Goddess Of Vampires Novels & Stories

“Your siblings?” “Eris and Moros. She is the Goddess of Strife. She causes mayhem wherever she goes. She is apparently really stirring up the other realm. My brother Moros is the God of Doom. He drives mortals to their deaths. He can also drive various creatures as long as the aren't strong of will. My brother, Hypnos and I are going to stop them.” “How would a vampire have gotten a God and Goddess to do his dirty work for him?”

So far in my visit here, I hadn’t seen another living soul and wondered if she was always here alone or if there were other Gods and Goddesses around. “Are you here all alone?” I asked letting my curiosity get the better of me. “Mostly,” she replied. “There are others like me and I see them on occasion but we each have our own place and are required to keep track of our charges. Typically, I only see my “sister” Hecate. Before she granted me the powers of a Goddess to create my own race, she herself created a race to worship her. Being a Moon goddess, those she formed were bound to her will by binding them to the moon, I believe you know them as vampires. We often get together to discuss the

Adelina tries to protest but gives in, “okay, I will help attain the magic to help princess Avisa.” “But your majesty….” One of the elders tries to warn her but she is stopped. “Don’t tell her, she will be disappointed,” one of the elders says, “how are we to tell her that the Goddess always favors vampires in each war?” It was evident in the previous war, though vampires were in the wrong for hunting down sirens for their blood. The Goddess still gave vampire assistance from witches and warlocks to work against sirens, giving vampire potions and performing spells that weakened sirens.

The older vampire had unusual eyes and he watched me intently. "The werewolf turned into a Lycan vampire hybrid that became a Goddess. The very female that was responsible for having the moon Goddess herself reach out to the vampire Elders to form a treaty. My dear, you are a world changer and the mother of my son's mate. I am honored to be in your presence," he said firmly. I was gushing with all his praise. Feeling unworthy I shook his offered hand and told him I was once a branded slave and showed him my number.

Hecate let go of her cheek and glided back from her. "Us?" Willow asked confused as she only had recognized her presence alone. Hecate opened her arms as the mirage around her disappeared and two women took up the space at her side. To her left was a woman in a teal robe with a crescent moon headdress decorating her silver hair. Then to the right of her was another woman with brunette hair wrapped up in braid with silk intertwined. She wore a flowing short skirt, a quiver strapped to her thigh and a bow slung across her shoulder. A pair of hounds sat at her feet, their ghostly eyes frightening yet compelling. Willow could only stare again as the Goddesses showed themselves to her. The Triple

I could see the question marks in his eyes behind those lean glasses. “Well, I never asked you. Do you know anything about the Goddess? Like anything special? Anything unique or…” I stopped. It wasn’t easy at all. It was damn hard. Viviana urged me to enquire. She didn’t tell me what to ask exactly. I never thought I would question the Gods. I never felt the need to. Since the day werewolves are born, they are taught that Moon Goddess is the Holy and divine power. She is a mother, a nurturer, and a power source. She blesses everyone with happiness and mates.

I interjected, forcing away the image of lightening, of a tree, of a lump – “the Moon Goddess?” He barked out a short laugh, one that spoke more of surprise than humour. “You don’t know?” I shook my head, forgetting that he couldn’t see me. “Who is she?” “The Moon Goddess is in charge of mates. I thought – well – you’re a creature of the night, and vampires have mates, too. I just assumed you’d know this already.” “Humour me,” I said dryly. “I don’t. Tell me about her?”

- The moon Goddess of the werewolves, created them after the creation of the lycans. She transformed evil brainless creatures, created by the god of death, into extraordinary, intelligent, and faithful creatures, capable of extraordinary things. We were created by the same god of death, and the first vampire and father of us all only had one function, to terrorize the living and be insatiable in his hunger. The gods gathered and everyone who survived the attack of the first creature was transformed into vampires. All the original purebloods had their origins in the terror that this creature caused... but there is no one left from that era. The last two were Dracula's and Vlad's grandfather.

or so Nick had called her, “As a deity, nothing else is unique about Proserpina other than being close to her divine father and being the patron goddess of the monster mercenaries.” “Wait. She’s your patron goddess?” Harry blurted out. “Sort of,” Nick shrugged casually, like this was already common knowledge, “She likes helping our cause, like a lot or I guess she just has a thing for hunting down monsters…” Those bright silver eyes gleamed, knowingly, “…especially vampires.” That was all his mate was known for? A father's prized daughter, a patron goddess to the monster mercenaries and now–some sort of a notorious vampire hunter? Somehow, the more he knows about her, his mate just keeps get

“The bitch whose name shouldn't be said aloud aside, what if this woman you're showing interest to is a werewolf? This isn't me being against you. You of all people know she can't stay in this pack house and live. Everyone, most particularly, those who had lost their families, loved ones, and homes to werewolf attacks, wouldn't spare her. As your beta and one of your advisors, you can't protect her from all the pains she'd encounter, Damon. It's either you take action now that the news of her being that hadn't spread.” Seth resumed walking to the door. “The Deltas called for a meeting, and I need to be there to relay every piece of information we discussed back to you, " he said. I nodded, w