Goddesses Of Revenge Novels & Stories

"For now, it is time. Time to put your revenge into your own hands, time to reclaim everything they stole from you, your legacy, your name, your future, and perhaps, even uncover the truth about your past." He turned to leave, dismissing the maids with a nod, leaving me alone once more with the dresses, I turned and looked at my reflection in the mirror, the old Chiara was dead, yes. But Viviana Marino? Viviana Marino was about to be born, and her first act would be to tear down the world of those who had wronged her, brick by carefully placed brick. Tonight, the game began.

She points at him and we all move back as Selene’s energy bursts forward. The Goddess of vengeance and wrath. Standing in her place. We drop to our knees and bow low to her. Our wolves submitting to their Goddess, not wanting to take her wrath. Selene is not only loving but is very vengeful and right now that vengeance is pointed at her brother.

Others tried to fight back, but I tightened my grip, breaking bones as easily as snapping twigs. One of the sea warriors broke free, rushing toward me with a blade glowing blue. Before he could swing, I waved my hand, and the earth beneath him shot up like a spear. It impaled him clean through the chest, lifting him off the ground. Blood dripped down the sharp pillar of stone as his eyes dimmed. Then I raised my head , and the actual enemies of the night were walking forward. The three goddesses that this war was against. Calypso, Lyraxys and Calantha.

I was going to kill them all. I held up my hands, faking surrender as the ground shook Beneath my feet, my power surfacing once more, empowering me more than ever before. I could feel the moon goddess cheering me on, as though Selene herself was witnessing this battle. Telling me to win. I threw my power forward, and with a gust of wind and several cries of agony, the rogues were withering on the ground, crying and screaming as their bodies failed them, their bones shattering and crumbling within their bodies. I was crushing them from the inside out, ensuring that they would never hurt another souls again. they picked on the wrong pack.

Upon closing his eyes there was the image that kept plastering in his vision and that image was the image of the gorgeous young woman he saved earlier 'So her name was Iris. It was a name for a lost goddess and it only depicts her appearance. She’s a lost goddess inside the market. Though, I think whatever happens afterward will be forgotten by her. She’ll surely forgot that there was someone who had touched her body because of the side effect of the one she took. I knew that because I had knowledge of those. The only thing that I know first is the meaning of the prohibited medicine and it’s side effect, but never the scent of it. It’s just knew to me that, people have something upon their s

The ancient stranger who brought me here frowned and said, "You have to stop calling yourself that. I do believe that you’re made for power. You cannot continue being called a name that was associated with the weak you. You're more than that. You're a queen, the one who fought for us." Okay, okay. At this point I was so confused. What queen? And I fought for them? I really needed explanation. The creature, the Goldren as the others call him, looked up, eyes gleaming with reverence. "My Queen, no matter which form you take, we will always recognise you. You are Erin, our creator, our goddess. We exist because of you." My breath caught. Creator? Goddess? ______ _The Red Moon Pack._ The dark sk

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

"Remember that you are being played in my hands. I can even reject the two of you if I want to. So, who says that I am powerless?" Thaddeus growled while Theodore wanted to chime in. I turned to him and held his face, caressing it as if doing that would let him calm down. "I am the Goddess of Gallant and Retribution. If I want to, I can even avenge myself for marking me without my permission." My hand crawled to grab a handful of Theodore's hair, coercing him to look at me. "But I didn't." "Kasumi..." Theodore groaned slightly as his chest was rising up and down, hearing him gulping.

"It is. You know, child. Strength is enough to bring all enemies to their knees, but it is not enough to quell the vengeance in their hearts. These lords have seen their sons and fathers slaughtered and tortured. And their wives have borne illegitimate children from their enemy. That kind of grudge cannot be paralysed by the fear of a sword swung, and will be passed on to the next bloodline." "The cycle of hatred." "You are clever. You know, if the grudge is unbearable, they will unleash it, creating another war for the sake of revenge. But revenge is a form of seeking justice too. The wise Kingsley knows this." "What has all this to do with you?" "My name is Eirene, I am the goddess of tran

The memory of her baby's innocent face, cold and lifeless in her arms, gave her strength she had never known before. As she stood there, a lone figure against the backdrop of the moon, Aline's vow of revenge echoed through the clearing. The winds carried her determination, her pain, and her newfound power – a power that would soon shake the foundations of the very pack that had underestimated her for far too long.