Hecate Goddess Tattoo Novels & Stories

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

“The bond, it can’t be undone so easily. We’re meant...” “Meant?” His lips curled in disgust. “You are an omega. Weak. Powerless. Barely tolerated. Do you truly believe the Moon Goddess would curse me with you?” The crowd parted as Lyra stepped forward. She was beautiful in the way polished daggers were beautiful , sharp, gleaming, deadly. The Beta’s daughter. The woman everyone already called future Luna. Her red lips curved into a smile as she slipped her arm around Kael’s. “Alpha,” she said softly, though her eyes gleamed with triumph, “the pack is watching.”

Around thirty dark animals like swift horses, pregnant sows were offered to Gods of underworld. The passionate lady performing all the rituals was so involved as if she could bring underworld for her deities Erebus and Hecate. Her black cloak with oversized hoodie was covering ample amount of the face, hiding her beautiful, yet dangerous features. The way her hand didn't shake a bit while chopping heads of innocent animals spoke volumes about her cruelty. She was sure that Erebus would be enjoying the darkness offered to him but Hecate, Goddess of witchcraft, magic, evil was yet to be pleased. Without removing her eyes from the platform of death where heads were chopped, she ordered her twel

So it had become second nature for him to kiss the back of a girl's hand as a basic form of courtesy. Staring at the girl who currently had her eyes away from him, he noticed the red hue on her skin present on her neck, ears and cheeks. He wasn't lying when he said she was pretty. She had a pair of crescent moon eyebrows currently looking down on black velvety eyelashes. Her midnight black hair was tied into a bun with its tip resting on her shoulders with the baby hairs stuck to her glossy skin, probably from the run she . The feature that he really liked about her however were her quartz coloured eyes, he hadn't seen anything like it before. They were gray and translucent, contrasting her

“Why ‘Hekate’? Why did you choose that as your codename?” Yuri sighed. “Why indeed?” she muttered, drawing circles in the sand by her right foot. “Hekate is the Greek Goddess of the Night. Thus, she is known as the Goddess of Witchcraft or the Goddess of Vengeance. That’s why I choose ‘Hekate’ as my codename.” Yuri sighed, tilting her head backwards to see the moon in the sky.

My dragon was at peace with this woman, but Creed and his father were certainly skeptical. “No, my charming griffon, I am Hecate, Goddess of Magic and Spells.” The few brief moments she let us have to contemplate the massive shock of information sink into our minds, I thought back to the witch’s comments at the ceremony. ‘To listen to the words of Hecate.’ This woman was the actual goddess. She looked like one the very moment we saw her, but now it had become so more real. A soft glow of gold wrapped around her body tightly, her fair skin that had never seen a bit of sun, no wrinkles not even a beauty mark. Her face looked painted by Michelangelo himself.

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.

The goddess murmured, tapping her chin. My eyes wandered to her hands, and I noticed some inklings in them. Or more like the symbols around the dungeon were on her hands. The more I gazed at them, the more it dawned on me, I wasn't in front of just any goddess, but the goddess Trivia, also known as Hecate! The goddess of witchcraft, crossroads, entranceways, night, light, magic, and necromancy! Perhaps there were other things she was the goddess of, but that was the only thing that could come to my mind as I stared at her in awe.

Hecate emanates a talisman from the bag similar to the one Diana gave me before except it was black and silver unlike my golden one. “You wanted to know everything about him, don’t you?” she asked tauntingly playing with the talisman. I remained passive tried not to show anything on the surface. “Oh dear, this mate ship is the only thing that I couldn’t understand. He rejected you yet you drawn to him like a moth drawn to the fire.” She was right, my cheeks heated at the realization. “You will pay for it Esma. He is a monster. His own goddess despised him.” Hecate tried to convince me one more time before putting the talisman in my right hand.

She was meant to be a guardian, but she had watched me undergo pain upon pain while she was watching from her high seat, sipping whatever. "I prayed to the goddess Hecate, and she truly heard me. It's such a blessing to serve a goddess that truly cares!" Hanna exclaimed. The goddess Hecate and not the goddess Selene? Who was Hanna? For all I knew, the goddess Hecate was associated with witchcraft. I stared at Hanna intently for the first time.