Goddess Awakened Novels & Stories

I ask, though I'm not sure I want to hear the answer. Gabriel's smile is mysterious and a little sad. "Second, you need to understand exactly what you're dealing with. And that means learning more about your divine heritage than you might be comfortable with." The way he says it makes my skin prickle with unease. "What aren't you telling me, Gabriel?" He's quiet for a long moment, studying my face with those penetrating green eyes. When he finally speaks, his words send a chill down my spine. "The goddess consciousness inside you isn't just any divine entity, Serena. She's connected to powers that have been sleeping for millennia. And your emotional awakening—your growing feelings for someon

“Isn’t that what you made me for?” The goddess smiled. “Yes.” There was silence for a moment as Thea thought. “Wait,” Thea said, standing up straight. “Did you say you needed something more powerful than what you gods have to fight what’s coming?” The goddess’s smile faded as her eyes glazed over. “It’s time for you to wake up.”

But what we found out was far from anything we could have ever imagined. The psychic had told us that Daciana was the reincarnation of Azrael, the primordial werewolf who once walked the earth. The stories I had heard about him growing up were terrifying. He was said to be the most powerful and dangerous werewolf to ever exist. His second coming was said to be for the sole purpose of eliminating all werewolves, as the ancestors collectively defeated him then. The news brought a wave of shock and fear to Richard and me.

Why do some beings carry more weight of the problems and receive more struggle than most? “I had accepted the fate of this blood you had given me.” Right now she could not tell to whom she is praying or talking to: to the moon goddess all wolves adored and prayed for their mate or to the God she had known when she was still inside the shell of pretenses and lies about her identity. “I could endure it! I had learned to endure it.”

“But I didn’t choose you in vain ... - it rustled almost inaudibly. Deya closed her eyes, shielded her eyes with her hand, not distinguishing anything in front of her. And when she opened her eyes, she realized that she had woken up. There was a familiar twilight all around. The candles were nearly burned out. Tongues of flame danced in the wax puddles. The statue of the Goddess stood in the same place as always: cold and motionless, with a face hidden from the world. Deja lifted her head from the altar, looked at her hands. One was still covered in blood, but there was no wound. The altar was clean.

I wonder if all rogues act like they're a little wrong in the head. Our attention snapped back on the front when someone harrumphed. Almost all the girls groaned, and almost all the boys lean in attention. "Greetings! I'm Felicia Filicitus Faulkner, I'm 14 years old, a beautiful gray wolf and I'm from the Southwoods!" She started tinkering with her long hair. "I'd love to be friends with all of you, you should feel honored, I mean this is an invitation from someone who is the strongest candidate to become Luna!"

She seems to be rambling. My head spins with the information that is being poured on me. Suddenly the Goddess darts to her feet. "Quickly, honey. You can't linger here for too long in your current state. I must awaken your Goddess abilities before you can stay for long durations. Stand up, close your eyes, and relax," she says, quickly waving her hands anxiously. I stand and close my eyes. She taps the middle of my forehead before placing a palm to my heart. She pushes, and a warm feeling floods through my veins.

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.

Sparks now begin to tingle my flesh, where our bare flesh is touching, and my body feels as if it is awakening for the first time as my wolf now feels like she is more than just a part of me, and I can feel her power now coursing through my veins. Alpha Liam looks into my eyes as I know he is also feeling the same connection as I am, and without his lips moving I heard him in my head saying, “Goddess I love this she wolf, please let her be mine tomorrow.” Without thinking I projected back to him, “I am yours.” And his eyes widen as I know that he hears me just as I heard him. There was no doubt at this moment that this wasn’t a blessing by the Moon Goddess. Only true mates blessed by the Moo

The dam inside me broke. My Power exploded outward, not in a controlled burst but in a wave of pure divine rage. The amber chains shattered. The nullification gas ignited and burned away to nothing. Every window in the house exploded outward. I stood, and the air around me crackled with energy so intense it was visible; crimson light shot through the birthmark on my neck with gold, the mark of the Moon Goddess’s bloodline fully awakened. ‘Finally,’ Eryndra breathed. ‘Finally, we merge as one.’