Goddess Of The Stars Novels & Stories

The star goddess appeared out of thin air, provoking a gasp from Faye, "But you are both so frustrating. Well, especially Emris." Faye swallowed, "Who are you? And where am I?" The star goddess grinned, "To everyone else, I'm the goddess of the stars. But to you, my dear Haemera, I'm Nymirra." Faye's eyes narrowed as she observed Nymirra's appearance, and they went wide, "Who...are you?" "Silly!" Nymirra giggled, floating off the ground and playfully flying around Faye, "I just told you, keep up."

"Then let’s begin." She gestured for Lena to take her place among the circle of runes carved into the earth. The moment Lena sat down, the space around her vibrated as though with some force. Celeste knelt beside her, palm hovering above Lena's heart. "The power of the Moon Goddess is based on your feelings," Celeste said. "That is your hurts, your rage, your love-all of them are the energy. But you have to be careful very much. Once you lose yourself in that then probably will not be better than the creatures we oppose to."

“They say the halo is a blessing from the Goddess of Fate—a light that keeps seers from being torn apart by the currents of time.” I frowned slightly. “The Goddess of Fate? But I thought witches worshipped Satan.” Eira chuckled under her breath. “Most do. However, not everyone shares this belief. Some of us… Some believe in other powers. These include the Goddess of Fate, the Old Ones, and the stars. It’s similar to how your kind refers to the Moon Goddess; they use different names but convey the same concept. We all just reach for something we hope is listening.”

I will do anything for her. “My name is Allorah and I’m a Goddess. I’m not a human, just my body. My soul and mind belong somewhere else,” Allorah said. I looked at her in shock. A goddess? I chuckled like I was crazy. “A goddess?” I repeat as I massage my temple, “This is absurd.” “I know…” Allorah said with pain in her eyes. I averted my gaze from her. Was she being real?

The he dropped his hands, and placed his finger under his chin once more in that exaggerated thinking gesture. “Except maybe praying to Titania.” He added after some thought. “Titania?” Phoenix asked. I was surprised at his question. I had asked Oisin a similar question myself and he told me she was a goddess honored by the Fae. That showed that Phoenix didn’t know as much about the Fae as I had suspected at first. “She is the goddess of the stars.” He explained. Phoenix nodded as if this made perfect sense. “And she saved you?” He asked.

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.

A tale about the Moon Goddess: Here is one about the Moon Goddess and her love for lycan, or man that got her blessing. In the realm of celestial beings, where gods and goddesses held dominion over the forces of the universe, there existed a radiant deity known as Luna, the Moon Goddess. She was a figure of ethereal beauty, her luminous silver hair cascading like moonlight, and her eyes shimmering with the wisdom of the ages.

“But she… she is a bridge, not ruin. Even if she bleeds to open the path.” Sasha looked at her from the side, his jaw tense, but that serene presence calmed him. “You feel it too, don’t you?” She nodded slightly, a small smile on her lips. “It is as if the stars are holding their breath. And when she spoke… they listened.” Alexei murmured something indecipherable, eyes wide, an ancient oath or simply a curse. And the Oracles, seized by the ecstasy of chaos, raised their hands one last time: “She is Goddess.”

Stella’s Soul, on the other hand, was crafted by its namesake—the Goddess Stella, the one who makes the stars twinkle every night and the weaver of dreams. The other goddess, the youngest one, is the one who gives us protection and our wealth. Aurora, the Dawn Goddess and the lady who gives hope. She is also our love deity, the giver and watcher of the sweet and truest kind of love. Selena is the one who rules the domain of bodily desires such as sex and the likes. Stella, on the other hand, is more of the familial kind of love—the friendship weaver and the family binder. And these three are the ones who make the werewolves in the twenty-first century prevail to exist. Mortals only know them

The mowngry tugged at the sleeves of his dress, urging him to come. The golden-haired maiden turned towards Khailis’ direction. “I think we’ve got company.” Feeling a little embarrassed for hiding herself even though she did not mean to, Khailis was about to emerge from behind the tree. She looked around for Gavil, but he had already walked before her towards the golden-haired maiden, bowing down his feline head. “Greetings to the celestial gods of the earth, God Templar and Goddess Freya!” Goddess Freya was in reference to Shia, so this maiden-like divinity must be God Templar - The God of Fire and Sun?! But, how can the fiery Fire God look so... womanly?