Lightning Goddess Novels & Stories

Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.” “And what was your role?” I asked, leaning against the table. Something was telling me that what Allorah would say next would be of importance. “That would give the light and hope to certain humans. I’m the goddess of the Diamond. And my sole purpose was to give light to the souls that where tainted with darkness. My blood had the power to see on the portals the humans, or better said families that would have sturdy daughters or sons and who of those would be full of darkness,” Allorah explained as she furrowed her eyebrows. “That means I could visit that per

"You don't have to go alone, Your Celestial Majesty. I would advise you to take as companions the most powerful guards, the dark queen and her counterparts might attack you dreadfully if they find you." "Call me Lucita!" I snapped. Lucita was the name of the werewolves' goddess and everyone in the moon knew me by that, even external beings knew it as the name of the goddess in charge of the moon. Though everyone knew, no one has ever dared to call by this name. Everyone addressed me as Lucinda did. I was tired of her in particular addressing me as Your Celestial Majesty. Others ought to address me this way but I can spare her this, she's my best friend and personal assistant, she had such li

I finally lay her down and stood, walking a few feet away, looking into the sky. "Why, Goddess, why? Take me. Please take me." I cried out with everything I had. The sky remained the same and desolation rolled over me, through me. I could not do this. Thunder crackled in the clouds and a bolt of lightning hit the ground a few feet in front of me. The power of the burst so strong, I barely remained standing. A shimmer of light took shape and a female stood before me. It was the goddess. Without thought, I fell to my knees and took ahold of the bottom of her gown. "Please, Goddess, I beg you. Spare her and take me."

“Selena, tonight you look as beautiful as the moon goddess!” “Congratulations on turning eighteen! May the Moon Goddess bless you with a powerful and worthy mate!” The fervent cries resounded in the clearing as they enthusiastically called out her name. With her golden curls glowing like molten gold under the moonlight, and the blazing torches roaring on the sides adding a mesmerizing glow to her face, Selena attracted the attention of all the unmated males in the pack. At this moment, as they watched the glowing female receive the flower crown of maturity on her head, every unmated male present ardently prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them the true mate of the beautiful female.

A tale about the Moon Goddess: Here is one about the Moon Goddess and her love for lycan, or man that got her blessing. In the realm of celestial beings, where gods and goddesses held dominion over the forces of the universe, there existed a radiant deity known as Luna, the Moon Goddess. She was a figure of ethereal beauty, her luminous silver hair cascading like moonlight, and her eyes shimmering with the wisdom of the ages.

The air coated with streams of her magic. The bandits and eagles were gulping hard. One of them stuttering with hesitation, “It’s- It’s the legendary creature of the olden days…” An eagle said with his wings spread apart, “What a sight it is today, to see two mystical beings of the ancient days.” Another one said, “She is Goddess of Light.” Everyone froze. Agatha was glowing. She looked like an angel from above the high grounds. She truly was really heavenly sent. “NO! NO! How can this be!” exclaimed Elva. It was already a pain in the ass to fight off the Prince of Darkness and now she have to deal with the Goddess of Light. Which in nature counters her. How is she supposed to defeat such a

The curse reaching with its claws toward my soul— Then everything tore open. I rise—no footsteps, no gravity—until I stand on a surface made of nothing and everything. And then she appears. The Goddess. Not in a body, not in a form, but in an idea. A woman made of moonlight and storms. Hair like the night before creation. Eyes like eclipses—dark, luminous, endless. She speaks, and her voice is both thunder and a mother whispering her child’s name. “Lyra.”

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.

Several rumbling sounds were heard as a huge bolt of lightning took shape in the clouds. “Please, wait Great Indra; Master of a thousand kings; and Emperor of Lightning! I am nothing but a divine servant of the Dark God; one unworthy of your bolts!” The woman stated hurriedly and bowed her head. She didn’t dare make eye contact with Indra anymore. “And why would I wait?” Indra still had his hand raised, with no intention of stopping. “Not only have you confessed to being the servant of a god I am eagerly searching for, you have also offended me. Why should you be spared?”

But it's also the right one. Divine light poured down from the bleeding sky. It mixed with their silver light and made it even stronger. I lend you my power, the Goddess said. Use it well. The combined assault was devastating. Laura's silver flames, her mates' strength, the Moon Goddess's divine light. All of it focused on Kragoth. The entity's form began to dissolve. Her shadow body flickered like a dying flame. Impossible, she gasped. I am eternal. I am hunger itself.