Goddess Olivia Blake Novels & Stories

MOON GOODNESS Looking down at the young princess about to become queen, the moon goddess felt a swell of pride. This girl perfectly embodied the kindness and strength of the supernatural race she had created. She never hesitated to offer her gift, not even asking what it might cost her in return. Yet, the goddess knew she would soon be sad to see her lose that gift. Watching the princess grow and harness her potential had brought her joy. "You can’t take her powers. It’s Nikolai’s fault he’s struggling for control!" A voice interrupted, cutting through her thoughts. The goddess looked up to see Olivia, Logan’s mate, standing before her. Olivia had always been fearless, even when speaking to

“And I must also praise the Goddess for my mate and Luna, Olivia, who has brought so much to Lunaris Pack and to me personally. I call for the blessing of the Goddess on our child and on all those assembled here tonight.” I paused a beat then raised my glass a little higher. “Goddess bless Lunaris Pack!” “Goddess bless Lunaris Pack!” everyone echoed before drinking their toast. Looking at Olivia, I could see she was pleased, which made me prouder than I had ever been before, proud enough that I willfully ignored the faint hint of a shadow in her eyes. “Goddess bless Luna Olivia!” Orlando shouted, and though it took a second for everyone to get over their surprise, the call was taken up in go

, she said, “You shouldn’t have mentioned that name goddess.”, Olivia said calmly, looking at the young girl who had just turned into her. “You hate me that much?”, the goddess said, as Olivia Emma, moved closer to the goddess. “You know how many corpses I’ve had to bury because of you , so called goddess.”, she yelled this time, her claws shaping it out had been a long while, since she had used them, and this goddess who looked like her exact replica, “I do not understand, you wanted them dead didn’t you?”, the goddess added, “I’ll only grant your wishes Olivia, I shall not do more or any less than that.”.

She walked over to her maid, reached out, and gently dried the tears from Trisha’s face before wiping her own. "I am done crying, Trisha," Olivia said, her voice dropping into a steady, fierce whisper. "I am going to fight back. Harder and stronger than ever before." Yara let out a dark, approving howl. Olivia knew the truth now. She had never stolen anyone's place. She was the rightful Luna, the true daughter of Mike Hawthorne. Her father must have kept her betrothed's name a secret to protect her from the evil vultures lurking in the shadows, knowing how naive she used to be back in Silvermoon.

I raised my head and looked at Godiva, who was exhaling. I pulled Godiva to cling to me and then kissed her back. Half my breath was with her. For the perfect mating moment, I inserted mine into hers. Pumping her with my hips, I felt every momentum of our movements coming together. I pounded my cock until I heard Godiva’s moan mixed with my name. So melodious that Blake reappeared. [Silver wolf, rare, and her name is also Godiva.] [Good, I’ll continue my lineage with her. For moon goddess grace, our Luna is the most important thing in our lives.] I ended my conversation with Blake.

he says as he gestures to me. “Me? What did I do?” “You are mated to Natalie. A descendant of the goddess herself, your energy source is off the charts,” he explains. Oh, right. That makes sense. “You know, this is still so unbelievable to me,” Steven remarks. “How does a goddess have a mortal baby?” Shit. That question. I was hoping it wouldn't come up. I take in a deep breath before turning to him, avoiding looking at Harvey. “That is because the goddess became a mortal for her lover,” I answer.

What if there was truth buried under her venom? Phones went up. Screens glowed. Someone whispered not-so-quietly, “Oh my God, this is going to be everywhere.” Olivia circled me, her eyes glittering with triumph. “Look at you,” she said, disdain dripping from her tone. “Playing dress-up, pretending you belong. Walking around like you’re the lady of the house.” She laughed, sharp and hollow. “Newsflash, I am still Mrs. Blackwood. You? You’re a distraction. A mistake he’ll eventually erase.”

"But I don't know how to stop feeling this way." Olivia knew what it was like to have something terrible happen and discover that surviving the event didn't mean your mind simply moved past it. After someone tried to kill her, nightmares followed her for months. Ethan eventually connected her with Isaac, one of New York's best therapists—and one of his close friends. "I'm more than certain Isaac can help you," Olivia said. "I'll text him tonight." She squeezed my hand. "And I'll personally take you to see him." I nodded.

"And this is the best image I’ve produced in years." Olivia finally looked and for a moment she forgot to breathe. She lay against the black marble like a queen draped in moonlight, the Eclipse necklace spilling blue-white fire across her throat and collarbone. Every diamond seemed alive underthe lights, but somehow they weren't the first thing anyone would notice. Her eyes were. They burned with intelligence and challenge. She looked like the kind of woman who would let a man fall hopelessly in love with her, only to smile while she destroyed him.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast