Hela The Goddess Of Death Novels & Stories

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.

Although she seems very old she is still strong and very knowledgeable. I just nodded at her words. But there is a doubt in my heart. I don't know if I can help bring peace back to this world. What can an ordinary woman with no powers like me do to help restore the peace in this world? So I don't know if I believe what Old Remi said that I am the reincarnation of Sabina who is a goddess in this world.

Bella warns. “I need to know, Bella.” I say. I sip my coffee. “Very well. Damian your father is the Archangel Michael himself and your mother is the Queen of Hell Mephistopheles. But as you know, they were killed by other supernatural beings. Those beings were Gods of different pantheons around the world.” I raise my eyebrow in curiosity. “Raiden is the God of Thunder and also the king of the Japanese pantheon. He was the one that was ordered to kill your father. He lives in an ancient temple that is high above the clouds. He has four elemental masters serving under him. Shiva is the Goddess of Death in Hindu mythology. She’s from Tibet and resides in a place called Shambala. She has an army

she paused as if looking for the exact words, “I was sort of pardoned. I am actually here to get rid of those Demons you were talking about.” “What?” Azrael exclaimed, bewildered. That’s unusual. Namaah is a devoted ally of Lucifer. She has also been the war leader of the Avestan, a race of female warriors descended from Satrina that have been exiled from Heaven. A great warrior and admired leader, forged in the bowels of Hell to torture the guilty for all of eternity, Nae is an arch-demon having served for eons as one of Hell’s head torturers. “I was trying to keep them out of here. Those rogue Demons were trying to attack Constanta since the other day.” Nae replied and gestured while expla

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

They stopped in their tracks turned their heads to me almost in unison, but remained silent, obviously thinking about what I just said. “If I remember correctly, Waltherra, Sanguineabyss Konneyard and Macabanthra are ruled by her twin sister Elantria. Elantria is an underworld necromancing fury, the embodiment of revenge and punishment for the cursed. They oversee Lacrimavliah jointly with Noosha. And Noosha is, as you probably know, Hades’ right hand, wife and queen of the underworld. She was created as a goddess of spring, birth, life, bloom, fauna, flora, harvest and nature. But with her abduction, rape and forced marriage to Hades, she also drew on some of his powers and became a goddess

I ask. “Shoot.” “Okay, here we go. Natalie… Natalie is a direct descendant of the Moon goddess. This Void is an enemy of the moon goddess who wants to wreak vengeance on her precious creatures. All the other deities are up in arms because of this and now Natalie has gone to their world to train her powers. Got it?” He doesn't got it. I can tell from the completely gobsmacked look on his face.

That alone is enough to let Auntie Charlie deflect them with her shield without getting scorched. Then—another goddess appears beside us. It’s hard to look at her, not because she’s frightening, but because she changes. One moment a young woman in blue. Then a pregnant mother in red. Then an old woman cloaked in black. Hecate. “We’ll handle Alecto,” Hecate says, gesturing to the insectile one. “You all take Megaera.” She nods toward the others sprinting across the bridge—Meredith, Gael, Hakeem. Nora, Edward, Jareth climbing the stairs. Citra, Michael, Jaiden exiting the tunnel. And behind them—Isaac, Lacy, Odysseus.

“I'm very sorry. You're not rude. I'm just not good at controlling my curiosity most of the time. Please pardon me.” I smiled, trying to ease up whatever tension she might have going on in her head. “You look like you live alone here.” She smiles, “Yes. I enjoy my company. My family was all killed, and that made me an outcast from the people.” “I'm so sorry. I never expected you to have such a story. My name is Celine by the way.” “I'm Hela.” “Your aura…you seem like a witch.” “I knew my instincts weren't lying to me when I first saw you. You're a witch too. I've heard so much about you, Celine.”

The next day I wake up, and after I put on my school uniform, I go to my first class, history class. "As you know, we have 4 vassal states: the Elves, the fairies, the merfolk, and the vampires. The elves were created by Persephone, as you know, Persephone is the goddess of spring, but she is also the wife of Hades, which makes her the Queen of the Underworld. She actually made two races of elves