Goddess Falls Buried Treasure Novels & Stories

A few minutes later, they were done, and they both walked back into the cabin. I sighed in relief when I was left alone again. I walked toward the grave, only to find the place was littered with graves. I froze, and tears flooded my eyes. I immediately began heading towards the gala hurriedly, while looking back at intervals. I don't want to end up in one of those graves. I was halfway out of the woods when I bumped into something and fell on my buttocks.

That was my goal for today, getting my two sides to see that they are both children of the same Goddess and she would want them to live in harmony. The moonstone at that moment began to warm from my touch as I focused on drawing my Goddess’ side forward, all while I tried to pull strength from the moonstone. Warmth now moved from the tips of my fingers, up my arms, as a fire ignited inside of my gut, and I knew I had awoken her. The fire burst through me as it rushed towards the warmth, as if bees to honey, as I tried to remain in control.

“The angel of death come forth, drag your souls to distraught, lest they be the puppet you sought- Goddess of Ruse!” Turning their heads, they saw a Goddess appearing and holding Tabit, Cassandra, Persephone and Randall captive with a string attached to its fingertip. “Vera!?” Yelling, Azen glared at her for pulling this stunt out of nowhere. “Hand over the relic.” She said coldly, an eerie blazing soaring in her eyes. “What are you talking about!? Are you out of your fucking mind!?” Zen snarled.

And he is a living witness as well that can testify to what I'm saying Suddenly Alan stood up and nodded his head and told them that what Junus was saying was true. Then Alan also said that the bully took them to a shrine and that shrine is filled with gold and wealth, and whatever one is looking for in that shrine, you must find it there as well. And the shrine belongs to the great goddess Aphrodite and the goddess has two guards that always guide her and protect the wealthy things over there.

"SECOND TASK IS COMPLETED. THANKS TO THE HEAVENLY BEING. IT'S TIME FOR THE LAST TASK." "Speak Goddess. What's the next task?" "We have to bury what she just mixed brother" Logan retorts instead. "YES, WE HAVE TO BURY IT. BUT NOT AT ANY GROUND." "What do you mean?" They all ask wide-eyed. "THE MOTHER EARTH CAN ONLY BE DETERRED IF WE DIG A LITTLE HOLE AT THE SAME SPOT ISABELLA WAS BURIED IN YEARS AGO AND POUR THIS MIXED OIL INTO IT THEN COVER IT."

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.

"That's not—" "You died when you were just ten years old." I stiffened. The man's voice trembled as he continued, his pain laid bare. "We buried you inside the Gagnac. We thought that was the end. But then… we heard rumors of a new goddess, one who bore your exact face, your exact soul." He exhaled heavily. "You weren't Freya anymore. You were Athena. The lake of Gayank gave you power, brought you back—but at a cost."

I mutter. “What’s the Goddess Gem?” Nixie asks, curiosity lighting up her eyes. Joshua answers in a calm but serious voice, “Just what the name suggests. It's a gem that once belonged to the Moon Goddess. A rarity that can change a person’s fate entirely, granting them powers beyond imagination.” “Wow,” She gasps as her eyes sparkle with excitement upon hearing this. She turns to me, “Elijah, I want to see it. Please accept the invitation,” she implores, holding my hand.

“My name is Carla. I am your wolf.” “My… wolf?” I whispered. “That's impossible. I mean, I don’t have one. The Goddess never gave me one. She forsook me long ago.” “No, Abby. The goddess didn’t forsake you. There is much you don’t know,” Carla said. “But there’s no time for answers now. We must save our mate.” Terror and instinct collided inside me. I bolted out of Derek’s room, nearly slipping on the tiled floor, but I didn’t slow down. I raced toward the basement.