Goddess Fiona Taboo Novels & Stories

I know this is the best way forward before everything collapses, but I still hate the idea. The doors close behind me just as the parlor doors slam open, and Fiona strides out with Liora close behind. She's flushed, her eyes blaze like wildfire, and her shoulders are tight with fury. She doesn’t even hesitate before she raises her voice. “Just when I thought I had seen the full extent of what kind of man you are,” she growls, her voice hard and biting. “I have to watch and listen to the catty, disgusting nature of your courtesans? What kind of king are you to let courtesans treat his own flesh and blood this way?”

She repeated herself, this time more fiercely. “I swear to you, bitch, call my mum’s name one last time, and your tongue will leave your mouth.” I warned. I value women so much, but Fiona, Fiona, wasn’t a woman. I believe she’s trans because what she has beneath her chest is the heart of a man. Now that’s just her heart. What about her body? What the hell do her lovers see in her, anyway?

I asked. "I'm sorry, there is only one, and there is no other way for you to survive there. And the way is to stop the person who holds that power, " said the king. And Hell Illusion Eyes is the most powerful power in the world of magic; only a legendary goddess can wield it, and no previous legendary goddess has ever wielded it. Only Sophie has this kind of enormous power, " said the king. "Sophie's power is called infinite power, or, in other words, eternal power, and Sophie is the first creature to have such power, " the king added.

He’d sought to test her—how much she could endure, how far her fire could be pushed. She pressed trembling fingers against her lips where he had nearly kissed her. Revulsion and something darker twisted inside her. His obsession was no game—it was war. That night, she dreamed again of the temple in flickered fire across the ancient stone of a goddess cloaked in shadows. The voice of the goddess embers as she leaned closer. “Pain is your teacher,” she murmured. “Burn… or be consumed.” Elara woke with fire curling at her fingertips.

she said quickly, though her voice trembled beneath the surface. Fiona was beautiful in a way that made men stupid. Soft features, graceful words, an easy smile. But I knew better. I’d seen her truth. She had once proclaimed herself Quinn’s best friend, swearing loyalty and love. But what she really wanted was control, and when that failed, she settled for destruction. Gianna had seen that in her. That’s why she sent her to me.

[Valerie] What was happening? I glanced at Clyde, bewildered. “Fiona… what’s wrong?” Clyde asks, partially shielding me from the view. His fear and betrayal are palatable in his tone. “What do you think?” Fiona’s tone is sharp and rude. I glance at Zenith who is unusually silent as she stands aside. What is happening? ‘She has turned to demonic powers. I should have sensed it,’ Ruelle growls. “You…” Fiona holds up a hand.

Fiona looked behind Hella and saw Gabriel, King of the Sky, with a collar around his neck, being restrained by one of Hella’s demons. Next to him stood Roan, King of the Sea, unrestrained, but his eyes were full of remorse. She looked back at Hella, who was standing in front of her now. “Any last words Fiona dear?” she asked. Fiona closed her eyes and felt her magic pouring out, one last time she let her power rain down on the earth. She looked at King Roan and said,

"For months, you ignored me. You used me and discarded me like a piece of garbage. Do you dare to talk about partnership? You know nothing of alliances. Every relationship with you is worthless. You had me kidnapped and tortured, and for what? To get information on your so-called rival? You subjected me to the worst possible treatment anyone could face, knowing fully well that you were the reason for the downfall of my family and my pack! You mocked me to my face and cursed me at my back, and you have the audacity to call me your mate? You useless betraying scum of the earth?!" The color drained slowly from his face as he regarded me. I was well aware now that we had the audience of everyone

Standing behind the sofa was another woman, much older than the others. Fiona. Isaac still didn't know as much about her as he wanted to. Ugo Greco was the kind of man who liked to have a collection of beautiful women as big as his collection of gold watches or works of art. However, for some reason, that woman who was almost his age, and hadn't had the profile he was looking for in a lover for a long time, was always there, hovering around him as if everything that belonged to Ugo was hers, too. And that was the only thing Isaac was sure about Fiona: she wanted power.

“I call on all alphas and Lunas to come to a proper conclusion. Please let us not treat this nonchallantly just because we see them as one of us. This is not a case to be treated lightly, hence we risk future troubles like this.” He closed his performance and went back to his seats. A look of extreme shock settled on Derek’s face quickly followed by embarrassment then denial. All the while as he pried Fiona for answers. “Is this true?” Derek mouthed beside her. She took a quick glance at him before turning back to the crowd, shaking her head in denial. “No, no, no. It is not true. I really am pregnant, I swear it’s on the moon goddess.” Fiona cried. “Please believe me.” She added.