Novel & Cerita Goddess Of Gambling

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

“You may pretend you’re a goddess, but you are nothing—insignificant. Nothing will save you or the one you love. You cannot defeat Mahishasura, King of Demons. Ask Kaplan—he’s dying under the demon’s touch.” Jaiyana’s golden eyes flared, spilling light like a drawn blade, and for a moment her face softened, betraying the fear she carried for Kaplan. Then her resolve hardened, folding that fear into steel. “You’re wrong,” she snapped, her voice ringing with authority and quiet menace. “I am not what you call a goddess—I am something worse for you. And Kaplan does not die while I can still reach him.” Her words hung in the air like a promise, chilling the space around Mahisar more than any sho

Gianna stood up, stepping closer to Phoenix. " By the way, nice macaroni you got here " She smirked. " Back to our story. The Goddess I am talking about is none other than, Melinoe, Queen, and Goddess of Panic and Terror...my mother " Gianna finally dropped the bomb and it exploded loud in Phoenix's head making her eyes enlarge in great shock.

Make big bucks? Lester knew what she was talking about and smiled indifferently. He smacked Gigi’s round bottom and teased, “Make big bucks? How big? Bigger than you, Gigi?” “Ah! You’re so naughty!” Gigi swatted away Lester’s hand and said, “I’m serious, Lesty! “There’s a new gambling den downstairs. It’s a simple game of Grand Hazard. There are no tricks and no fancy stuff. It’s just a 50-50 chance, and the odds are one-to-one. If you win, you get double the amount you bet.

The sleek, black building was shaped like an S and was topped with a huge ass golden cobra head, which the VIPs on the penthouse level got the pleasure of viewing the city through the cobra’s eyes. Amber had gotten that same pleasure a few times, as she was a club favorite. She was a highly requested Goddess of the Circus Room and got pulled to private suites on a nightly basis. Now landing a private booking with a VIP was a trickier endeavor, though one she had achieved more than any other Goddess working on her level. Not to brag or anything. The big money came from the big fishes. Every Goddess and Page-the male equivalent of the Goddess- in the club was out to hook a big fish.

Anna thought while stunned. Anna, who is called the Goddess of a thousand mammoths because of her extraordinary strength. Devora, on the other hand, is called the Soul Goddess because of her beauty and ability to remove souls from the bodies of others. By using her black power. She can instantly destroy the soul of anyone she touches or paralyze it, so that her victim's body will be unable to move. She can also move around to different places like a ghost so others call her Ghost princess. They were the two goddesses who had been the left and right hands of one of the powerful kings of their time, and they had been faithful and wonderful when it came to carrying out the orders of superiors.

said Iris the Goddess of the rainbow and messenger of the Gods, as she felt tension building around the twins. "We didn't come down here to have a fight so you better shut your mouth Nemesis," said Hecate the Goddess of magic, crossroads, and ghosts, using a serious and threatening tone. "Tsk," Nemesis said then grinned. "I apologize for my sister's rudeness," said Tyche the Goddess of good luck and fortune, then smiled sweet. "It's okay," said Zyrene and forced a smile that made Klein suddenly looked at Zyrene for what she said. Klein would have objected when Zyrene gives Klein a warning look.

Author's Note Hi my lovely readers,it's my prayer that you are all good. I appreciate those who have joined me on this journey of my emotionless Goddess.I have decided to make a few changes to the characters to make the story more spicy..our Miranda has Just turned into a seductress... We shall have others too. Stay tuned and see what graces us next. Don't forget to check my other two stories here: seducing My Heartless Husband and Lucifer's redemption.

“Speak.” *** Isabella approached the cauldron and, with the tip of a blood-stained dagger, drew an ancient symbol in the air. The purple smoke followed it, dancing in spirals with almost conscious movements. “There is only one Goddess who has no mercy,” her voice came dense, almost whispered, as if it carried the weight of centuries. “Morrigan. She does not choose out of compassion… She chooses through chaos and justice. Through imposed balance.” Alexei frowned, eyes fixed on the sinister dance of the smoke.

“Be careful with your bet. All bets are taken seriously here. Be sure your wager is recorded as you mean it.” Aphrodite rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “I, Aphrodite, the goddess of love, hereby wager 300 souls on Selene for the win,” Aphrodite smirks at Poseidon as he turns green. Selene looks around the arena. Many of her fellow overlooked gods and goddesses are smirking, seeing big bad Poseidon squirm. “Don’t go cheating now, Uncle,” Apollo tease him. “If you do, you know you will lose all bets. So, on second thought. Lose, dear Uncle,”