Novel & Cerita Goddess Wife

Elika watched as the silence stretched out, her own anger boiling just below the surface as she willed her frame to heal with haste, wanting nothing more than to help the goddess who had attempted to uphold the honour in a dishonourable world. The goddess hastily snapped her head back towards the king of hell, her tone snarling with a sharp edge that Elika had not witnessed before; her frame strong and confident. “Yes, I may be your wife, but I am neither your servant nor slave and you will not treat me as one. And as your wife it is my job to council you on the decisions that you make and I am informing you that this is a bad decision. The child will crush you.”

Once she opened her mouth to say she has forgiven you that is it. Now Jeeta and Beauty are also your wives accept them do you hear? Yes, my Lord. Six months later your wife from the ocean god palace will come. And you shall be happy in your life as human. After chanting take your two wives and show the images in the other chambers that follow the second wife’s chamber.

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine

"Let me take a guess. Was your wife once a sacrifice for her villagers as a ritual for the prosperity of the village?" "Yes, exactly ...," Hugo's eyes widened, surprised to hear his guess hit the nail on the head. "You are right." "Then I'll continue to the next question. Who was the god or goddess that the village worshiped at that time?" "Goddess of prosperity, Áine." His eyes narrowed at once when he heard the name of the Celtic goddess he hated the most. One of the gods and goddesses who were selfish, proud, and enjoyed the humans who worshiped them. As if they were the ones who created all living things on this earth.

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.

"I am here." I held his gaze. I said: "The founding ground acknowledges the partner. Zane Ashford is witness. His function is structural. His standing is formal. His presence is permanent." I paused. "I, Aria Vale, Chosen of the Moon Goddess, anchor of the founding ground, acknowledge the partner." I held his gaze. "You are not here because of what we are to each other." I paused. "You are here because of who you are." I paused. "There you are."

He kissed her neck and she gasped softly. “Do you love your wife?” Fiora asked. The question hit me like a knife. There was a long pause. Then Marcus laughed. “No, I don’t,” he said. “She’s useful,” he added. “She’s beautiful, smart, and has good genes. That’s all that matters.” I could barely breathe. “She was never meant to be more,” he said. “I married her to give me heirs and stay quiet. She hasn’t conceived for three years. I will discard her soon.”

After that she asked us if we agreed to unite under the official commandments of the gods, and we all said yes. “By my power as goddess of creation and mediator of the world, I bless you as husband and wife,” said the goddess, and at that moment there was a great cheer from the people. The gods gave us their blessing with power and vitality. “I love them,” I said to my mates. The infinity on our wrists grew larger, and vines began to sprout from the ends until they joined together and covered our wrists like a tattoo on a bracelet.

Faced with Forty-nine’s request, he introduced his other guests to him. He pointed at a woman who was dressed in a blue dress and sitting by his side. The woman was stunningly beautiful and exuded a charismatic aura. “She’s Yekaterina Larkspur, the Lord of the Tenth Universe and a Four-Power Macrocosm Ancestral God. She also happens to be my wife.” Hearing this, James was stunned. To think that the Lord of the Tenth Universe was Kallinikos’ wife! So, it seemed that the Ninth and Tenth Universes were a family.

Even Emily couldn't stop and stood up to retort, "How could your husband step up with other women outside!" "What do you mean?" The womans eyes widened in disbelief. "I... you know what I mean!" Emily was still young and didn't dare to easily conflict with others, but she was probably mad at the woman, too. "Everyone in the pack knows that your husband is with other women, but you are still deceiving yourself. So you are not favoured by the Goddess of the Moon! Unlike Irene, who is kind-hearted, the Goddess of the Moon will soon give her a loyal second mate."