Goddess Bless You From Death Novels & Stories

“Luna Angel had prayed to the Goddess, wishing for a way to help you heal. The Goddess, along with another God, Hades, took Nebula’s spirit and gave it to this gorgeous Hellhound. She’ll remain with our family. Whenever she ends up dying, she will be reborn to watch over the generations to come. Don’t worry about me because I’ll be watching over each of you from up above. I want you to live your lives with happiness and smiles. Live for me even when it’s hard. Don’t let my death be something that holds you back from experiencing everything. I’m always listening to you even if I can’t respond.” They blinked as they looked from her to Nebula and then over to me. There was gratitude in their ey

Adrian Dropping to the ground, I scream at the goddess, “Save her, please?” The goddess stands before me, her form radiant and powerful, a being of light and grace that seems to encompass the very essence of the universe. She regards me with eyes that hold ancient wisdom and boundless compassion, her presence filling me with a sense of awe and reverence. “Your sacrifice has not gone unnoticed, brave one,” she speaks, her voice a melody that resonates deep within my soul. “The spirit of Savage, the uniter of beings and protector of the realms, shall live on in the hearts of those who remember her courage and love.”

He was good friends with my Dad, and the chances of him being one to break promises just like my dad was is really high. "It's an Alpha promise," Alpha Mattew said, as he probably noticed I was finding it hard to believe a word he was saying. I sighed and chose to believe him. An Alpha's promise is his word, and their words are their bond. "Alright. But just so you know, I won't let them silence the truth about my mother's death." "Nothing like that would happen," Alpha Mattew assured. "Just go home, once the results are out it will be sent to you."

She will love her loved ones until the day he dies. ‘N... No! Impossible, I perform a blessing ceremony for the gods!’ She immediately cried and retreated. ‘God has blessed me. This figure is mine! It’s mine! No one will separate me and him!’

The walls of the room shattered around me, flying towards the opposite direction. “Who the hell are you?” I snarled, terrified of the voice in my head. “I am Hela Morrígan! Goddess of death and rebirth. Your life was used to fulfill a prophecy, and we were reborn to bring about the great Armageddon,” she replied coldly, and goosebumps erupted across my skin. “I am a part of you as much as you are a part of me. Born from tears and fury, your willing heart would end the world so it would return healed of the differences that hunt your love.” She added.

They grab me and intend to tear my clothes. “Thank you for opening the door and walking to your death. You guys will be the first set I kill and send to Artemis, the moon goddess” I smirk. “Welcome and embrace your death.” They looked at me with fear in their eyes, clearly unable to understand what I was talking about. I chuckled, enjoying their confusion. I was ready to take their lives.

And as long as breathed, she would embody the doctrines and legacy of her maker. “Thank you.” The Blind Goddess whispered and dashed towards the position of her killer. To die in the hands of another woman. Suitable enough indeed! She smiled and threw a punch that contained every power she could muster. “BANG!” her fist connected to the chest of the tall armored Lady. “You have done well, godling. Goodbye.” Madame Ais murmured after she beheld the rapidly dissipating soul of The Blind Goddess. It shattered from the backlash of its own attack. They were certainly many levels apart and even if the entirety of the goddess’ soul was here; it would not change a thing.

she says casually. I stare in stunned silence, looking from one God to the next. Zarseti and Oshmin… I am standing in the presence of the Goddess of Peace and Love and the God of Life and Death… somebody pinch me. “Someone wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?” Valeria huffs in annoyance. “Val,” I chastise, “This is the Goddess responsible for creating our bond, and the mother of the Delegation, and he is the God of Life and Death and father to the nagata,” I explain.

No, stop! "I'm tired of living this fucked up life!" Isabella rose her head and looked at the blurry view of the librarian steps away from her one last time before he took over. "Then die, woman." Suddenly, she was inches away from her with her voice stern and low. The librarian began to choke and then cough. Slowly, she began to cough out blood as she took shaky and stumbling steps back. "Wha... What did you... do to me?" Isa smirked at her, "You wanted to die and so I did you a favour."

" He complimented me. I narrow my gaze at General Zod, then pray in my heart. I remember how Samson, from the Bible, prayed to God when he was betrayed by Delilah. I was now in the same situation, just that I was betrayed by a man. I pray for the strength to kill this man for betraying me and my team. I pray to God for stability and sovereignty to conquer Ryan and all his team. Finally, God answered my prayer. I feel my power surfacing again. I felt it rising from the depths of my stomach like a tornado.