Lust Goddess Novels & Stories

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

“You just need to be true.” “But what if my truth isn’t enough?” Liora murmured back, her voice trembling. “It will be,” Iris said, lifting her chin. “Because I believe in you.” And then Iris raised the scepter high. “By the blessing of the moon and the sacrifice of those who came before, I name you Liora—the Moon Goddess of Light, protector of wolfkind, and keeper of balance.”

“Just like you. And more.” Aurora stepped forward, whispering, “What of her lycan?” A silver-blue glow lit the area, and the goddess extended her palm. “I offer you the chance to choose her lycan. There is one who waits—the spirit of the first female lycan, a warrior of fire and stars. She is old, wise, powerful, and has waited eons to be reborn.”

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.

She gently runs her fingers over Gillian’s fur and Aisling surprises me by lifting her neck in submission. ‘Mother.’ ‘You’re the Moon Goddess?” I ask. “Yes. I am Selene.” “Am I dead?” “No, but I might have terrified your mate a bit by bringing you here when I did. I apologize for interrupting your marking, but I made a deal with your mother. And unfortunately, the only way to bring you here and not cause pain to your mates was to disconnect your mate bond completely. But I promise, when you return, it will be fully functional again.”

Mahisar’s voice softened, almost a whisper now, yet it carried through the quiet room like the echo of ancient winds. “Usha was not merely a survivor. She was the light itself—dawn incarnate. And in that light, she saw a way to empower another, a warrior who could right the injustices she had endured. She poured her essence into Durga, forging a goddess of radiant fury, born to challenge the demon Mahishasura, to bring justice not only to the world but to those wronged by cruelty and hubris. Usha became the sun that rose to illuminate the path of Durga, and through her, Durga’s strength was magnified.”

Selene, Lenard, and Louis, but the rest will be the surprise you will soon learn of. Even I fear you. I may be a shifting messenger, but one hit from you, and I will need to be revived. You are the strongest of the gods, Leonidas, and I am in no position to go up against you. That is why I don’t want to teach my boys your tactics; they cannot win the war, and none of you here can teach them, including the children. I’m not being afraid of my sons, but what they will become is a monster that needs to be felt with wisdom. Perhaps the wisdom Louise can help us within guidance, without planting the desires of one’s heart in this, it may be hard to build this, but it’s needed.” I nodded but then

He undid the clasp himself, slowly and slid the straps down her shoulders, and when the lace fell away, his eyes fixed on her bare breast, her perky her nipples which were obviously hardened, the way her stomach rose and fell with her breath. "Adrian." She called his name, shyly, “Please." He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, and she arched off the bed with a sound that nearly made him cum on the spot. He traced her slowly with his while his hand slid between her legs, over the lace of her panties, feeling how wet she already was. "You are soaked," he growled against her skin, his dick painfully hard at that point. "You did this to me." Ava whimpered, staring right into his eye

The ancient stranger who brought me here frowned and said, "You have to stop calling yourself that. I do believe that you’re made for power. You cannot continue being called a name that was associated with the weak you. You're more than that. You're a queen, the one who fought for us." Okay, okay. At this point I was so confused. What queen? And I fought for them? I really needed explanation. The creature, the Goldren as the others call him, looked up, eyes gleaming with reverence. "My Queen, no matter which form you take, we will always recognise you. You are Erin, our creator, our goddess. We exist because of you." My breath caught. Creator? Goddess? ______ _The Red Moon Pack._ The dark sk

Hassan didn't even blink. He adjusted the silver cufflink on his left sleeve with a maddening, ice-cold precision. “They’ll buy it because the alternative makes you look like a desperate, trembling little target, Katniss.” “A target?” I spat, my silver-gray eyes flashing with immediate defiance. “I am the future Luna of the Ashbourne Pack. I just ripped up a treaty with the golden boy of the North to save my people. I am a lot of fucking things right now, but I am not a target.”