Goddess Alessa Feet Novels & Stories

I began as I looked down and paced my fingers along his already trembling shoulders, startled by my frightening presence. "Your mate whom you caused pain, humiliated, and turned her into a slave with your power is Alpha Doris Albert." I paused, my wicked gaze lingering on him as I smirked. "The one known as seen as, and called a worthless decoration is the Goddess of War." I laughed loudly as I felt in my fingers how his body tensed up and shivered as I spoke. "It's shocking, right? I mean who would have thought?" I asked sarcastically, glancing at Mark and Erbort, who were watching with interest with a fulfilled smirk on their faces.

"Do you doubt the power of the gods too? she ask, looking straight into my eyes. "No-no I don't.." I say quickly, lowering my gaze. "Good. So, Arise Alessia, daughter of Alexander, son of Lycan, born to Diana, the great sorcerer of the sky. The beloveth daughter of Selene, come and let the blessings of the gods awake the great power birthed in you. The power of all powers, that which birth the supernatural..!" Her voice is so alluring, like the call of a siren. I feel the air around me drift me to her slowly, and she place the sacred scepter of authority on my forehead, a blindly light appear and disappear almost immediately.

he said heading towards the door with a squeeze of her arm. She nodded watching him stalk off. His posture being that of more intensity. She turned to leave as well heading back to the hallway, finding the pressbox she and Thalia would be in. “Glad to see you found your way here,” Thalia cooed. “Wasnt too far,” Layla replied. Thalia showed a small smile. We're in for a treat. The minor god and goddess have all had their turn. Now for our main Olympians,” she says, hands outstretched to the arena.

"You seem like you have a lot on your chest lately. Something you need to get off your mind?" "Oh, no," she replied, her voice smooth and condescending, a thin veneer of politeness masking the venom beneath. "I'm perfectly fine. I'm just wondering," she continued, her tone dripping with mock curiosity, "why the goddess would make that kind of mistake, choosing a low-born like you to be her vessel. It seems...uncharacteristic, wouldn't you agree?"

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.

There she was. Alessa. Sitting in the living room. Cross-legged on the couch, her laptop open in front of her, fingers dancing quickly over the keys. She didn’t even look up immediately. Her dark hair was pulled into a loose ponytail, a few strands falling against her cheek, hell no that face reminded me of Natasha again but gosh she was beautiful. A cup of tea sat forgotten on the coffee table, beside a notebook scribbled with what looked like charts or diagrams or… hell, I didn’t even know.

Atlast! Alessa had found an outfit for me too. I am wearing a cute purple crop-top and pairing it up with black leather mini skirt which I didn't knew existed. I wore my outfit and then I wore my black heeled-boots and grabbed my phone. Two of them were ready in no time and we were leaving soon. I looked at myself in the mirror and what I saw amazed me. The had the perfect make up on, her blue eyes vibrant. Her lips were painted red.

Episode 4&5 Alyssa's pov . I woke 6:45 with alot of excitement . I brush my teeth ,took a warm soothing bath , changed into something official and comfortable. I wore a blue flowered shirt with a black blazer ontop and a pencil trousers with my black heels that wasn't too visible that made me inch taller than I was and lastly I grabbed my black Louis Vuitton fake bag . Applied little makeup on and made my hair in losed bun .

They walked into a large hut which was covered with green vines, many exotic and medicinal and different range of colors of plants. The front door was slightly opened and Erza who was in front of Atarah walked in. "Olga, I brought the herbs." Erza said with a singing voice as she dropped the basket on the ground, along with other plants. "Oh, thanks you so much. Dear." Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver.