Goddess Alessa Feet Novels & Stories

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

I got into the house and practically charged up the stairs with my many bags and carefully slipped the sexy costume on my body and the accessories with it, It showed my curves in all the right places and I even put on fishnets to make me look even more hot, I walked over to the mirror, running my hands over my body, and my ass looked way bigger than it usually does. I kneeled in front of the mirror, my feet tucked under my ass, and held a palm over my breast, posing and taking a few pics ready to send to Alessandro; I chose the best one and clicked send; he didn't even wait, In more than 4 seconds before he replied. ALESSANDRO: Teasing me while I'm in a meeting? You're a very naughty little

He must be Apollo, the twin brother of Artemis; God of music, light, medicine and more… “Apollo,” I nodded at him and he nodded back without any other reaction. Then I noticed the remaining Goddesses. One of them had a luscious mane of auburn hair and she had a mature aura around her. I couldn’t place who she was. So, with a gentle nod in her direction, I turned to the next Goddess. She was gorgeous with golden hair and blue eyes. She wore a light pink gown woven with flowers and had a tiara. I did a double take when I saw her large white feathered wings, but it slowly faded and eventually disappeared. Okay then…

" Come on Miranda it's your turn now,is it a truth or dare." Ava shouted in the loudest of her voice. The group of four besties were having the night of their life. Miranda Lambert, CEO of the Lambert group. Ava Adams, The country's top model with the highest fan base. Lucia Mendez, the country's sought after designer and Stacy Carl's,the CEO of Hope group of hospitals and a world wide famous surgeon. " Dare!" Miranda made the choice she would regret in less than 12 hours.

Ryder is behind them both with a man I have never seen before. I wipe my eyes and stand when Alessa engulfs me in a hug. “It’s ok, your momma is super strong, she will pull through this.” her words should soothe me but they don’t. I pull away and wipe my eyes with the heel of my hand. I look at Cassandria and she is stunning. She is tall, elegant, with long black hair and the bluest eyes that even rival Ryder’s. She has olive skin, her complexion is enchanting. But underneath those kind eyes is a stone-cold killer.

The look on her face as she takes in the two women who are no doubt her grandmothers her face is sad, and i wonder what makes her happy. She has the body of a goddess wide hips thick thighs and her ass is juicy, even with that work out routine her ass still jiggles when she walks making my mouth water. her waist is thin with a little pug under her belly button and those tits have to be a double D. My dick is hard and im drooling. Shaking that thought out of my head I stay long enough for the women to hold eachother and the look of true peace flashes over Alessia's stunning face goddess she looks hot dressed like that.

ADONIS Alessia walked down the aisle, looking so angelic and divine. At only eight, she was beautiful. Possessiveness filled me. I didn’t like the people looking at her, talking about her, neither the men, nor the women. I wanted to shield her from the world until I was absolutely certain she was ready to deal with it.

Blessed, indeed. His mate is a goddess. Even until now, he still could not believe it himself. Alastor had waited for so long to meet his soul mate, had always dreamed of it–and suddenly, she was just right there, looking like a fantasy. What had he even done to deserve someone so enchantingly beautiful? Hell, he didn't even know that gods could have soul mates... and of all beings, it had to be the mysterious Proserpina, the goddess of shadows, heiress to the underworld; keeper of Death.

She was pleased to be a part of their pack since she sensed their warm welcome and precious smiles. *** Alessia had selected a gown for the feast, a long skirted gown with ornaments, sparkles, and beadings fit for a Queen. With a spaghetti straps neckline, the dress embraced her body, billowing out from the waist into a curled ball in the front and flowing down like a long train, giving it a sensual appeal. Except for the spaghetti straps, which look great with a little pendant necklace with a single polygonal blue diamond in the centre and teardrop shaped studs. Her hair was pulled back into a modest bun, framing her forehead with slightly wavy strands and showing her creamy neck.