Goddess Never Not Broken Novels & Stories

“And brave.” Her gaze shifts to Kieran. “And you,” she says softly. “Still breaking laws.” He inclines his head. “Someone has to.” She tries to stand. She fails. Pain flashes across her face, sharp and humiliating. The gods laugh. Look at you. Unmade. Dependent. My power surges. Hot. Angry. “Don’t,” I warn them. They do not listen. The Goddess exhales slowly. “I am fractured,” she admits. “My core was split. My essence scattered.”

Clara knelt beside us, stormlight flickering anxiously. “I saw her,” I whispered. “Not clearly. But she… she’s… broken.” Clara exhaled a shaky breath. “She is not whole. That is why she calls.” Ares’ jaw clenched. “Why does she need Aria to be whole?” Clara hesitated. Too long. Ares snarled. “Clara...” “She needs her pieces,” Clara said quietly. My blood ran cold. “Pieces?” I asked. Clara swallowed. “The goddess shattered herself once before. The fragments did not die. They… scattered.”

Your mother never lied to him. Lisa- why didn't he tell us? Goddess- a broken heart changes people Lisa. Lisa- okay. I've decided. I tell the goddess my decision, and we stand. I look at her full frame. The goddess is in white slacks and a flowy white tank top. She seems young with sparkling blue eyes that hold wisdom and humor. Her hair is a beautiful deep brown. Goddess- oh Lisa, before I send you back..... I will tell you a little secret. But no telling anyone else.

I have a huge smile on my face completely unaware of what's about to happen. "Okay, I Heather Black, Gamma's daughter, reject Allistar Macken as my mate." She doesn't even flinch as she rips my soul apart. She even has a smile on her face. All I can feel is the burning in my heart where the bond is trying to sever. God it feels like there's fire burning through my veins and all my bones are breaking at the same time. This pain is unbearable. I never in a million years thought being rejected was a possibility. People are rarely rejected because we all know how precious the gift of a mate is.

And yet – some part of her ached for him. She clenched her jaw as pain gripped her bones. It lurked in the shadows, watching her teasingly, and then it snapped her ankles. Her head jerked, but she did not make a sound. Clinging to the spark of humanity buried deep in her chest, she held back her cries as her body twisted and shattered. Her muscles ripped and her bones reformed around them. Her throat burned with tears, but all through the pain she focused on that small, burning light within her. She clung to it, even as her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she pulled herself up onto four legs, not two.

I was happy. Allorah came into our lives like a ray of sunshine. Her body, even though was fragile, she would do her best and get better. All the tests I ran on her brought me to a simple answer. Not human. Allorah was a goddess, a being who shouldn’t exist. Her mere existence here could put hundreds in danger. Starting from us. But my mother, my brother, my coworkers, everyone including me started liking her. She was innocent.

on earth? And the fear and respect you had gained from all men," that was not the first time she saw her, but she was always showing up more attractive and friendly, but today she called her Morolake, instead of her real name, Itanforiti, the only daughter of the Akeregbe the foolish kind of black land and the peace land, she had never held any weapon, or be part of any military training, one who can not even face his brother, how would she had possibly defeated kingdoms, the goddess shouted " pursue them and beat the hell fire out of them, she did not knew how, but she ran so fast and caught up with them, she attacked and beat them up, till they all ran to palace with fear, she looked up a

She craved to know that. All her life, happiness came in fragments whereas pain was like an abundant sea, always knocking her down under its waves. Still she never felt her faith wavering in her God. Her God is watching over her and this sole fact empowers her like nothing. She wakes up every day, smiles through life and sleep, knowing she is not alone. This is why, she always come to his sanctuary whenever she feels down and defeated. And today was one of those days. This is the only place where she can be herself; that is broken and miserable.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

The sky was black except for the blue circle covered in white swirls. The Earth. They were standing on the surface of the moon. "I'm sorry about the amnesia," the goddess said. "I know it's been a painful time for you. I've never restored a bond once broken before. So much about you has never been done before. You're doing better than I could have hoped." "That's not exactly reassuring,” Thea said. The goddess sighed. “I've been trying to figure out what I'm supposed to do. Information is difficult to find," Thea said.