Goddess Karma Novels & Stories

He smirks, “Hecate.” She turns to Ash and Kai on the sofa and holds out her hand, “Pleased to meet you properly, I’m Hecate. Goddess of the underworlds, and the crossroads that lead the way to all afterlives. And a few other things, I have a side gig as the Witches’ Goddess too.” Kai and Ash shake her hand and bow their heads, it felt appropriate. She smiles at them. “Yes, I like you. I’m glad Sol vouched for her to be your Mates.” Kai blinks and looks at Sol. He’s rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Kai stands and bows deeply,

Upon them sat the deities, their presence radiant and commanding, their auras pulsing with the power of the cosmos. Selene, the Moon Goddess, sat at the center, her silver hair cascading down her back like a river of liquid moonlight. Her luminous eyes, usually serene, now carried the burden of sorrow, their glow dimmed by the weight of her thoughts. Beside her, Venus, the Goddess of Love, exuded an aura of soft warmth, her golden curls framing a face that was both gentle and fierce. Her expression, though usually serene, was edged with concern, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the armrest of her throne.

Elara continued and stepped back. “But know this, Zenith. The Moon Goddess does not forget, she does not forgive cruelty disguised as justice. What you sow in blood and hatred today will return to you tenfold. Karma is a patient hunter, cousin, she will come for you in the quiet hours, when your throne feels coldest and your bed emptiest. You spit on a sacred bond, and the gods will make you choke on it. Mark my words, this path you walk will leave you more broken-” she looked down at me again. “-than the Omega you destroy.”

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

Memories flashed before my eyes-my mother's laugh, my father's strong hand on my shoulder, the smell of the Moonlight Pack's forests-and the device seared them, blurring their edges, leaching them of their color and emotion, reducing them to flat, factual data points. I tried to scream, but the restraint at my throat allowed only a choked gasp. VANESSA. The voice of the Goddess within me was a distant roar of fury, but it was muffled, trapped behind the wall of the chair's enchantment and the invasive, violating needle. You are a variable, Omega's voice whispered in my mind, not through the bond, but through the device itself. A resource. Your past is irrelevant. Your connections are weaknes

As both consolation and honor, the gods transformed Usha into the dawn, a light that would rise each day to chase away darkness and shadow. Yet the light of Usha was never merely symbolic. It was power itself, a force that could forge warriors and creatures of might. From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike.

Do you know who you have and who is missing? Greg nodded. "I believe so. Once I gained the ability to see the tapestry, it wasn't hard to see the threads." He pointed to Chastity. "She is the goddess of innocence." Then to Barbie, "Wisdom"; Then to Amber, "Loyalty." Finally, to his sister, "Morality. I still need to find Joy and Sorrow before we can wed."

I tell them. "I know who it was. Many from the underworld don't like sirens like me because we can reverse whatever harm they cause others. The person in the forest was a woman, and she's from the underworld. Her name is Kakia, and she's the goddess of vice, moral badness, and abominations. She is extremely vain and wants everything she can't have. Right now, it appears she has her sights on this pack because of the power it holds. She will not rest until we are all dead, and the power is hers."

After drying myself up, Sarah had already prepared my clothes, a gown, and a coat on the bed. "No training today?" I asked. "Not after what happened yesterday. Everyone is still on edge," Sarah said. The gown seemed like a formal occasion. "Are we having visitors over?" I asked. "The alpha decided it's time for you to get examined by the priestess." "Priestess?" I laughed. "You people have high priests here too? I thought it was just a myth." "Yes, we do have priestesses and priests. They are the ones that help us consult with our deities. It's the same thing with humans consulting the help of their gods with pastors, imams, rabbis, and all that," she lectured me.

“She is me.” “She was,” Velra corrected. “But right now? You are Becky. You are choice. Emotion. Growth. She was rage and duty and silence. She is not whole without you. And you are not safe without understanding her.” “Wait so you're saying that Becky… “ Jimmy said, using his hands to draw an invisible circle at me. " Is Te Fiti the goddess of life while Nethara is Te Kã the lava demon. Form Moana?” “Well Jimmy, if that helps you understand it better, then yeah, it's like that." Velra said.