Goddess Of The Underworld. Novels & Stories

“Why ‘Hekate’? Why did you choose that as your codename?” Yuri sighed. “Why indeed?” she muttered, drawing circles in the sand by her right foot. “Hekate is the Greek Goddess of the Night. Thus, she is known as the Goddess of Witchcraft or the Goddess of Vengeance. That’s why I choose ‘Hekate’ as my codename.” Yuri sighed, tilting her head backwards to see the moon in the sky.

to represent both the intimate nature of their relationship and their shared agricultural duties. In her role as Queen of the Underworld, she was known by many titles, including “The Pure One,” “The Venerable One,” and “The Great Goddess.” It is likely that she was given these names because she was feared by humans who knew her to be a ruler of the Underworld. The greater (and nicer) a name a god or goddess received, the more likely they were to be feared. The names were thought to appease the feared gods and goddesses in some way.

“I love it here with you and the others. I mean, it seems so unfair that I should have survived as an omega, while Eva and Sara were both…” His voice drops. "It seems so arbitrary," she says finally. I've never heard that word before, but I can tell that Orchid tastes bad in the mouth. "It's the way of the Source," I say. Orchid nods and snuggles into my embrace. For a few minutes she is quiet, then speaks again. "I'd like to go see her." "See who?" I ask. "Eve," she says. "I would like to go see where she is buried."

Tears burned in her eyes, and she struggled to hold them in. She was now wary of letting Shania hug her, but her father’s words had taken the fight out of her. Shania touched my dress delicately, envy blazing in her eyes. But before she could say anything, Mina ushered her out, leaving the rest of the family to follow. She glanced at Atticus briefly and he gave her a genuine smile. She smiled back and walked out onto the porch. Mina stopped her before she could take another step. “Wait! You can’t step onto the bare ground. The moon goddess’s place is in the heavens. It is a bad omen if you touch the ground.” She declared.

Little girl, heavens have shown its mercy on you.. do you dare to accept it?? " a heavenly voice in mind asked her... "I will."the girl mumbled in the verge of death. "You will find people to protect. Your destiny is big..but the path you have to walk on is full of stones and brambles.. otherwise losing everything is easy enough... and you should remember ...Every time you love the wrong person you will have to bear the consequences..just like now.."

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.

Zeonen sneered. His mocking gaze, full of scorn and derision, seemed to ask Eradine if she thought herself better than the woman who was his fate, his destiny. The woman whose soul was tied to his by the Moon Goddess herself. Eradine covered her chest, her heart throbbing with pain, as her mouth filled with the sweet taste of fresh blood. The blow she suffered under his frosty and alien stare had caused her to bite her lips until she drew blood.

My eyes widen at what he is saying. “Gaia. Is his daughter. The Goddess of Hell, The Devil. The Harbinger of Death. When I said she has gone to Hell, I truly mean the underworld. She is the owner of this club and several others like it. Gaia is a Goddess and you think she is embarrassed. No! she is far from it.” I open and close my mouth with what Calista is telling us. When I hear a growl behind us. I shiver under it’s weight as I turn and see him. The God Fenrir.

Inside the little hemisphere that Laila has indicated is the Underworld, she draws a smaller circle, just below the surface. “The Deadlands,” she says, tapping this in turn. “Is where all the souls of the dead are kept – from all worlds – and the God of Death holds supremacy over that while the Goddess of Life mostly runs this upper world, though they both live here and Death is technically King of both.” “The Deadlands,” I murmur, my wolf perking up in my soul. I immediately think of Blythe – because that’s where he’d be, right? If he’s dead? “If they’re…beneath? How does one get there?”

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.