I Am Not A Goddess Novels & Stories

Amanda huffed, placing her hands on her hips. "What is it that I was supposed to have forgotten?" Amelia asked, genuinely confused. "THE FESTIVAL!" Amanda squealed, eyes growing bright with excitement. "Sister Rosario has given all of us permission to go out and enjoy ourselves to celebrate the Goddess Medicoris! We are also going to celebrate your 18th birthday! How lucky to have the Goddess’ festival fall on your birthday. This must mean that you are holy as well, what a lucky woman you are!”

I was barely a blimp on the radar compared to others. “You have never been ordinary. You might have lived an ordinary life, but you are extraordinary. Everyone gravitates toward you because they want to be near you. Even if they don’t understand why, they want to be near you. That doesn’t always mean it will be a good encounter.” The Goddess said, which made me realize she could hear everything I was thinking. “You chose the wrong girl for the job. Maybe you need to find someone else.”

This girl should not end up hurting her own self. "Doll. Please. " Alisha tried to console this girl out here but Annie is in no mood to get consoled. "Sandy really likes you. Just marry him and settle here with him" Alisha uses the last card only to get a change in Annie's expression. Alisha felt happy that at least there is someone who can change this girl. "I am not a goddess to forgive everyone who has destroyed my life. I will repay that woman with every means" Annie totally ignore to answer about Sandy here scaring Alisha to a next level.

“Oh, I couldn’t take him with me there. No, I wouldn’t want to disturb her. I mean, what if she tells me, I should be dead? Or something worse? No, she has better things to do. Her time would be wasted on my insecurities.” “You believe that, or are you looking for a pep talk? You don’t appear to me to be the type who searches for compliments and fawning encouragement. So, I will say this once. You are underestimating yourself. If you feel that way. Searching out the Goddess will fail if she has nothing to say to you. Meaning the only time you would waste is your own.”

I said to him as I leaned my head back against the wall, in defeat. A chuckle slipped from my lips, before I continued on by saying, “They all think that I am some lost Goddess of theirs, and that I am meant to bring peace to this world, but I honestly don’t feel like a Goddess, nor do I want to be this lost Goddess of theirs.”

“I do. I believe that the Goddess is real. Maybe we aren’t worthy of her yet. Maybe she is waiting somewhere and she will appear when we least expect it.” Maddie nodded and looked at the ceiling. “Do you think that she exists?” I asked her, resisting the urge to kiss her cheek. “Maybe,” Maddie mumbled. I smiled and took a deep breath. I didn’t need any Goddess in my life as long as I had Madeline. She was my Goddess. She was my princess. She was my everything.

I said. "You'll be fine," he said. Something in his voice that was not quite reassurance and was more honest than reassurance. "You're the Moon Goddess's Chosen. Unpredictable is your baseline." I stood up. I picked up my bag. I looked north through the dark trees. Somewhere behind me, three hundred miles back, Kaden Cross was standing in his great hall looking at a stone floor that had glowed silver and making plans I was not going to be here for.

I still can’t believe the Goddess is saying this to me. As if she read my mind, she smiles. “I’m not a Goddess anymore. I’m one of you now. I’m sorry that I can’t be of any help as I’m helpless myself. But I’ll do my best to guide you through this treacherous path.” She assures and I nod.

“You may pretend you’re a goddess, but you are nothing—insignificant. Nothing will save you or the one you love. You cannot defeat Mahishasura, King of Demons. Ask Kaplan—he’s dying under the demon’s touch.” Jaiyana’s golden eyes flared, spilling light like a drawn blade, and for a moment her face softened, betraying the fear she carried for Kaplan. Then her resolve hardened, folding that fear into steel. “You’re wrong,” she snapped, her voice ringing with authority and quiet menace. “I am not what you call a goddess—I am something worse for you. And Kaplan does not die while I can still reach him.” Her words hung in the air like a promise, chilling the space around Mahisar more than any sho

This belief has been ingrained within me since the time I first comprehended human emotions and behavior. From a young age, my parents instilled in me a profound understanding of the Moon Goddess. They described her as a benevolent, magnanimous deity who genuinely cared for her followers. I firmly believe that she would not allow us to suffer without a greater purpose in mind. The hardships and trials we encounter are merely stepping stones on our path to personal growth and improvement.