Novel & Cerita Goddess Of Revenge

A female voice said, it was soft and full of evil. He knew who it was and knew she hated fear, with the pain in his body he stood up, ignoring the shouts of his knees, a woman dressed in a black see through sari, stood elegantly in front of him, tall and voluptuous with a long dark hair, eyes sharp and black around the iris as her heart. "Herega, it is an honour" he said, Herega, the goddess of storms, third in the trinity of chaos that were the spawns of drador, chaos itself.

He didn't want anything that would destroy what we've been planning for years now. "No, I don't think it's a bad omen, in fact I think it is a good one. The moon goddess is showing me that she is with me as I exert my revenge on those that have offended me." I said with determination in my voice. "This is not the time for fear and doubt, we've come a long way for us to turn back, I know the moon goddess will help me fight the injustice that I had to go through years back. It is my time to become the avenger and you Fred will be my companion in this quest for revenge,"I said with a smirk on my face.

My eyes remained on her as she did this and there was no doubt in my mind that she had gone completely mad with revenge. Finally, the laughter stopped and her eyes now felt like they pinned me where I was sitting, “You have entrusted your soul to the Moon Goddess, I see, but she cannot help you with what I have instore for you and your mate. No one can, not even your mate, or his demon friend. My Goddess I worship now is more powerful and she has promised me the revenge I seek.”

"We need a god to answer our prayers and that’s why I called you all, to pray with me!" Flora had been quick to discover a prayer that promised to catch the attention of Hera, Zeus' wife and the goddess of the family and pregnant women. So we all began to repeat the words, in a ceaseless prayer for help. The goddess was known to be vengeful and strong, I hoped for these qualities to help save my wife and son.

*The Greek Mythology of Nemesis* Nemesis was the Greek goddess of vengeance, a deity who doled out rewards for noble acts and punishment for evil ones. The Greeks believed that Nemesis didn't always punish an offender immediately but might wait generations to avenge a crime. In English, nemesis originally referred to someone who brought just retribution, but nowadays, people are more likely to see animosity than justice in the actions of a nemesis.

She snapped at him, her eyes filled with rage. He stepped towards her. “Then you’re willing to stain your hands with blood. This is not the reason the moon goddess brought you back for a reason and it isn’t for revenge or hate, it is to set right the wrong that had been done for years and giving yourself over to hate and revenge will not end well for you.”

said Chloe but the deities were stunned when they saw Zyrene. "Ohhh! No wonder the story seems familiar. So it's you. One of the followers of Astrid the most pathetic goddess that ever lives. Is that story inspired from your Master's foolishness?" said Nemesis, the Goddess of revenge with a sarcastic tone. Zyrene and Klein clenched their fists because of the insult that Nemesis threw to the goddess they used to serve. "Nemesis stops it," said Iris the Goddess of the rainbow and messenger of the Gods, as she felt tension building around the twins.

Rose sat at the side and watched the person in front of her who sat with her legs crossed and her eyes closed. As if noticing another person's presence, Goddess of Light opened her eyes and was taken aback after she saw Rose. "You?! What are you doing here?!" She asked as she looked at Rose with hatred burning in her eyes. "To have my revenge!" Rose didn't speak more and hit the whip on her body taking the goddess of light unawares. "Ahhhh" Goddess of Light screamed as the whip drew flash blood on her body. "I realized that having revenge on my own is better than letting the Elders do it" Rose rolled the Whip ready to hit her again.

“I will.” *No. You only want to speak of the town and the war that’s to come. She needs to know the truth. All of it.* I feel the Goddess’s presence in the room with us. Strong. Calm. Comforting. Minos, the bull god, feels like utter mayhem and destruction. “No,” I say. “No, I can’t do that.” I have revolted against the gods. Many times. I don’t always follow their orders. And every time I've rebelled, the consequences had been unpleasant. The Goddess didn’t expressly tell me to keep Mara, but she told me to look after her.

Rama purred softly as he dozed off on the couch's curved back, where he had curled up to sleep. Raquel cast her eyes around the room and admired the paintings that hung on the walls as well as the figurines of the goddesses Morrigan, Hathor, and Vesta that adorned the mantel. Morrigan was the goddess of war and sorcery, while Hathor was the goddess of cunning. Vesta was the goddess of fire. The statue of Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic, which was almost as tall as she was and stood in the alcove next to the fireplace, was her favorite piece. It was good to be back in my own home. She had washed for a quarter of an hour, trying to wash away the stench of the Graysons' cellar as well as the