Greek Goddess Evil Novels & Stories

Guilt for taking away the woman I had vowed to love forever? No. Hecate is the goddess of darkness. She never plays the kind card. So then, what does she want from my daughter? I have been a Gamma just to protect her from any kind of trouble. This time I will do anything to protect her forever.

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.

She growled at me, her red eyes glaring at me. “You were the mistake; that’s why Mother hated you,” she snapped, breathing out. I chuckled dryly. “Mother never hated me; she was harsh on me because she knew how evil you would turn out. She tried to change you with her motherly affection, but she didn’t know you were a rotten egg, and she should have gotten rid of you long ago before you sent her to an early grave. Mother was a goddess, the moon goddess, but you sought the forbidden sword and stabbed your mother in the back because you couldn’t get what you wanted. How evil can you get?” I asked. Standing above her. She smirked.

'Let me just get my hands on that-'she began raining cusses for the thousandth time today on the beast named Amaris who disappeared on her. Today was definitely not a good day for her and it all began with her lending a helping hand to her classmate. Was there anything wrong in doing that though? She didn't harm anyone yet she had encountered experiences today that made her feel like she was facing retribution for her evil deeds! Or was she an evil witch in her past life? Was that why she was repaid like this?! Arya was still imagining herself as an evil witch on a flying broom going on a killing rampage that she didn't notice a figure walking towards her stealthily.

he licked the underside of her ear. Athena felt numb, she was called many things, murderer, slut, whore, and now she is being made his sex toy, all of this for what? What was her fault? Was it her fault for being an orphan? She didn’t know what her fault was; one thing was sure, she was doomed, and Azazel Black was the harbinger of her life’s ruin.

“You dared to shoot Hades. Now you have me to deal with. Let’s just call me Nyx.” The name Nyx—the Greek goddess of the night—rolled off her tongue with a dark satisfaction. She watched as the life drained from Dean’s eyes, his body going limp in Big Tom’s grip. She felt no remorse, no hesitation. This was her world now, and she was claiming her place in it.

" [1] Erida (fighting, quarrel, rivalry) — is the Greek goddess of strife and discord. [2] Nocté, Nyx (night) — is the Greek goddess (or personification) of the night. [3] Ereb (darkness, gloom) — representing the personification of darkness in Greek mythology. [4] Adamas (from ancient Greek - "irresistible") is a mythical metal that served as material for the tools of the gods. Adamas is the ancient name for a diamond [5] Cyanea capillata — a species of Scyphozoa, discophoran class.

A female voice said, it was soft and full of evil. He knew who it was and knew she hated fear, with the pain in his body he stood up, ignoring the shouts of his knees, a woman dressed in a black see through sari, stood elegantly in front of him, tall and voluptuous with a long dark hair, eyes sharp and black around the iris as her heart. "Herega, it is an honour" he said, Herega, the goddess of storms, third in the trinity of chaos that were the spawns of drador, chaos itself.

And so, the demons moved among them unnoticed, overlooked, waiting. This time would be different. This time the goddess, reborn into frail human flesh, would not defeat him. She could not. The years had leeched her strength; her mortal vessel would betray her. Her love for this realm, her endless empathy, her soft femininity—those were her fatal flaws. In the old age she had barely been worth his notice, a mistake he would not repeat. Now he was ready. This time, he would crush her. Danny arrived at Mahisar’s home, his smile wide with secret victory.

I look back down as I lick my teeth with another growl as I get off the bitch and point at her. “You’re dead.” I snarl at her. “Nina, what did you do?” Asteria still has hold of me as she turns to face the siren. “Nothing, she attacked me.” she whimpers and I laugh and so does my dad. “Do you have any idea who she or he is?” Asteria points to me and my dad and the siren shakes her head. “She is Gaia, the Goddess of Hell and Harbinger of Death. He is Fenrir, her father. So I will ask you again. What. Did. You. Do?”