Goddess Bless You From Death Novels & Stories

A sharp pain shot through my bones, making me wince and clutch the bed sheets. As the pain grew more intense, I became aware of Elsie’s presence once more, this time her voice soothing like a cool breeze. “It’s alright, Bella. This is the transformation,” she whispered. “It will pass soon, and then you’ll understand. You’ll be stronger, faster, and more powerful than you could have ever imagined. And you’ll be connected to me, forever.”

“I offered you a path, didn’t I? I infused your precious Luna with a fraction of my power, to show you the true potential of our alliance. I gave her the strength to protect your pathetic pack, to eliminate a rival for my vessel, and what did you do? You called upon your Moon Goddess! You turned your back on the very source that offered salvation!” My fists clenched, my teeth grinding together. “You gave me nothing!” I roared, stepping back instinctively as her gaze intensified. “Every shred of power, every moment of strength, every victory I possess, comes from the Moon Goddess! From the true, benevolent forces that guide our world, not from some parasitic entity seeking to devour it!” The

Atarah tried to move but Amon stopped her by griping her hand. "What do you intend to do?" He asked her wondered if she was going to fight them. "Well, we have to do something." That was all she said and Amon sighed. "You should probably head back and contact some scouts or guardians, they will know what to do. I can stop them easily, they are humans after all." He sounded confident in abilities, he was lightning wolf which was by far the fastest wolves blessed by the goddess of the moon. Atarah glanced at both Amon and the black figure alternatively for a moment before nodding her head.

I can't believe my ears, the earth was dancing beneath my feet and I can't believe what my ears listened to. After ten years of no hope, after ten cursed years, ten years of longing and hopelessness, I stopped believing in God but little did I know he will return all my happiness, answer all unsaid prayers and bless me with the most beautiful blessing, my parents. "My parents, they are alive." "My Mom, Dad, my life, my happiness, he had returned it all." "Utter Bliss"..." Pure Blessing"

“Why would they not recognize me? They are my family.” “You were never a part of their family, at least that is what they remember.” Charon sighed when she just stared at him, “You see, when a god or goddess becomes discovered he or she joins the divine realms and leaves his or her mortal life. Thus, anyone who knew of his or her existence as a mortal must have their memory wiped out. Goddess Lenthe personally saw to it that everyone who knew the madam will have their memory of you removed.” “What??” Angelique was out of words. “How dare you?”

Curse her and say she was dying? "I didn't know she was sick! And how is her death automatically my fault? Have you already forgotten how she used to bully me when we were kids? She pushed me into a patch of wolfsbane! I nearly died because of her! She hated me! Why would she ever die for someone she hated?

“Your power is not a curse, Serena. It is a gift. But you have the right to put it down, just as you have the right to take it up when the world needs you. The choice will always be yours.” The moonlight shimmered brighter, encircling Serena in a warm, protective glow. “For your courage, your mercy, and your faith, I bless you. May your path from here be filled with love, light, and peace. You are my child, and I am proud of you.” And with that, the Moon Goddess faded, leaving only moonlight in her place.

She paused, "Blackwood, you have been cursed by me... to never find death. Death has abandoned you!" "No! No! You can't do that to me!!" "Ohh, I can. Why? Because I'm a goddess. Your goddess." She smiled, gracefully. "You would look for death, Blackwood. But it would never come. Your body would become a living corpse. You would watch maggots go in and out of your body, as every part of your body gets rotten. But still yet, you won't die Blackwood. You will never die." "No, I want to die. Please, don't do this to me. Fine, FINE! I have learnt my lesson. And I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I wont ever hurt anyone ever again, just let me die. Please, I... I want to die."

“You are from my flesh, my power, my blood. But you also stem from my sister. Her kernel is in you, and you have nourished it.” “Three spirited one. You walk on both paths, and both paths need a champion.” “Champion? I just want to live.” I stared up into the bright eyes of the goddess. “You have seen the future, lived it. You had to have seen the dark times were coming.” I nodded. Before I died, there were murmurs. But I didn’t believe them. “They were just stories.” “Were they?” The goddess dropped her hands and leaned in to kiss my forehead. I felt the moon blessed mark flair to life. “Stories tend to hold a kernel of truth.” She stepped back and the three faced goddess came to me.

Surrendering my life to her. The goddess of destruction and chaos. The goddess of death.