Inari Mythology Novels & Stories

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

--- "Do you believe that four misfit people can save... the ending world? My name is Nini and this is my team. Follow our adventure inside the world of Ever Realms. "Will you be the legend have been intended to be?"

Now, I’ll be moving my things to a room that I share with him? “Remember, we’ll take things slow,” he says, pulling my hand to his mouth. “What about a claim? Iniko is a full dragon. He will need to be claimed by his mate,” Avani says. Iniko growls softly before turning to his father. “We have time before we need to discuss that, Dad. How about we get Brooke adjusted to the fact that she has a mate and help her understand what that means before we begin talking about claiming me.”

Harmony between humans and werewolves. She is gorgeous and strong, her MANA is a collection of the best things in this world, every time she appears even a small blade of grass is revived. Coincidentally, Irina has the purest and purest mana according to the elders, she can miraculously revive broken branches. Since then, almost everyone has assumed that Irina is the goddess sent by the gods to save people. It's not that Irina doesn't like the title of this goddess, she is just afraid of the oracle due to the incorrect drunkenness of the prophet. The prophecy fits Irina very well, but if it's just a coincidence… The one at the disadvantage is her.

"I, Aria goddess of light shall abide by the oath to return to God Narairis after our child has been born on the mortal realm." Years later they took birth as Illaria and Zyrm. But they broke their promise for Arvaram, their son. A child, completely mortal was born with great powers, and it turned out that his fate was bound to Narairis as his mate. Humans could look at one another as male or female yet for gods who seek souls, only a soul connection was important. Narairis felt deep resentment to have such a connection with the being who took his people away thus he did not meet Arvaram in his first life.

The oracle stated and I became confused because she was saying something and nothing at the same time. “What was it? Is it also related to this somehow or…” “You are in your 500th year Inyoka, normally the inyoka spirit departs from you and moves back to the sea where it belongs before another is born but you are in your 500th year…” The oracle spoke. I was infuriated because Montserrat did say the same thing but as she herself is the guardian of time, she isn’t allowed to speak more on things like this or she will be sanctioned.

They looked at Mylan again, thinking about her question. "Maybe we should have started from the beginning. Our is Inanna the of the goddess of Love, war, fertility, divine law, the enforcer of divine justice, and divine retribution. Some has even called her the Queen of heaven. Our mother was the only Goddess that has ever descended from heaven to the underworld and then returned to heaven. As the story goes She went to the underworld to visit her sister is the Queen of the underworld or Lady Hell, it’s a long story, but the short verison is, the seven judges of the underworld killed her by chopping off her head for trying to enter the underworld. Her servant begged the gods to return h

The red moon gods open their realm to every wolf and bless them with gifts. Every year, since Arina was 7, she would ask the moon gods the same thing during the ceremony. To speak with her mother and to make sure that her mother was doing alright. Emlin had told Arina, when she was young, that in her next life she was going to be a red moon goddess so she can keep watch over Arina. Arina made it a promise and a mission to always aim to summon her mother through the red moon gods because she wanted to make sure it actually happened for her.

I nod, “And in doing so blew up my entire belief system. Yes, I’m very familiar with the story now.” She gives me an apologetic smile, “Right. Well, roughly thirty-thousand years ago, the Goddess who made us fought in a great battle that cost her, her life. She knew if she died, every being she had made would die with her. You see, when a God dies, any life created by their magic dies with them. She refused to let us die with her, so she sealed her magic away in what took the form of a giant crystal. She’s dead, but her magic still lives. That crystal is called the Orraikam, and for thousands of years, irshiusts kept it hidden and safe. Manon has been searching for it for centuries so she co

she said unexpectedly, her tone smooth as silk. My brows arched, just slightly. “Ah… there isn’t any known song about this Sumerian story—about Inanna, goddess of love, war, and fertility—who encounters the Great Serpent in her sacred tree.” I let my gaze flick over her with a faint smile. “But… I can make it into a song for you, if you’d like?” “Yes, please,” she said, equally polite, batting her eyelashes smugly, probably thinking I couldn’t pull it off.