Karma Goddess Novels & Stories

I know that Dark will underestimate them but love can turn impossible to possible. “Do you know who is Kali?” I was shocked when Blaze asked me. “No, I never heard that name before,” I lied again. “She is the Goddess of destruction who pretended as a human? It means, she’s already been here,” Lenox said while looking at me. His eyes mean something, but I don’t want to overthink. “Shama,” Catherine pulled me. I look at her but I was surprised when she cried. No, it can’t be! Don’t tell me, she noticed it!

A condescending smile drew on my lips, wanting to let them think that I was a damsel in distress now. "They have no idea that I have already set my plans," I mouthed those words, silently laughing evilly. "I, Kiena, the Goddess of Gallant and Retribution and eighth daughter of the Moon Goddess, will bring forth cosmic resolution. Under the moon's radiant glow and her watchful gaze, I wield courage and justice in these nights and days," I chanted the spell that would make sure I would gain advantages about the situation here.

Chapter 54 Unknown POV “Once upon a time there were two Goddesses one the Goddess of Light her name was Larmata, and the Goddess of darkness called Daria. The Goddess of light had the power to create light and weaken darkness. The Goddess of light loved everyone and wanted to live happily among humans. She was loved by all humans and praised for her kindness. The more humans praised her the stronger she became.

A female voice said, it was soft and full of evil. He knew who it was and knew she hated fear, with the pain in his body he stood up, ignoring the shouts of his knees, a woman dressed in a black see through sari, stood elegantly in front of him, tall and voluptuous with a long dark hair, eyes sharp and black around the iris as her heart. "Herega, it is an honour" he said, Herega, the goddess of storms, third in the trinity of chaos that were the spawns of drador, chaos itself.

“How dare you invoke me when you did everything you could to show me exactly who you are. You are a pathetic, power-hungry male.” “You’re not the Goddess.” Theo shook his head, refusing to believe what he was seeing. “Why? Because I am angry? Because you believe that as a goddess I am automatically supposed to forgive you?” Her laugh was dark. “You forget who I am.” The room grew darker as the Goddess sucked the light from the room. “I am the goddess of the moon, of life and death, of wild creatures.” I heard a few whispers from behind me. “Do natural wolves forgive when you hurt them? No, they kill without mercy and without apology.” She turned to see my family. “You have raised an excellen

The voice felt like soft silk that sent goosebumps and shivers on her skin. Luna dropped down on the ground kneeling and her hands palm facing up. "I am your servant. Oh Goddess. I am your child. I am not worthy of your presence. Use me as you please." All the fatigue and questions went away. All Luna can think of is the voice of the goddess filling up every inch of her body. "I am Mayari. Goddess of the Moon. Deity of Beauty, Strength and Hunt. Leader of War and Revolution. I bestow the power of healing, the power of light and the power of wisdom to you."

Monki laughed at the sight of that. He held onto Rowan’s shoulder and explained, “You should know that our boss isn’t an ordinary person. Boss was the Goddess of War in the capital city, and she’s also the eldest young lady and the only heir to the ancient martial arts of the Lang family from the capital city. It wouldn’t even be a problem for her to fly over eaves, much less fight!” “I know.” Rowan sighed, and there was a look of longing and admiration in his eyes as he said, “I just think that it’s our luck to be able to follow such a boss.”

Our bond was the purest form of love, and we still live only for one another. When we woke up in the realm of the Gods and Goddesses, it was the greatest gift to have my love by my side, through all our missions and lives. We are one! And it made sense why he felt his entire purpose would be to be with his Mate, we would share centuries together, afterall. After our last mission, we were summoned by the goddess, Chloris. The Goddess of Flowers, also known as Flora. This was a first for us. But I was intrigued by our new mission.

And now the balance was correcting itself. The ancient Greeks had a name for it. They imagined Lady Luck as a beautiful girl with curling hair, wandering the streets among ordinary people. Sometimes she smiled. Sometimes she turned her back. Perhaps her name was Karma. She was unpredictable. Careful one moment, reckless the next. A saint, a sinner, a wanderer. She gave freely and took without warning. Once, I thought she belonged to me. Now I wasn’t so sure.

She never told me about the reason but an intellectual human being can already figure out the answers to those questions, She doesn't want me to be tied to a blurry future with her. The phrase means Salutations to the divine kali, she's the Goddess of rebirth in Hindu, and she grants wishes if you're deserving of them. I asked myself oftentimes if I am really deserving of what the universe can offer? Katherine was the meaning of life, for me. Then she left, and everything starts to look dull and ugly. "The papers are at your desk hun," my co-worker tapped my shoulder as she went to close the door, I uttered thanks in a small voice, and silence eloped the room. the silence that I am comfortab