Lightning Goddess Novels & Stories

Andre whispered in horror, realizing too late what I had done as thunder and lightning rumbled through the sky. ‘Goddess Artemis, the great Goddess of beasts, of the moon, of childbirth. Help us, Goddess. Help us in times of dire need. Descend onto earth and vanquish evil. This I pray to you with the sacrifice of this deer. Answer our prayers, Goddess Artemis.’ The wind suddenly turned into a hurricane and the sky just above the altar turned a bright gold. “Clay! Move!” I screamed at him and he got out of the way just in time, before lightning fell from the sky…and struck directly at Andre.

the woman explained her arrival. Ghevana then told me that she found clues through the moon. That the full moon fell earlier than usual therefore she believed that the goddess would return and save the wolf nation. The goddess would also save humans from the cruelty of vampires. "The constellations also make it clear that she is getting closer," she added, handing over her thick book. "Are you sure she's still alive and that she wants to defend my people?" asked Marcus enthusiastically. "Of course! She is a goddess born of a human father and a werewolf mother. She will have both the strength of her father and mother. Cruelty like her mother and gentleness like her father," the woman guessed

“Then un-birth me.” Aria grabbed his arm in shock. “Ares.....!” He didn’t take the words back. And the goddess didn’t forgive them. Silver light slammed toward him a tidal wave of divine wrath. He didn’t have time to block. But I did. My storm roared to life so violently the cavern floor cracked under my feet. Lightning burst from my palms in a wide arc, colliding with the goddess’s attack and splitting the divine energy along jagged purple veins. Sparks showered everywhere.

It was as if the air itself was encouraging her, urging her to go further. Thunder and lightning were next. Marissa closed her eyes, focusing on the energy in the atmosphere. She could feel the static electricity crackling around her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a bolt of lightning, watching it dance through the sky before crashing down with a deafening roar. The power was exhilarating, and she reveled in the thrill of it, knowing that each strike made her stronger.

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

“Kitten, where were you this night?” Ilyria could not think of a convincing enough lie so she settled for the truth. “I met the Lightning Bird,” she said, “His name is Astrapi.” She found herself grinning as she recalled the flight, Astrapi’s arms, the tent of his wings. But when she emerged from the memory, Thassa and Madame Skia both were staring at her in horror. “You cannot have doings with a Lightning Bird, Kitten,” she said, “Do you know what terrible deeds he must have done to have been condemned so.”

he ordered. Hera nodded, as she walked out. "I do not understand why you want to keep her around! She's not safe amongst gods! Who knows, another fight could ensue, and she might just not be lucky this time" "She's not safe amongst the humans either" he frowned. "What does that mean?" I asked, confused. "Demi god. My lightning bolts are in her, if I take them out, she dies. If she uses them, she dies. I need to figure out a way to get them out–at least, that's what Apollo said."

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

On my mark. We waited in absolute silence, two predators poised to strike at a moment only he could calculate. The only sound was the frantic beating of my own heart. I gathered the Goddess's light, not in a raging sun, but in a focused, needle-thin point of energy. A laser, not a bomb. Now! The command was a lightning strike in my mind. At the exact nanosecond of the field's dip, I pushed. The light left me, a single, silent, concentrated thread of power. It slipped through the microscopic gap in the field's armor like a ghost. The effort was immense, a mental strain that felt like lifting the world. I felt a hot trickle of blood seep from my nose.

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”