I Am Not A Goddess Novels & Stories

He crowed. Although am beautiful, am much inferior to the moon goddess so l cant be the most beautiful Luna ever lived. I responded playful but cant denied the fact that l felt good as he called me beautiful. No no we dont count the moon goddess. She combines alot of creatures under her protection. He defended his point and l was like really!

“To call her greatness something as cheap as magic is insulting.” “So, the moon goddess protects this temple, although it’s never used. Why?” Jason asked, fiddling with fingers on his device as he swung his glance around the place. “You’re asking why the goddess does what she does? How insolent.” Gustav’s gaze darkened, hinting he’d taken offense. “A deity’s wisdom and works are beyond the grasp of small minds. Perhaps, before you dare to question the goddess, you should re-evaluate yourself to realize that your existence is boxed inside what she allows. Every intellectual thought you think is your own happens because she designed you that way. You operate from inside the cube she built, wit

“Yeah, some excellent Goddess she is. Why would she let all this crap happen?” I shrug my shoulders, it wasn’t like I was going to go around broadcasting that the Moon Goddess had shown herself to me years ago. “I imagine she can only do so much. She can’t sway people’s thoughts. She can’t stop them from doing something, even if it ruins her creations. Everyone has a right to their own decisions.” “Right.” She lets out a sigh “You don’t agree?” “It’s not that. I just…. What if she is just something made up, to try and scare people?”

I groaned and started walking again. “So you're simply going to ignore your calling?” She asked. I don't understand why she's asking me all of these irrelevant questions when I've already made it clear that I will not serve some goddess! “Yes, because I am destined to do greater things. Plus, being the moon goddess’ servant means that I may never fall in love or have a mate and I don't want that.” I sighed and stopped walking again. I turned around to face her and she smiled broadly at me.

1489? I can’t even get her to talk about the sort of service I’d like without her going off on some tear about propriety and doing whatever my mate’s advisory board wants. I don’t even think Zane has an advisory board. When I told her that time that as long as my husband and I were good to each other the goddess would be pleased, I thought she’d die of shame. I don’t even know if she cares if I’m happy. Thank the goddess I’m not Ella, at least. I know she hates standing around making faces in front of the camera in ugly clothes.

" Unable to muster the energy to engage with him, I continued to wrap bandages around the Soldato's wound without so much as looking up. "Say something!" Ettore grew even angrier when I was ignoring him. "Do you think you're the victim here? Well, I'm telling you—you're not! Sofia is a thousand times better than you. "She's gentle, kind, and seriously ill, so it's only natural Don Rizzi chose her! Even if you're carrying his baby, you still can't compare to Sofia in the slightest. You're not even worthy of tying her shoelaces!" Vincenzo furrowed his brows tightly. "Isabella, what exactly do you want? Why did you follow me here and make a scene like this? Can't you just behave?"

It pulls at something inside my bones. Nova steps closer. “Kieran. Talk to me. Don’t shut me out.” “I’m not,” I say. “I’m trying to understand.” She lets out a breath. “Then understand this with me.” I open my eyes. “The Goddess is silent.” Her lips part. “She wouldn’t” “She already has,” I say. “This isn’t her voice.” A pause stretches between us. Heavy. Dangerous. Nova says slowly, “If it’s not the Goddess… then what is it?”

Author's Note Hi my lovely readers,it's my prayer that you are all good. I appreciate those who have joined me on this journey of my emotionless Goddess.I have decided to make a few changes to the characters to make the story more spicy..our Miranda has Just turned into a seductress... We shall have others too. Stay tuned and see what graces us next. Don't forget to check my other two stories here: seducing My Heartless Husband and Lucifer's redemption.

I am too fabulous to chase a man. That's a huge ironic statement for a sucker like me. I wonder where's Jericho. I bet he is home. "I am glad that everyone is here to celebrate with me. I am delighted to see some familiar faces too, coming from my relatives, investors, and business partners. Tonight, let us toast for this massive success! Cheers, Ladies and Gentlemen!" Getting bored with the ambiance, I decided to step back because I feel unsettled, so I excused myself to my mom and dad.

I am not ready to leave this world or Luther; we’ve only just begun. Do I deserve to die for being selfless? If I am a Goddess, how can I die so easily? Aren’t Goddess immortal? I don’t know if that’s true, but I do know they live many millennia. I’m only half Goddess, but surely that means I can’t easily be killed? Is that the real reason I stayed alive even in a coma? I have wished to see my mother my whole life, but I don’t know her, and I’m not going anywhere.