Hekate Novels & Stories

She wondered how they were in some sort of magical place yet there were crocs. Mrs. Hasse looked over to the supposed woman. “And who might this young one be?”, she smiled at the silver-haired woman in front of her. Hughes stood in attention as he respects the Witch of Neverwhere. “Madam Hasse,”, he lowered his gaze as if to bow. “She is Selina, the heir of Kósmima.” The old woman chuckled. Selena meanwhile, was left baffled by what Hughes said. “Or that is what you might think she is.”

It's a purple strapless double head vibrating dildo. I heard Hecate chuckle a little. "I miss seeing you blush my love." Hecate said, then crawled on top of me. Hecate captured my lips into a searing kiss. Then Hecate pulled herself up, kneeling between my parted thighs. I can see her beautiful slender body, my eyes roamed her body. Then as my eyes roamed her body, I can see a tattoo on her ribcage. A tattoo of my name. My name is spelled in Greek.

This bashful maiden act has got to go. She grabs my chin with her thumb and fore finger making me look at her. “I’m Hecate, the goddess of witchcraft, magic, and ghosts. And on to you I grant access to my powers, may you use them wisely and may they help you on your quest.” She leaned forward resting her forehead against mine while running her hands down my arms. When she interlaced her fingers with mine, I felt this shock, and a surge of power ran through me. But I could finally truly see her. Hecate’s aura was lilac as were her eyes.

She prances over to one of the women, dancing around her excitedly before rubbing her fur against her. I watch as the woman kneels down and pets her fur lovingly. "You're very special to me, Nia. This isn't your fault," she says, causing Nia to howl softly, acknowledging what she's being told. "My name is Hecate, little one," the woman with long dark hair responds. She stands tall in front of the other two. Her black, wavey hair matched the darkness of the dress that flowed to her ankles. A silver crown with a crescent moon resting in the middle, each point of the moon facing the sky.

Beside her, two big black dogs with red eyes were staring at Endora. She gulped nervously and waited for that lady to speak. 'Am I dead? And that's why she is here to take me with her?' She wondered. "You're not dead," Endora heard a soft chuckle from that lady. "I apologize for not introducing myself. "I'm Hecate," she spoke. Endora kept staring at her, wondering who Hecate was. "Goddess of witchcraft," Hecate put pressure on her mind.

Without sparing another gaze at the man at the side, she whispered, “Have you ever thought that this day would come even once? A day when I… will stop becoming a ghost?” The man got up and stood in front of Delta. When she looked up, he flicked her forehead. He then followed up while still bending down a little. “Menes is the haunting ghost; Bastet is the weeping one. Delta is just another woman in the face of the world. We will never stop being one or the other.”

A few simply remained silent. Cole acknowledged everyone with a calm nod before ascending the ceremonial platform. Ria stood beside him, smiling nonstop. The elders slowly approached, their expressions solemn, none appeared enthusiastic. Yet tradition demanded they perform the rite. The oldest elder stepped forward carrying the ancient Crown of Authority upon a velvet cushion. He looked toward Cole. "According to the customs of our ancestors..." He began. "We gather today beneath the Moon Goddess, to recognize the Alpha who shall guide this pack." His voice echoed across the silent hall.

~~~~* Shelly came back later that night to a room filled with five drunk and angry ladies. "You ditched us for Ace!" Kiara shrieked. "No... That's not act..." Shelly stammered nervously. "Ladies let's initiate her already!" She heard the voice of one of the drunk ladies, her name was Mimi from the camp. "What initiation is she..." She barely finished her question when she heard a pop and felt wine streaming down from her hair down to her legs, drenching her clothes. The rest of them clapped and whopped chanting, "Strip! Strip!!" Kiara smirked at Shelly before pulling her away from the hungry pack of hyenas.

He hurriedly takes the travelling box away from Ruby, who releases it freely to him. Meanwhile, Alexandra glares at him silently, without uttering a word. Once he is out of sight, she turns to Ruby. "K.J. you are looking great!" Alexandra compliments. K.J is the abbreviation of Ruby's native name. Which is Khadijat. Khadijat is Alexandra's paternal cousin. She is the only daughter of her father's younger sister, who is married to a Yoruba man. Ruby is Alexandra's closest cousin. She literally tells her everything. Although they only hooked up during holidays. But the bond was still there.

It was almost not noticeable due to how tiny it was on the map, but people often visited it for tourism purposes and its beautiful history. The structure had been there for twenty decades, where the people of Sechester often worshipped their deity, the goddess Hecate. Hecate was known to be the chief goddess in charge of magic and spells. She was the Greek goddess of witchcraft, necromancy, ghosts, the night, and the moon. Kira passed by two pillars erected for the goddess in front of the temple- they were known to wade off evil. She yanked the torch nearby and tossed it towards a chandelier nearby.