Karma Goddess Novels & Stories

"Not companions but... puppets who had no choice but to love you." *I created order from chaos. Life from void.* "You created slaves with the illusion of freedom," Kieran said, his entropy nature giving him unique perspective. "Beautiful slaves, complex slaves, but still slaves to your design." The goddess's form solidified into something almost human—a woman who looked ancient and young simultaneously, with eyes that held the birth of stars and their deaths. *And you broke it. All of it. Merged realms that should never touch. Gave consciousness to forces that should remain unconscious. Turned my careful architecture into chaos.*

Master made sure I was well versed in literature, poetry, music, arts and dance. Master kept me indoors until I was thirteen years old, before he began hosting concerts and big dinner parties where he charged royals and demanded gold coins and expensive jewellery for them to catch a glimpse of me. I was not allowed to converse with any person and to be honest, I do not believe that I can because when I enter a place, everyone hushes and mumbles my name of Aphrodite. That is the name my master has given me, Aphrodite. One of my teacher's told me about Aphrodite and how she was the Greek Goddess of love and beauty. My teacher went on to tell me, I got the name Aphrodite because my beauty surpa

Allorah said as she opens her eyes. Shaking my head, I look back down. This was uncomfortable. “You see, his name was Faith. He was someone that would be my other half according to Mother Goddess.” Allorah explained, “Mother Goddess was someone who was like our creator. She would pair goddess if they were a match.” “So both of you where?” I asked, now intrigued. “Yes, Faith was my opposite. I had white hair, and his was black. He was darkness, and I was light. The only thing we had in common was our eyes.” Allorah said as she smiled softly. “And Karl is exactly as Faith.”

“Thank you. Regardless, I’ll let Arthur tell you about his discovery.” The British scholar cleared his throat. “Right, then. After an extensive search of all major world religions, I may have found the name of our culprit. In the Hindu religion, they believe in a goddess who is over death and destruction. She’s a very interesting individual in lore. Very lethal; very temperamental. The goddess’s name is Kali.” “So, this . . . girl is named after a goddess?” Eliza wanted to know. “Precisely,” confirmed Arthur.

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

He said, trying to comfort her. “Then why am I still getting these dreams. If I’m not a wolf, why is the goddess trying to communicate with me?!” “Your blood did not give off wolf energy but it responded to the power of the moon.” Kiara didn’t care about the state of the abandoned male restroom, she leaned in the wall for some sense of support as her entire life was unraveling right in front of her. But the shaman was not done with his reveal just yet. “Kiara, whenever the goddess marks someone, war follows.” The old man blurted out as she placed his hand over Kiara’s shoulder. “And the goddess has marked you, Kiara.”

I will still get Sienna and Cassidy. "Hello, everyone. I'm sure you know by now that my name is Kakia. I am a goddess from the underworld, and I am here to take Sienna and Cassidy with me. Hand them over, and you will all live." Could it be that easy? Will they just give me the two women to save themselves? Everyone begins to laugh, and I know that's not going to happen.

she says casually. I stare in stunned silence, looking from one God to the next. Zarseti and Oshmin… I am standing in the presence of the Goddess of Peace and Love and the God of Life and Death… somebody pinch me. “Someone wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?” Valeria huffs in annoyance. “Val,” I chastise, “This is the Goddess responsible for creating our bond, and the mother of the Delegation, and he is the God of Life and Death and father to the nagata,” I explain.

In other words, she was one who always upheld fairness. Her vow from almost a year ago was only to protect and provide guidance for Ley, the unknowing human whose fate had been severed completely from the Underworld due to her bet with Mayari. The young human forever lost the chance to reincarnate so as compensation, she used one of her quotas in ascending a being to godhood as compensation. She did the same to the old man who had been dragged to the mess. Of course, another questionable karma that she gained for doing these was causing Ley and Fernando to be rejected by the natural Laws since they did not become anitos through their own efforts. As another compensation, She decided to leave

creating unbalance chaos in the heavenly realm. The goddess of fate mixed too much when deciding his truculent fate, the bitch must be exulting, knowing her only sequel was out of the way. Solara... the goddess of the shining sun, brighter than the sun itself, brought light and bliss to his life, once filled with mystery and anguish...that heavenly being made him realize there was more to life than working his ass off for his ungrateful parents...she taught him how to love...but...it turned out, their paths were never meant to cross, they were an experiment gone wrong.