Goddess Wife Novels & Stories

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.

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.

A small handwritten note had been added beneath the final clause. Her eyes narrowed. “This wasn't in the original contract.” Damien's expression changed. Sophia pointed at it. “What does this mean?” Damien looked at the note. For the first time since he had entered the café, his confidence disappeared. Sophia slowly read the words aloud. “The wife must never investigate the circumstances surrounding Richard Reed's downfall.” Her blood ran cold. She looked at Damien. “What does my father have to do with our marriage?” Damien said nothing but his silence made Sophia's heart began pounding.

He said try to reassure her that all way fine. “…So I won't be hiding you anymore." He sighed and then smiled at her a little helplessly. "And besides, I don't think I can stop you at all even if I tried to. You have reach a height of gods, who can stop a god?" Nicklaus chuckled at his own words, knowing that what he said was true. His wife now was the queen of the phoenix witch, a queen of Silver moon and a supreme leader of all witch races and as well as his wife.

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."

Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he groaned. "God, I love your tits. So much better than—" "Shut up," Maribel hissed, cutting him off. "Don't wake her." But Adrian kept going, kept squeezing, kept moving, and I watched from the shadows of the balcony as my fiancé fucked my best friend on the couch where we watched movies together. The scene was familiar. Horribly, devastatingly familiar. Like déjà vu, except I knew exactly why. I'd walked in on this before. In my first life, at the estate, the positions were different. The location was different.