Is It Wrong To Pick Up Dungeon Goddess Novels & Stories

For some reason, it did, and something inside me wants to see more of that treatment. It was confusing for me— everything was starting to confuse me. Because one time, I was just looking for a job around the town, and now I'm getting called a Luna Goddess. However, more than that, I am scared; scared of the series of untold situations that has been happening to me for days now.

Everyone was clearly pissed at me since nobody checked up on me. I heard the door click and a heavy foot step in. I knew it was him without turning back. His familiar scent filled the room and I sighed in content. "Now, shall we?" ~~~~~~~~ Heyyoo Vote Comment Stay safe!! GODDESS AWAKENING: when the powers have come to a full maturity, the goddess experiences something called awakening. It may come at any time and because of the need to showcase itself, it uses the emotion present at that particular time and increases it tenfold. The emotion then surpasses all morals and thoughts of the goddess.

I was happy. Allorah came into our lives like a ray of sunshine. Her body, even though was fragile, she would do her best and get better. All the tests I ran on her brought me to a simple answer. Not human. Allorah was a goddess, a being who shouldn’t exist. Her mere existence here could put hundreds in danger. Starting from us. But my mother, my brother, my coworkers, everyone including me started liking her. She was innocent.

“I’m Princess Nya of Frindom, and I have come to slay the dragon that terrorizes our kingdoms. That’s who I am! Now, if you’ll kindly step aside so that I can find him, I would greatly appreciate it!” “Find him?” the man in black repeated before he gave a slight chuckle and shook his head. Whatever he found amusing about that statement, he didn’t elaborate at the moment. Instead, he continued his inquiry, as if Nya owed him an explanation. “If you are princess of Frindom, what are you doing in Goodhorn?”

Not looking back, all I hear is howling of the warriors out searching for me. I approach the pond, my bag sitting at the tree line. I grab ahold of it very quickly putting it on my back, strapping it tightly to my body. Glancing at the pond one more time, the warriors are gaining on me quickly. I look back and I see Alex and Jason in wolf form. They lock eyes with me, I then turn and run. Jason wasn't lying that Silas would make them all chase after me. I wasn't too much farther from the territory lines, that brought me into what we call death territory, where rogues, nightwalkers, and black magic witches reside.

It would be time for her to fight back when the public opinion escalated to the point where those trolls could not be suppressed anymore! Sienna raised her brows. She was about to turn her laptop off, but her hand paused slightly. She thought of a good friend whom she had not contacted for many years. Sienna reopened the webpage and quickly typed in a string of URLs. After hitting the Enter key, a black display box popped up on the webpage. This was the largest mercenary base in the world, and a black market that gathered all kinds of bigwigs! Sienna entered her account password. The world only knew that the eldest young lady of the Lang family from the capital city had been fighting for sev

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

"You better not be the best thing that ever came out of your tour. I could have gone about this the evil way. But I caved, I took on a better path, and struggled to be a better man. Must I be punished for what had happened in the past?" He was beginning to fancy the thought of fleeing. "Maybe Vanessa was right. I wasn't cut out for this. The goddess shouldn't have chosen me if she was going to put me through all of this. If Dale had met the death, I'm sure we wouldn't have been suffering this much!" "Don't doubt yourself. You're made for this. It might look bleak right now, but I can assure you that the goddess will not abandon you." It took everything for the sorceress not to doubt herself.

A fire burns in the center of the room, though there’s no wood, no source—just blue flame hovering above a stone pedestal. “Sit.” I obey, perching stiffly on the chair beside the fire. Queen Dagger circles me slowly, like a predator. “My son is many things,” she says. “A leader. A warrior. A fool. But he has always been terrible at choosing women.” I bristle. “Excuse me?” She stops behind me, so close I feel her breath on my neck. “Dove was delicate. Pretty. Obedient. And dead. You, however…” Her fingers trail lightly across my braid. “You are dangerous.”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---