Lyra Goddess Novels & Stories

Lyra reached my side, and I took her hand, raising it slightly as the applause began to subside. “Tonight,” I said, addressing the crowd once more, “we celebrate not only Lyra’s return but also the future of our pack. The goddess has blessed us with a gift, a sign of hope and prosperity.” I turned to Lyra, who gave me a small nod before stepping back toward the entrance. A moment later, she returned, cradling our son, Leo, in her arms. The sight of them together was enough to silence the crowd, the air thick with awe and reverence.

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

“Being part Lycan and part witch the Lycan side enhances the witch’s magic. Making it more potent. Ive been telling you that all your life. What I haven’t told you is that your mother was a High Priestess and a Queen blessed by the Moon Goddess. The coven she was born into cast her and her mother out when they found out she was a hybrid. Her father was one of the original lycans and had certain abilities that were blessed to his family’s bloodline by the Moon Goddess. When your mother was born, she was not only a hybrid, but she was also part of an original Lycan bloodline. Their bloodline made them Royalty. Most of them were hunted and killed. Those that weren’t, hid. Like you they could ma

Sudden, slicing gusts of wind lashed against my human form. “Enough, guardians!” Lyra’s voice thundered through the air, bringing a fleeting sense of relief to the suffocating tension. Shivering, I wrapped my arms around myself, seeking protection from the unseen forces I could not perceive. “The ancestors do not understand the heavy price of their gifts,” Lyra said firmly. “I understand your desire to be free of it, my child. But believe me—your gift is a direct blessing from the Moon Goddess. Awaken your essence, master your magic, and in doing so, you will control your visions.”

Without another word, she bolted toward the door. Lysandra turned back to me, her fingers lacing through mine as though trying to pass her strength into me. Her own eyes glimmered with tears. “We came the moment Aria felt the stir of the chaos,” she whispered shakily. “Are they… are they going to hurt him?” “I don’t know,” I sobbed, shaking my head. My throat burned, and my chest ached with helplessness. Then my teary eyes locked on Aria. “You… you’re the moon goddess. You have the power to stop this, don’t you?”

He said handing them to me. I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first. The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame "When the moon weeps in silver tears, Where silence echoes through the years, And five fangs causes her pain, A child shall rise, with fire in her veins, Her soul alight, with shadowed blade, She shall walk paths where many fear,

Lyra's eyes burned. She slowly placed Aiden into the little girl's arms. Protect him. The girl nodded. Mother... Go. Lyra turned toward the woman. You want Aiden? Yes. Then come and take him. The woman smiled. Finally. Lyra released her power. The entire universe shook. Her Creator crown appeared above her head. Her wings spread behind her. Light and darkness merged around her body. The Mother Before Creation stepped aside. Kael slowly rose from the ruins. Lyra!

"I thought I'd never find you." Lyra whispered, "I knew you would." Ariana pulled back. "Are you hurt?" Lyra shook her head. "She protected me." Ariana looked toward the woman. "Why?" The woman answered before Lyra could. "Because she is my daughter." Everyone froze. Ariana stared. "What?" The woman looked at Lyra. "My daughter." Lyra lowered her eyes. Ariana looked between them. "But the Moon Goddess created her." "Yes." "Then how can you be her mother?"

“Take me instead. Please.” But the chanting continued. Lyra was shouting something underneath it. With my hand over my mouth, tears were rolling down my cheeks. I shook, torn between sadness and anger, love for the sister I once had, and horror at what she had become. The chanting grew louder still. The air thickened. And then there it was, somewhere deep into the hall, pulling me toward it, heavy and strong. The presence of the Goddess. Lyra’s body stiffened. Her screams turned to shrieks. “No! I won’t go! I won’t!”