Goddess Drea Novels & Stories

72 Deep beneath the stone chambers of the Dawlya stronghold, the council gathered. Twelve robed sorceresses stood in a perfect ring, the air humming with old magic and the scent of burning resin. Their leader, High Mother Vekhira, lifted her chin as the circle’s carved glyphs began to glow around them. “Seppa’s circle stirs,” she announced, her voice echoing. “If we act now tonight we may reclaim it before the draynor dragon girl does.”

After Talia and Mirella were shooed out long enough for Aria to be sat up a little more and not immediately pass back out, the three senior priestesses filed in, silver‑grey robes whispering over the stone. They circled the central patch of the floor where Aria’s blood, faint but present, had marked the stone during the trial. One of them carried a small bowl of water gone opalescent under the shaft of moonlight. Another held a candle whose flame burned an uncanny soft silver instead of orange. The third bore a length of narrow, dark ribbon. “Aria Draven,” the central priestess said, voice low but resonant in the sanctum. “Moon‑touched. Luna of Blackthorn. The goddess has watched you in her

The Goddess studies me as if paging through my soul. “Will you carry out the culling?” she asks, gentle as a dagger slipping under ribs. Lightning throbs outside the stained‑glass oculus. I force myself to meet her shimmering gaze. “I refuse.” The Goddess blinks. Once. “You are my dusk, loyalty braided from shadow and oath. You exist because I willed it. You are mine.” “I exist,” I say, “to protect those who cannot protect themselves. Rhea is not darkness, she is the girl who taught me that dawn can live inside night.”

It was Dura who finally shattered the quiet, her smile unwavering, soft yet powerful. “Aria,” she began, her voice smooth as the night sky, “as I shared with you before, I was chosen by the moon goddess to wait for you in this forest.” “Dura,” Mira interjected, her voice suddenly sharp, “what news does the moon goddess hold for my daughter?” Aria’s pulse quickened at the mention of divine tidings, her eyes darting between the two women. “Listen closely,” Dura urged, her voice resonating with a depth that seemed to summon ancient echoes. “Within you lies an extraordinary power, for you are a kindred spirit of the light. You must realize that your destiny extends far beyond being merely an ome

After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls Behind my ladies in waiting are my imperial guards, Lady Myla Smati and Lady Melia Veta, descendants of Athena, Lord Clovis Ludwig and Lord Evander Murdock, descendants of Ares, Lady Vendetta Shivani, a descendant of Hades, and Lady Thea Rose, a daughter of Gaia, which is very rare Gaia is the Go

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

’ It’s beautiful, and still takes my breath away whenever I look at it. Alice looks at me. “Is this Lesley?” That makes me laugh out loud. “No. It’s the Greek goddess Astraea. She’s the virgin goddess of justice, innocence, and purity.” “Figures,” Alice says, throwing me a wry look before turning her gaze back to it. “Who’s the artist?” I smile. “Damon.” She looks back at me, her mouth an O. “Seriously?” “Yeah. He says it’s just a hobby. Cocky bastard.”

Serenya followed me with her gaze. “Azrael, wait…” Tabitha hurried after me. I was about to exit when a commotion broke out on the dance floor. My gaze followed the noise, and the air left my lungs. Standing there was the most ethereal creature I had ever seen. She was glowing. Black silk hair, shining like a starless night, cascaded past her waist. Those cherry-red lips and those beautiful siren eyes were unmistakable. Gia Rae... in her Goddess form. Every hot‑blooded man in here was staring at her lustfully. It didn’t help that she was wearing a tiny, strapless hot‑pink dress and sky‑high heels. Ugly jealousy gripped my throat.

I was busy looking around when someone talked behind me. "Hello princess" Someone said. I turned around and I saw a 4 beautiful woman and a 2 handsome man. "Thank you for the compliment princess" Said the guy with a black hair. "Welcome to Arcadia the world of Gods and Goddesses. I'm Ether the Goddess of Earth Element" Said the woman who's wearing a green long dress. "I'm Aqua, goddess of Water" Said the woman wearing a blue long dress. "I'm Aira, goddess of Air" Said the woman wearing a gray long dress.

Mayada replied “Goddess Cynthia? who… who is Goddess Cynthia?” Draco questioned Mayada and again peeked at Albert “Goddess Cynthia… she is also known as Moon Goddess” Albert replied quickly “There is a long ancient story on ‘Goddess Cynthia’ which gave raise to raise this festival Malshie” Mayada replied “What is this story?” Jasmine curiously asked Mayada who in return wave her hand “Okay… okay I’ll tell you about it, but first…lets go…. and sit somewhere, also I and you fired are hungry for supper… we were wandering entire town since long” Mayada replied