Goddess Of War Novels & Stories

At seventy-three, her physical body was fragile, requiring Zane’s constant presence, but in the grid, she was a titan. Grandmaster, Aria’s voice hummed in my mind, a gentle ripple across the dark water. Chosen, I transmitted, my psychic voice heavy with the guilt of what I was about to ask the world to do. I broke the peace. We have to fight again. I expected disappointment. I expected the woman who had sacrificed everything to end the wolf wars to mourn the return of violence. Instead, I felt a wave of profound, maternal warmth.

I start backtracking to the beginning. What was my purpose? Why did I get bestowed such a mighty and wonderful whites wolf such as Sunny? What is the real purpose of this war? Where are the gods in all this? What of Rhea? Hermes and everyone else say I carry her spirit. She is the mother of the first generation of the Olympian gods. That definitely makes her much more powerful. So what is her role in all this? With that much power, can she just not stop this war? What of Seraphim? She is quite a strong angel. What is her purpose in all this?

“Have you thought of any other way to get Zoe and Guii to aid us in this war? Dunn asked. I sigh; that's all I could think about, winning this war, being the chieftain that wins the war that has been going on for thousands of years. I shake my head and look off into the distance. I notice the crowd has dwindled down since I interrupted Dunn’s play time. I walk over to the statue and trace the outline of Netta with my fingertips. It’s a beautiful image of the goddess. She stood surveying our lands. Behind her stood the Sung tree, she held twin ice daggers by her side. Wind blew pink Sung petals around and they glided through the air. The warrior goddess looked so at peace. I envied her. Her

Jonas asked proudly as he raised a brow. "This young woman here, Doris, has a very big impact on the safety of the entire werewolf kingdom. She plays a very big role when it comes to wars that involve the werewolf kingdom. It is because of her that the werewolf kingdom remained undefeated and it was only after her disappearance that we began to suffer defeat and other kingdoms were able to penetrate us. She has been the leader of the Reapers who had led them to many victorious wars. She is the Goddess of War. Doris had also made effective contributions to the growth of the werewolf kingdom. These and so many other reasons why she deserved to be an elder, and w

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?

“I may be in Gold, but I still hear about you slaying forty men, losing control in this war. You need to repent. You’re like death itself—and not in a way to be proud of.” I focus on my food. No wonder he’s already drinking. “Life is sacred,” she says. “You value the baby inside Elena, but dismiss the lives you take. Those souls belong to the Goddess.” “My soul is fine,” Vanda says. I glance up. “The Goddess says nothing against war. In fact, I’m doing great. I have an army, my mate, a child on the way. Revenge, too." Corrine sets down her silverware. “If you say so."

After drying myself up, Sarah had already prepared my clothes, a gown, and a coat on the bed. "No training today?" I asked. "Not after what happened yesterday. Everyone is still on edge," Sarah said. The gown seemed like a formal occasion. "Are we having visitors over?" I asked. "The alpha decided it's time for you to get examined by the priestess." "Priestess?" I laughed. "You people have high priests here too? I thought it was just a myth." "Yes, we do have priestesses and priests. They are the ones that help us consult with our deities. It's the same thing with humans consulting the help of their gods with pastors, imams, rabbis, and all that," she lectured me.

NOT good. The screaming, shouting and yelling began. The house leaders were standing up, shaking fingers and launching threats at one another. Me? I was trying to recall who Ishara was. She eventually became Ishtar, Goddess of War. In the Old Kingdom Hittite she was also the Goddess of Oaths, Love and Medicine. The only three people at the table not going nuts where St. Marie, Hayden and the woman at her side. That woman was looking at her tablet intently. Once more the group reached consensus and I was still boned. I was still a male, so my lineage meant nothing. I wasn't part of the Host. Hayden took another deep breath, acknowledging this second decision.

Alice answered after a while. "So you weren't with Alastair then ... " Nick and I have known Alice for a long time. There are only a few Valkyries in this world, maybe around fourteen, maybe less. No one knows for sure. Valkyrie is the goddess of war who lived for hundreds of years, they were born from human parents or Volder. No one knows how someone could be chosen and born into this world as a Valkyrie. Many of us wanted the power of the Valkyries and hunted them down, but of course nothing worked. In the first place, the chances of encountering a Valkyrie were extremely slim ... perhaps seven billion versus fourteen? Second, nothing can beat them. Valkyrie

Bill replied with a big smile. Cassandra replied with a light laugh. She really didn't expect Bill to have a witty side that made her love him even more. She also never thought that William Mackenzie, her once underestimated husband, would turn out to be a great war general. However, in fact, his greatness did not make him big-headed and even inferior. Since then, the legend's life had been filled with business and his small family. Nonetheless, William Mackenzie would always be remembered as the most powerful god of war ever in Ans De Lou Kingdom.