Goddess Of War Novels & Stories

Facts about Athena Athena was the Goddess of War, the lady counterpart of ARES. She used to be the daughter of Zeus; no mother bore her. She sprang from Zeus’s head, full-grown and clothed in amour. According to Homer’s account in the Iliad, Athena was a fierce and ruthless warrior. In the Odyssey, she was irritated and unforgiving. In the route of the Trojan War, she struck Ajax with madness. Known for protecting civilized life, she used to be the Goddess of the City. According to some sources, Athena was praised for her compassion and generosity.

He turned away from her so she could only see his profile. Nyla had never considered her name before. Did regular humans think about why they were called humans? “No.” “Menhit is the goddess of war in ancient Egyptian culture,” he told her. “She was pictured as a lioness. Her name literally means ‘one who massacres.’”

They were the Gods of War of Somerland, legends made flesh. At the center of the formation stood Elysia Fang, the Goddess of War. Clad in formidable armor that gleamed like forged iron, she radiated a serene yet fearsome authority. Her intense gaze, hardened by countless battles, was tempered by her unwavering loyalty to Somerland.

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

Clang Clang Ting Ting The beautiful music of dread intensified as its beautiful sound began to muddle Athena's mind, sending her into a beautiful illusion of a vast and calm lake with a variety of animals and spirits beast drinking and mingling with each other at the lake shore. Athena was struggling to hold on to her concentration gritting her teeth. She can’t retreat with her flying ability because doing so will expose her body to the fierce attack from her opponent. On the other hand, she can’t push on either because the other party's rapid attack keeps her at bay with a precise force that prevents her neither to advance nor retreat and only leave her to defend herself and hang in mid-air

Hikaru added from the sidelines. " No, Rhane is the creator of Versions." Amber shook her head. " What?!" Manor and I exclaimed as we both poked our heads out of our huddle. " Yeah, a long time ago, long before the war of the gods for the one true god. The gods were having a cold war against each other. Asil Luna Goddess of Healing and Lexi Bathory God of Virtue against Exinious, God of War, and Helder Lord of the underworld. The only one that stayed neutral was Zagerust, the God of curiosity. He's the only one that remained friends of the two sides, but he was easily distracted by his curiosity that he couldn't stop the cold war." Amber started the tale with a nod.

I ask incredulously. “Enyo? That’s your wolf’s name?” She asks, and I respond with a nod. “The waster of cities… Interesting…” Luna Rachel trails off, a faraway look coming across her face. She then stands abruptly and heads over to the bookshelf in the office. “You know, in Greek mythology, Athena and Enyo were both daughters of Zeus. However, Enyo was a goddess of war and destruction, bringing fear to anyone against her on the battlefield. While Athena was a goddess of both wisdom and war, among other things. Almost like the opposite of what Enyo represented, and she was even feared by Enyo’s lover, Ares…” Luna Rachel trails off again as she flips through a

He released a fireball and threw it at Alectrona, but she just stopped it with her hand. Our warriors were gone. It was now just Alaric and me. This goddess didn't know how to play fair. She was indeed the goddess of darkness. I clenched my fist tightly as I held my sword hard. There was no way that Alaric and I could win this war now. "You think you can win this war, human?!" She laughed sarcastically. "And you, Alaric. I am giving you one last chance. Your fireball doesn't work on me. Your prowess is useless!" That enraged Alaric even more.

There was a woman covered in fire just like me. Was she my mother? "Don't keep me in suspense , what does the book say?" Noah asked. I took a deep breath reading the first sentence and the air left my body. I read the words out loud. "Hestia the goddess of fire was created to cause destruction to mankind." Was I a weapon just like her?

“Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.” “I see,” Asher nodded, “those are the ones still alive, right?” he asked and Alaric nodded. “Pardon me but how are you planning to go about the war with Ramiel? Sorry, Mariah told me your story,” he added when he saw Alaric’s shocked gaze. “Oh, she did.”