Goddess Gift Novels & Stories

I paused for a moment and then was gripped with panic. “You aren’t taking her back, are you?” I asked. I didn’t know what I would do if Isis said yes. Instead, she laughed, a beautiful, tinkling noise. “No, dear one. She is a gift to you. She’s your protector for as long as you are alive. I came because I have another gift for you.” I didn’t say anything. I really didn’t know what to say. It’s not every day a goddess comes down and announces she’s going to give you a gift. To be honest, I was a little nervous. She picked up on it and laughed again.

I patted her hand, and she shot me a glare. “Listen. That isn’t really fair here. I’m out of my depth.” She almost pouted, but my dad hugged her to his side. “We know.” “Anyway, Grandma helped me understand my power more, and once I could connect with it, well, then the Goddess blessed me.” My mother choked. “The Goddess, THE GODDESS. You met the moon goddess?” “Yeah, another side to our gifts. We have to be blessed by the goddess.” I smiled as she slowly shook her head.

We enjoyed those. We were given our mission, and I was told I would become best friends with the sweet little miracle's mother. This mission would last a lifetime… in return, the Goddess would reward us with a gift. Being the Goddess of Flowers, she has the power of fertility and growth. Only years later did I learn this was her gift to me. With the pure white magic that I possess while also being a Guardian, I was never able to have children. But she blessed Garren and I with our beautiful son, Xander.

The king ask. “ Just like I said, we did our research on it, and it shows that the moon goddess will send a gift on earth every one- hundred years to celebrate the love that she have for her mate. Also, whoever receives that gift will be bless, since you took your blessing for granted you will receive nothing good” Elder Goldston stated. “How can my daughter be a blessing?” We all turned to see that it was one warrior who have spohad “ And you are?” Elder Vernon asks.

it breeze, as they had given up on ever having a child of their own, when the sea washed a child to the seaside, they carried the child but had felt it must be from a wrecked boat, they thanked the sea, and made the child their own, nobody ever had about the child discovery, and that child had no name, for that same day the old couple died without given the child a name, another couple took him home, and raised him up, they usually call him, "no name" and he is the man that was later referred to as the Goldsmith or the warlock, he is also a god among men, since then Eledumare always sent such babies to earth, their missions were to defend the weak and the innocent human from evils, Such ch

Tall for Hyacinth is still only about four feet, but she pulls on every inch to stand as tall as possible. “I like them.” She says. “I do too.” She turns back to me. “Your leprechaun scholar is correct, but the prophecy is off in how it’s worded. What I gave to Hera was a gift, not a blessing.” “What do you mean a gift?” I ask her and Buppig’s head whips around to me. "I have the ability to bestow a gift on one that I choose to be worthy. The gift comes to me about once a century. I chose Hera to receive my gift.”

The priestess shivered at these words – how could she make Alpha Hendrix aware of what he had done? Suddenly, a figure appeared before her in a brilliant light – the goddess of the moon herself! She spoke with an ethereal voice: "I will give you three gifts that will aid you on your quest. First, I grant you strength and courage to face any foe or challenge; second, wisdom so that you may understand all things; thirdly, knowledge so that you may see the truth in all things." The priestess was filled with awe and gratitude, but also a sense of dread. She had been given an impossible task – how could she possibly make Alpha Hendrix aware of his mistake?

She fell backwards; two of the other women scrambled to help her to her feet. The witch sensed my growing frustration and scanned the town square. Suddenly, she gripped my shoulder and leaned over my ear. With a hiss, she said, “My King, the Goddess has left you a gift in this insipid place.” She turned my direction to the edge of the spectators. “Wouldn’t she be an exquisite addition to your collection?” she reveled, delightfully.

Dusk raises a finger and the tip of it glows white. I quickly close the door and flip on the light switch. "Well...that's terrifying," Ameer mutters underneath his breath. I forgot to ask Melanie what his gift is, and it was scarier than I thought it would be. The Moon Goddess really didn't think things through when she was giving out powers to them. Like what even was her criteria? There was no way Melanie is in anyway similar to these psychos. "What are you doing here?" I ask through gritted teeth.

I will help him. I covered my mouth. Cadmus stayed calm. I didn’t say your father is a coward, I said to think about fairness and not losing your gift because someone wants to use you. The Goddess’s gift is not just a blessing, Abrax. It’s a rare bond with the sacred bear, giving you its strength and power to protect, not to use for gaining advantage in war. When a gift like that is misused or tainted by someone else’s ambition, it can be taken away, or worse, turned against.