Goddess Zoerina Novels & Stories

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

I began, again no interruptions, just silence. "Zelena is the last known female descendant of Selena, the first chosen daughter of the Goddess. She bears the mark of the Moon Goddess and harnesses her powers as well. Zelena is the newborn Triple Goddess”.

I felt all eyes burning into me, waiting for the answer to his question. “Zelena is the last known descendant of Selena, the first chosen daughter of the Goddess. She bears the mark of the Moon Goddess and harnesses her powers as well. Zelena is the new Triple Goddess” There were multiple gasps and muffed swears, and then a deafening silence. None of them would dare challenge my word now, but it would still be difficult for them to believe. “You are sure?” Rex asked.

I asked, intrigued. Closing her book, Allorah moves closer to the table. “How do I explain? You see, we beings had a body, but one that was given to us by the goddess. This is a copy of that body. And what I mean by aura is that we had this aura that glow like a hue around us, one that showed our powers,” Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.”

Yet, the very same dark skin is as smooth as silk. Her skin has a shine to it and many believe she has diamonds beneath her skin or, that she was simply, God's favourite. Her lips are full and shaped, unlike those she is surrounded by with thin pink lips that disappeared when they attempted on chewing their bottom lip. Her beauty was beyond words and beyond definition... It is said that if you looked into her eyes, you fell in love with her and if she smiled at you, you would collapse from being acknowledged by a Goddess. She was untainted, she was the most intelligent, she was the most beautiful, she was the most powerful and she was human.

I look to see if she is mated but her head is clean, no white tattoos, but her arms are covered in red. “She’s a warrior,” I gasp. She wears a woven bandeau across her chest from flexible tree branches to display her tattoos and a nicely crafted short sword at her side. She walks with confidence. I was immediately taken with this warrior goddess. “Ah my daughter, Mera; come, come, come,” Zoe said waving her over. I was at a loss for words. I bowed at the waist, clasped her hand in mine and said. “Nice to make your acquaintance,”.

he said, skeptical. Saelin barked a short derisory laugh, one he noticed was directed at herself and not the prophecy she had just recited. "Yes," she answered. "They all think me a vessel for Rin." Sethlzaar's brows furrowed. "Rin?" "The goddess of war," she explained. "The stories say she once came to fight an evil that was to bring death to Ayla and won, but the evil had failed to be vanquished. Then she had possessed a whisper of her powers but if she inhabits her vessel she can bear down her full might should the evil return."

Now that the throne was set in place, what was left was Zehelina's arrival. Everyone kept staring in the direction they expected her to come through. But surprisingly, Zehelina came from the other direction walking by herself, looking more confident than ever, clothed in a strapless leopard skin top that stopped just below her belly button, and a black mid-thigh-length fur skirt that proclaimed her exquisite legs and feminine shape. Her hair had been woven into seven big braids with five kobicha-coloured beads -big and small and of various shapes and sizes- each fastened at the burnt tips.

She added and Adira’s eyes widened the more in terror. “Who you saw in your dream is the moon goddess, she showed herself to you and the punishment, looks like she’s displeased with you,” Adira tried her best to explain, she knew who it was because herself and Clarissa had once had similar encounter with the goddess, “we need to summon the priest later tonight and offer some sacrifice to appease her. This is a bad omen, what did you do?” She asked and Valerie could hear the fear in her voice which only made her fear too.

He said handing them to me. I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first. The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame "When the moon weeps in silver tears, Where silence echoes through the years, And five fangs causes her pain, A child shall rise, with fire in her veins, Her soul alight, with shadowed blade, She shall walk paths where many fear,