Goddess Green Eyed Death Novels & Stories

But turned again as I felt it. I staggered backwards as my eyes came into contact with a woman. She was deathly pale. Her enormous eyes were black, almost like Sin's eyes, if not darker. They weren't blinking, but I felt they could see inside me. Her shoulder-length hair was as dark as night, and a greenish aura which I couldn't fathom how I was able to see swirled around her. Her nose was sharp and straight. She had thin lips which stretched out in a wide smile, showing off her pearly white teeth.

Lena stumbled back as the first of the dead pulled itself free, hollow eyes glowing with unnatural green Lena's breath hitched as more skeletal figures emerged, their bodies wrapped in tattered remnants of what might have once been armor or ceremonial robes. The green fire in their hollow eyes pulsed in time with the Rift's energy inside her, a silent call that sent an unnatural chill down her spine.

She notices something moving in the pressbox across from them, noticing figures occupy it. Theo catches her eye from inside, standing beside a giant man, with eyes as stern and stormy as his. They're an intense blue just like a ghost of Theo's. His hairs long and white with a golden crown pushing it away from his face. He's a hulk of a man. She feels the weight of those eyes when they cut to her, feeling intense pressure. The shivers are back and nearly make her crumble. She sees another god standing to the left of him and feels Damon stiffen next to her. She notices he's watching the figure beside who she knows to be Zeus and Theo.

“A war of threes. Three deaths. Three victories. Three trios. Three losses. Betrayal. Birth. Death. Sorrow. Joy. Warn them, Meredith. Be prepared!” I jolt awake, sitting up and gasping. Instantly, Hakeem and Gael sit up. Gael lets out a growl, getting in a defensive position. Hakeem pushes me behind him, protecting me with his body. Hakeem looks at me out of the corner of his eye while still scanning the room. “What is it, Merry? What’s wrong?” Still breathing heavily, I pant out, “I had a vision from the Goddess!” _________________________________________

“Yes goddess. Is there anything else I need to know?” “I am going to put you into a vision that we goddesses seen so you might be able to decipher it. I have to warn you though it is not pleasant.” “Okay. I understand. Thank you, Goddess.” Sonya felt herself be ripped down out of the cloud into a dark room. She was sure it was a basement or cellar because of it being a dark, damp room. She could barely see anything as it was pitch black. She felt like there was someone behind her so she turned around to be met with a pulsing light.

None showed any reaction. “What does a new pack have to do with the missing goddesses?” Jake growled. Standing and stepping into the light, Lucifer winked at them and said, “It is simple. When the goddesses are born to the earth realm, they have purple eyes. Purple eyes are a sign of a connection to the moon goddesses. We are on our way there to speak with the Alphas of the two packs and see if the girls are there or close by.”

The walls of the room shattered around me, flying towards the opposite direction. “Who the hell are you?” I snarled, terrified of the voice in my head. “I am Hela Morrígan! Goddess of death and rebirth. Your life was used to fulfill a prophecy, and we were reborn to bring about the great Armageddon,” she replied coldly, and goosebumps erupted across my skin. “I am a part of you as much as you are a part of me. Born from tears and fury, your willing heart would end the world so it would return healed of the differences that hunt your love.” She added.

I’m certain it’s scarier when you can actually see her eyes, usually sapphire-eyed, staring right into the depth of your soul. I assume that this is not how they usually keep her. There are no flowers or wick-lamps beneath her feet. No costly clothes folded about her to account for. So this is how they mourn in Caelondor. Not in Mistral Hollow, though. Whenever any member of the pack passes away, we make sure the idol of the Goddess is more magnificent than ever. Immersed in jewels and flowers, with the most delicious food laid in front of her—all so she can welcome the dead with open arms.

Disgusting greenish-black blood spilled everywhere. Everybody gasped while looking at the goddess in front of them. Alex’s appearance had changed the moment a blue moon defeated the blood moon. Now, the light of the blue moon glowed on her. Her long wavy blue with silver flecks hair danced with the wind, and her eyes turned to silver with gold flecks. Her white, blue dress hugged perfectly in her fit body. A shining sword in her hands tinted with greenish-black blood of the giant three-headed snake demon beast. It stunned everyone, and their mouths hung in awe while staring at the Goddess.

Her hair was a wild cascade of copper fire that caught the dying sunlight. It was like it was made to burn. Each wave and tendril framed a face that could silence any sort of war. Her full lips were pushed into a natural pout that begged for secrets. It begged for sins, and surrender. And those eyes… Goddess, those forest green orbs that were flecked with gold nearly undid him. They had once looked straight through him even before the bond awakened. And his heart had tightened. He had wanted her then. But, he had held back.