belong only to this world. She walks in two realms. Honor her. Or you will lose her.”

I affirm. “You…but…what…” she sputters, her circuits frying once again and making me chuckle. “I’ll give you a moment to let it sink in,” I say, gently patting her knee. She shakes her head as if snapping herself out of it. “Okay, your animai is a God. Fair enough seeing as how you were made by a God…but wait, weren’t you both made by the same God?” she asks in confusion. “Yeah.” “So, aren’t you guys like, in some supernatural way, brother and sister?” she questions curiously.

The voice hissed again. I scanned the room wildly but could not track the person with me. “Who did they kill? Was it Carissa? Did they kill my daughter?” My voice choked at the end. “She suffered great pain because of them. Her last thoughts were for vengeance. I have answered the call.” “Dark Sister—” I gasped as realization sunk in. Dark Sister was the darkest side of the Goddess. The Goddess was known for being firm but fair. She was kind and a symbol of purity and unconditional love. But with the light must come the dark. Dark Sister was the flipside of the Goddess’s glory and love. She answered the call for those deemed wronged. She is the embodiment of Vengeance and Death. She can only

“When I met her again, it was after I obtain godhood also waiting for the accommodation of the authority and uniqueness. She was still the sister I knew, she smiled and embraced me. Her words congratulating me. I felt the strong strike of guilt and confusion as why she was still alive. It’s been a hundred years after the war ended, then I found out it was because she was special. Only people blessed by nature and gods can obtain long life, but it can’t extend a thousand year. “She was neither. She was blessed by the Creator itself. I could help but feel guilty yet again jealous and hatred for myself.” She looks at me, looking profound and gentle, “I buried those emotions, until new gods appe

His hornets already told him everything he needed to know except for the identity of the woman wielding the dark magic of Hwaja. “ Hwaja? The banished goddess” Minister Li said with a shaky voice. Every one of them knows the history of Hwaja, the only sister of Nati. She was also a goddess but got jealous of Natalí's power and influence. She got power drunk and discovered another type of magic that was different from the one that Nati and other gods practiced. She got stronger with the dark magic and plotted the best way to kill the woman she hated the most but Nati, Her only brother got in her way. He is in love with Natalí and will do everything in his power to stop his power-hungry sister

It's enough to confuse Xiao Long. "I bow to you, Master" A little girl's voice is heard in Xiao Long's head, he knows that it's a kind of telepathy if in the world before and it's called spiritual communication if it's here. "Why do you call me Master?" Even if Xiao Long has an assumption of her own, it's better to ask. "I am the firebird endowed by the gods and instructed to accompany the journey of the successor of the gods," said The Firebird. "How do you know if I am the successor of the gods?" It's something he can't think of.