Goddess Collector Novels & Stories

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand. “Don Hill, please show some respect,” Luke said coldly, his tone carrying a quiet but deadly authority. “The woman standing before you now is the Donna of the Gerald Family.” The words ‘Gerald Family’ hit the room like a thunderclap. “My God… the Gerald Family from North Atlantis? They never attend the Alliance Summits!” “That woman… She’s the Donna? She’s way too young!” “I heard the old Don of Gerald Family only had one daughter, the one who ran away years ago for a relationship… Could it be her?”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

I nodded at her, and she raised her hands towards me. "I, Mnemosyne, Goddess of memories, vow that I will grant you the memory you desire in exchange for you fighting with us in the coming war," she said in a deep voice that resonated with power. "I, Rhea, known as Nemesis, the Goddess of vengeance, promise that I will fight along with the Olympian Gods in the war against Titans and demons in exchange of the memory I ask for," I vowed and placed my hands on top of hers. A wind picked up in the room and I felt power crackling around us. I knew that the promise was binding and now there was no choice left for me. I was already in the war before it ever began…

I relaxed, he whispered in my ear and the tension returned. ‘Here or on the stairs inside?’ ‘Neither! Inanna, the goddess of risk-taking, is finished, at least for the time being, taking risks. That last moment on the Northern Line was quite a shock.’ ‘A moment we’ll neither of us forget.’ ‘I still shudder when I think of it.’ ‘So, who is it now?’ ‘My mentor says it is to be Aphrodite.’ ‘Venus to the Romans. I love Venus - the supersensual one. Do you live on the top floor?’

"He's gonna be fine" "I'm worried about him, what if he's dead, what if they killed him already". She tried to hold back her tears. "I don't think he is, If they wanted to they would have killed him there, that's if they failed to get the stone from your mother". "What stone?". "It's called the Collectors Stone, The Creator used them to nerf the abilities of the werewolves and linked it to the full moon". "The Creator?". "That's what they call her, she was the Creator Of The Supernatural, a goddess called Yumeno Lucrecia". Hannah said.

She could not have been communicating with me through my thoughts and my mind. And if she was indeed Ezza, what was the sorcery that she has tried to put me on? How come I was hearing her voice inside my head? How was it possible that she was here, and she knows me, and basically said that "I am her and she is me"? However, I was guessing that the woman had noticed the confused look on my face because she answered my unfinished question and did something unpredictable and disquieting. "No, dear, I am not her, but I am a very close one—" the woman then slowly sank to her knees with her fisted left arm over her right chest, as she bows her head and she said, "we've been waiting for you for so

"You're coming with us." Grace stepped forward. Her newly integrated consciousness made her movements fluid. Certain. But I saw fear in her eyes. Child's fear mixed with ancient wariness. "Who are you?" she asked. "We're Collectors." The figure gestured. More armored soldiers entered. Surrounding us. Cutting off exits. "We harvest enhanced individuals. Extract their abilities. Study their quantum signatures. You—" pointing at Grace, "—you're special. You're integrated consciousness. You're worth more than thousand baseline enhanced."

Pappi huffed and frowned slightly. “Alpha, would you please tell us what news your scouts have brought you?” she said turning her head to Hina. “The story is that there is a young woman, and she is claiming to be the Triple Goddess. In the midst of a hunter attack on her pack, she used some kind of telekinesis power to kill a large number of hunters. Apparently, there are witnesses from other packs. The stories of the newly chosen daughter are spreading around the world like wildfire” Hina answered. She seems to believe what she is saying, she said it with such conviction. Could it really be my baby? My heart raced as a flicker of hope shot through me. “You’re sure?” I asked urgently.

I see hundreds of years of marked wolves being captured, controlled, turned into weapons. And I see the truth. The Collector isn't collecting wolves. He's collecting power, storing it, waiting for one specific wolf. The Silver Moon Wolf. Me. Because with me, he can open a door. A door between worlds. A door that should never be opened. "No," I gasp, coming back to myself. I'm in Byrde's arms, everyone crowded around me. "What did you see?" Mom asks. "Everything. He's not trying to make me a weapon. He's trying to make me a key." I struggle to sit up. "There's something locked away. Something the moon goddess herself sealed. He thinks my power can open it."