I Am Not A Goddess Novels & Stories

“I told you, call me Moon Goddess. Stop giving names to your god.” I watch myself grin and close my eyes–looking excited to converse with the unseen goddess. “I’ve thought about what you suggested,” comes the Moon Goddess's voice again."I don’t think it’s a good idea. Gods and goddesses are never meant to walk your lands." “Even just for a while?” “Awhile means I will shake the very foundations of your existence and reality.” “Even if you use my body for a while?” “I am a very new god as well. I don’t have control over my powers yet. Moreover, I am afraid of the repercussions, Kaiya.”

“But I’m not going easy on you. The others won’t. Neither will the moon goddess.” A shudder passed through her. “I don’t want to be a monster.” “Then don’t act like one,” I said coldly.

"As the mate of a god, and also as a descendant of the first wolves, it is your destiny to wield that power for the greater good of our realms." Her words sent a shiver down my spine, the weight of their implications sinking in. "But why me?" I asked, unable to shake the feeling of disbelief that clouded my thoughts. "I'm just... just a princess. What could I possibly offer as a goddess?" The moon goddess's smile only widened, her eyes sparkling with ancient wisdom. "You underestimate yourself, Astraea," she replied, her voice filled with warmth and reassurance. "You have a strength within you that you have yet to fully realize. With the proper training and guidance, you will unlock your tru

She turned her back, that were screaming of nothing but invincibility! " Every action has a reason, so as the reason why I created you." She took a step forward. " I am your creator, your god, your bestower, did you really think I created you to suffer?" " I don't care! You did!" Anita fired at the goddess! " Silence!" The goddess faced her again and snapped loudly, her voice reverberating around the whole place as it thundered! " Who is your god?! Who is your creator?! I created you, not to talk back at me rudely! How befitting of you!"

The Goddess was depicted as a serene and benevolent figure, but to my eyes, she seemed cold, manipulative, and uncaring. "Why must I be bound by destiny?" I cried out, my voice echoing through the hallowed halls. "Why can I not live a life of my own choosing? Have I done anything in my life to disrespect you? I followed your instruction to get married to Lucas Farrow and he turned out to be a fucking asshole! Now I'm finally free and you want me to be chained up with him again?! I understand that you have a bigger picture to consider. You want me to save the Kingdom and people, but has it ever occurred to you that I have never wanted to be the one who carries everything on my shoulder?! Have

"You think you can protect her? Only I can." I laughed again, the sound turning into a wheeze. "She’s the end of everything," I whispered, my eyes rolling back in my head as a new wave of tremors seized my limbs. "The Goddess doesn't love Kings. She only loves the tragedies as we mere creatures are only meant to struggle all our lives for the pleasure of the higher beings." I slumped against the door, the silver-lined shackles biting deep into my skin. Maybe I was going crazy and just muttering nonsense now.

"It multiplies gaze without priest. It wounds gods." Haley swallowed. "I use it for product links too." The goddess considered this. "Products are minor idols." "Honestly, yes." Katherine's voice came through comms, controlled and sharp. "Identify yourself and state your claim." The goddess turned her head toward the hidden camera as if looking straight through Sterling Tower to Katherine. "Names are hooks," she said. Priya Nair, in the press room, whispered, "She is not wrong." Katherine did not blink. "Then choose what we may call you for this proceeding."

I can’t even protect myself from everyone. I felt a sudden anger build up inside me as I spoke to the Moon Goddess. "Fine," I said bitterly. "You know what? I never expected you to help me. You never exist in my life, Moon Goddess. They said you are the God of wolves, that you always hear our sentiments and prayers. But where are you when I need you the most? You're not real. You're just a wild imagination so everyone could have their Gods. If you are real, you won't let me suffer these hardships!"

“I will.” *No. You only want to speak of the town and the war that’s to come. She needs to know the truth. All of it.* I feel the Goddess’s presence in the room with us. Strong. Calm. Comforting. Minos, the bull god, feels like utter mayhem and destruction. “No,” I say. “No, I can’t do that.” I have revolted against the gods. Many times. I don’t always follow their orders. And every time I've rebelled, the consequences had been unpleasant. The Goddess didn’t expressly tell me to keep Mara, but she told me to look after her.

And if Lykoan found out that I could have allowed his mate to go back to him, but selfishly chose my life over hers, wouldn’t he hate me forever? "How do I know this isn't some sort of trick?" The words were uttered quietly, almost fearfully treading into existence. “I'm a goddess, not a magician,” she countered, keeping her tone leveled without a hint of ire. “Why can’t you use somebody else as a vessel?”