La Muerte Goddess Novels & Stories

I was going to kill them all. I held up my hands, faking surrender as the ground shook Beneath my feet, my power surfacing once more, empowering me more than ever before. I could feel the moon goddess cheering me on, as though Selene herself was witnessing this battle. Telling me to win. I threw my power forward, and with a gust of wind and several cries of agony, the rogues were withering on the ground, crying and screaming as their bodies failed them, their bones shattering and crumbling within their bodies. I was crushing them from the inside out, ensuring that they would never hurt another souls again. they picked on the wrong pack.

The voice hissed again. I scanned the room wildly but could not track the person with me. “Who did they kill? Was it Carissa? Did they kill my daughter?” My voice choked at the end. “She suffered great pain because of them. Her last thoughts were for vengeance. I have answered the call.” “Dark Sister—” I gasped as realization sunk in. Dark Sister was the darkest side of the Goddess. The Goddess was known for being firm but fair. She was kind and a symbol of purity and unconditional love. But with the light must come the dark. Dark Sister was the flipside of the Goddess’s glory and love. She answered the call for those deemed wronged. She is the embodiment of Vengeance and Death. She can only

He opened his eyes at her movement and continued on, “As I took my final breaths of life, I could see the man with the saw begin to hack into my horn. I felt the jagged teeth of the saw breaking away at it. I closed my eyes hoping and praying to the Sun God to end my life before the men finished my horn. I could feel myself slipping away. The darkness began to seep through and I could feel it as it consumed me. "Then, suddenly, I felt and saw a light. I heard a voice that rang a song of angels. And I was being pulled from the darkness. I had returned from the dead. When I opened my eyes and stood, I realized how. There in front of me stood the Goddess of the Moon. She sweetly asked me my nam

But then the silver light disappeared inside the goddess. Calista’s eyes, still open, were vacant. The goddess waved her hand over Calista’s eyes and they closed. Calista was dead. “You are cruel,” Lucinda hollered, getting up from her fall. “You accepted her sacrifice? For the life of a Lycan? What kind of goddess are you?” The goddess stood, a tempered look on her face as she looked at Lucinda. “King Zane is not worth her life,” Lucinda cried. Lucinda sounded desperate. Tears welled in her eyes. She wrung her hands in front of her.

With the prowess he obtained from the gods of death, he is certain to destroy Queen Latina. Queen Latina was still performing ritual with Ken's body; she can feel power tingling over her as she performs the ritual, and she believes the power she is electrifying is sufficient to begin looking for a soul to terminate; however, first he must execute Jackson, who had just returned from the Land of death. and she was aware that some power had been bestowed upon him "I can never be defeated by mire being "she cackled in terror, ready for war but terrified, she knew that there was no remedy for the god of death's prowess he gave it to him to vanish her from the face of the earth she had caused so m

The black goddess utter in rage and I see how she stands and raise her hand. Leo, Vlash and Flora simultaneously attacks her but since the black goddess is now as weak than before they are able to wound her but she can still dodge some of their attacks. I watch them on the side as I look to the direction of Queen Veronica to see her still holding Lana who is breathing as hard and is slowly dying in pain. “Do you think you are a match of me? I am a goddess; you can wound this body but not me.” Screams the black goddess still laughing like a derange lunatic.

Gentle hands grasp my flailing arms to steady me. "You are safe, my daughter. You are safe here with me." My eyes are blurry from the tears that had gathered on it as I glanced at the Moon Goddess. "I... I'm dead?" "You can say so." "T-then where's Cassius? Why can't I see him here?" "Because he did not Call for me when he died in that match," the Goddess simply answered. It just made me more confused. "Does it mean I... Call for you before I die?"

Surrendering my life to her. The goddess of destruction and chaos. The goddess of death.

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“You may pretend you’re a goddess, but you are nothing—insignificant. Nothing will save you or the one you love. You cannot defeat Mahishasura, King of Demons. Ask Kaplan—he’s dying under the demon’s touch.” Jaiyana’s golden eyes flared, spilling light like a drawn blade, and for a moment her face softened, betraying the fear she carried for Kaplan. Then her resolve hardened, folding that fear into steel. “You’re wrong,” she snapped, her voice ringing with authority and quiet menace. “I am not what you call a goddess—I am something worse for you. And Kaplan does not die while I can still reach him.” Her words hung in the air like a promise, chilling the space around Mahisar more than any sho