Goddess Alessa Feet Novels & Stories

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.

Soft music played in the background, adding to the enchanting atmosphere. Alessia took a deep breath, feeling the weight of her decision and the significance of the moment. She wore a stunning white gown that hugged her figure, accentuating her elegance and beauty. Her long black hair cascaded down her back in loose curls, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of anticipation and love.

Ashley replied simply and they all started to act excited for no reason. Trisha took out a small calculator from her bag while Flora and Sandra rushed to Ashley and measured her bust, waist and hip. They mentioned a few numbers and Trisha pushed the calculator buttons eagerly. "Hah!" Trisha yelped in shock and showed the number on the calculator to everyone. Instantly, everyone else had the same reaction as her and they all suddenly looked at Ashley with widened eyes. "He found the Greek goddess! The ultimate one. The only one perfectly matched the Golden Ratio number," Flora said as if it was such a big deal.

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.

“Good thing I’ve only ever had eyes for one.” He gave the faintest nod, then turned back to his circle of capos, his presence swallowed again by men who hung on his every word. And I turned, scanning the gold-dripped ballroom, searching for the only reason I was here. Her. Alessia stepped down from the staircase like an angel descending from heaven. Pale pink silk clung to her, tight through the bodice, soft at the hips, with little cap sleeves that did nothing to hide her collarbones. The fabric shimmered every time she moved, catching light like it was trying to undress her for me.

Alessia was wearing a black button up shirt that had lace around the neck, which had the same print as the jacket which was patterned, with black slacks, and black dress shoes. The suit accentuated her body, making her look like a greek god. Her hair was dyed a silvery colour, it was parted and swept at the side. She wore smokey eye shadow, which made her look even more elegant and sophisticated. Damon in that moment felt like he was really and truly the luckiest man in the entire world, because the love of his life, the most beautiful woman on earth, was walking toward him and she was his. He didn't know that Alessia had the same thought as she was walking down the stairs, looking at the ma

And then, with his cold voice, he said, "I'm busy! Theo, go away." Instead of Theo's excited voice, I heard a calm female voice. And the way Mars shook when he heard the voice—I knew it was the woman he talked about. He cast an invisibility spell on me again. And she walked in. The Goddess. Queen Erin.

He said handing them to me. I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first. The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame "When the moon weeps in silver tears, Where silence echoes through the years, And five fangs causes her pain, A child shall rise, with fire in her veins, Her soul alight, with shadowed blade, She shall walk paths where many fear,

the guard bowed, “the young lady requests permission to enter.” Alpha Leo smiled. “That must be Sasha, Let her in.” The doors opened and Sasha walked in. This time, she was dressed deliberately in soft silk, loosened hair adorned with white pearls. Thw faintest perfume of roses wafted in with her and she held a tray of food as if presenting an offering to a king. My beast huffed with annoyance. “They are trying to bait you.” my wolf said. I knew but I wanted to know how far they would go.