Greek Goddess Evil Novels & Stories

Lachlan took her hand and the sparks flooded her body. "Yes, I'm sure. How did you get into that space inside the closet?" He asked gently. Nyx looked around at the others and suddenly remembered what happened. "I had used my powers to make myself invisible and was standing outside the room when a young woman showed up. At first, I thought she was the woman who had shown me my room. However, she wasn't. I'm not completely sure but I believe she was Eris. She's the goddess of discord who loves to cause chaos. She's like a chameleon and she can change her form as needed. I believe she made herself look like the young woman who works here." Nyx tried to stand but felt weak so Lachlan lifted her

She backs away ready to leave and my mind is short-circuited thinking about the thousand ways in which the planet will turn around us and the thousand ways that I am going to fight it. "I am going to be Pandora once more while you are the Zeus who oversees the universe." -It will be a pleasure. -Surely yes. Secrets we all know how to hide. Some more than others. She already said it, she is the one that keeps the most evil within her, the one that has evil with her. I an expert in the cruelties that are not seen. We are two people capable of everything, we were born from evil, to govern evil, and be evil. We are the villains the world doesn't know exist, but at some point they will, not today

Rama purred softly as he dozed off on the couch's curved back, where he had curled up to sleep. Raquel cast her eyes around the room and admired the paintings that hung on the walls as well as the figurines of the goddesses Morrigan, Hathor, and Vesta that adorned the mantel. Morrigan was the goddess of war and sorcery, while Hathor was the goddess of cunning. Vesta was the goddess of fire. The statue of Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic, which was almost as tall as she was and stood in the alcove next to the fireplace, was her favorite piece. It was good to be back in my own home. She had washed for a quarter of an hour, trying to wash away the stench of the Graysons' cellar as well as the

And she felt vulnerable. “Blessed by the goddess, Eleanor had the power to seduce any man that she chooses. Not just man, but even women, children, animals, and even gods…” The priest’s gaze deepened; his left eye was reflecting the fiery fire at their side. “Geneva was given the power to manipulate fire. And that’s what she used to protect herself and win every fight. And you… Kaliyah was granted the power to see the future. It’s your gift from the goddess.” “A gift? Or a curse?” Kaliyah hides her balled fists under the table, angered that she had confirmed her assumptions. “I believe, it’s the later since having that power means also to be used. Right?”

:Fuck you,: I teased with a smile. He finally stopped in front of a shelf. The label on the side read, “The Gods and Goddesses of The Shrouded Realm.” He looked carefully at the end of each scroll, examining the gold tags that were hanging off of each, until he found what he was looking for. He removed the scroll and unrolled it gently, holding it out so I could read over his shoulder. ‘Eris is the goddess of discord and strife. Eris’ powers lie within her ability to cause rivalry among groups of individuals and induce all forms of chaos and hatred. She thrives on these, as each feeds her power as the discord grows.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

But Allison just approached slowly, her eyes fixated on the picture as if it had a hold over her. “This is of the Silver Saintess, Ariadne,” she said quietly. “…The false prophet who walked amongst us one hundred years ago. She was a creature who declared themselves an embodiment of the Goddess, and yet saw to bend the world to her will. A world in the image of her insanity.” Her eyes then finally snapped back to my own, showing me the hatred burning within them. “She was an evil that has never been forgotten… A Devil of the Mist.”

Gianna stood up, stepping closer to Phoenix. " By the way, nice macaroni you got here " She smirked. " Back to our story. The Goddess I am talking about is none other than, Melinoe, Queen, and Goddess of Panic and Terror...my mother " Gianna finally dropped the bomb and it exploded loud in Phoenix's head making her eyes enlarge in great shock.

Lucas muttered and Natasha nearly chuckled. "She's evil, powerful; a goddess of death and war. Her mind is set on acquiring the final piece,” Hermes said, “she already has the last two and I'm guessing she had sent Aion here to get it but now that he's failed, she will come looking and it will not be pretty."

Eric warned, “Erin, I advise you not to underestimate the King of the Dark Witches.” Levi held my hand and pulled me toward our room, shutting the door behind us. “Let’s continue our discussion.” I smiled. “Very well then. Somehow I wandered into Hell and met a goddess who gave me her powers. She taught me how to create the Golden Ones.” Levi asked, “Why was she in Hell?” I replied, “For abusing her supernatural powers. She’s mated to the Demon King.” He asked, “Roosevelt?” I shook my head. “I think he’s Roosevelt’s father. The man I met also controls dragons. He has more than one.”