Goddess Of The Stars Novels & Stories

My head turns to see a women standing by the door, her long straight black hair and pale skin standing out against the beige behind her as she sends a smile my way. “You are Geminie Starlite, Daughter of Maverick Starlite - Alpha of the Norther Snow - and Lisandra - our current Moon Goddess.” … “Let me get this straight.” I start, running my fingers through my greasy hair and cringing at the feel of my locks. I am in desperate need of a shower but with my mind racing a million thoughts, I need to sort out the information I had just learnt first.

Overhead, the stars shone clear and bright, and though the moon goddess had only once appeared to him at dawn, on the foothills across this very city, though she might be little more than a strange, mighty being from another world, he offered up a prayer anyway. Then, he had begged Mala to protect his brother from Kera when they entered Asgorn to give him strength and guidance, and to let him walk out alive. Then, he had begged the goddess to let him remain with Adolpha, the woman he loved. The goddess had been little more than a sunbeam in the rising dawn, and yet he had felt her smile at him. Tonight, with only the cold fire of the stars for company, he begged her once more.

He entrusted the world to his favorite daughter, Herastia, also known as Hera, who was the goddess of the sky and was now the queen goddess of the Beastman World and Nirvana. The twin gods Lux and Gau both fell in love with her and begged the Supreme Being day and night to allow them to be Hera's spouses. They were then turned into minor gods and asked to duel one another. Their powers were not yet altered, but their names were engraved in their souls as a mark of their identity as minor gods, removing the divine prestige that was only vested in the gods. The divine prestige has an equivalent responsibility that is related to the power that a god or goddess possesses. The balance of the powe

Ruby let out a heavy sigh. “We did, but Jessica thought maybe there was more to it than just framing her. These ancient goddesses had magic and power in their own right, and she thinks maybe they were legends born of extremely powerful witches. Or maybe they’re actual goddesses that we can appeal to for our own magical needs.” I ran a hand through my hair. “Who did she think you were associated with, then?” “There’s a goddess named Vesta who is associated with the home hearth and an eternal fire.”

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

"By the time the spirits were strong enough to escape their prison, Goddess Enhui was no longer alive to stop them. Humanity was plunged into chaos. But just when all hope seemed lost, another rose to take her place." "Goddess Athena," the words slipped from my lips before I could stop them. That is the owner of the body I was in, no wonder everybody is so obsessed with her.

Astraea. That name was given to me years ago when I first entered this world. In Greek mythology, Astraea meant star-maiden or starry night. She was the goddess of justice, innocence, purity… symbols of hope and fairness. Chief once told me that was how he saw me, even when I was just ten years old—just a child, chosen among many, groomed to be a weapon for the future.

The moment Zoe’s eyes closed, she was transported to a realm that felt both ethereal and grounding, as if she were standing at the edge of the universe itself. Above her, the sky swirled with shifting constellations, stars glimmering like fragments of an ancient story. Beneath her feet, a reflective surface mirrored the heavens, each step causing ripples of starlight to radiate outward. In the distance, two figures emerged, their presence commanding and radiant. One was cloaked in silvery light, her form exuding a serene, motherly aura. The other was darker, shadowy and fierce, her eyes gleaming like obsidian stars. The Moon Goddess and Nyx.

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

The first god Mayari approached did not hear her arrive. That was courtesy. That was a strategy. That was also fear, veiled as restraint. Tala, the goddess of the stars and Mayari’s sister, kept her vigil in a chamber that did not belong to any human geography. A floor of black glass held a basin of suspended constellations, each star pinned in place by a law older than language. She stood over it with her hands submerged to the wrists, fingers moving through the heavens like a woman sifting through ashes for something she once buried.