Mami Wata Goddess Novels & Stories

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

Since she was dosed with Wolfsbane there was nothing the Goddess could do to help either since her powers only increase Sonya’s already strong wolf powers. He ripped off her shirt and bra. She gasped and tried to go to Jake but Matt held onto her hands and held her upright. He licked the side of her face and neck which sent a horrible sickening feeling through Sonya almost like spiders crawling under her skin. He licked his way down to her breasts. He then unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down while Matt was sucking on her breasts. Jake was having excruciating pain from the interaction but used it as fuel to get out of his ties.

In a quiet Vip room in starlight The God Of war, God of control, Goddess of destruction, and Goddess of sin were all sitting back having a serious conversation. "This was a stupid idea you know that right? It's time to quit playing mind games and start actually doing something. I'm tired of not being able to use my magic. The Goddess of creation needs to be taught a lesson. Tortured alittle and than locked away forever. I'm done playing games. There needs to be a vote." Kali The Goddess of Destruction had been rambling on and on since they got into the club.

I looked around for Nania's figure, but in the temple this month, I found no one else except me.The night wind blew gently, and I returned to the temple of wolves again. I stepped over the scattered candles and porcelain fragments on the ground, and slowly walked to the milky white statue of the moon God.I raised my head and stared into the eyes of the moon God.The most revered goddess of this wolf clan, the mother of all werewolves.Also my mother.She gave me the power of magic, and she made me.It was also her who made me lose my partner.

The next thing I knew I was out like a light. “Mia, Ginger come to me my children. I am waiting form you in my realm. It’s time we talk about what is to come.” We heard in our dream Mia and I walked through this field to a forest and came to a little river that ran into a pond. There sitting on a rock was a beautiful woman who we knew as the moon goddess. Also one form of who the humans call God. She looked at us and smiled. I called you here for a reason my children. The time for war is coming closer and evil is almost up on you. Ginger and Mia you need to find the rest of your half siblings that your mother has created before she can turn them all against you. She has turn a dozen already

If you find multiple explanations of being a Hybrid wolf then don't fret, multiple folks have their multiple versions. 2. THIS ONE IS IMPORTNAT>In this book, the Moon Goddess doesn't pair mates. The paring of mates is done by ISHTAR, Sumerian and Babylonian goddess of love and fertility. She had a habit of attracting lovers and then killing or maiming them.

My father, being a god, it was only natural for my mother’s werewolf genes to morph and make her immortal, thus giving her the power of bonding to help Selena, the Moon Goddess, making mother a goddess herself. Mother had had plenty of gatherings so that the new gods, angels, and demons could all mingle with each other since some parents had never raised an opposing species. I loathed those gatherings growing up. I never played with the other deities, just staying in my corner and sulking because if I took part, I’d blow up in anger over something petty.

Allorah explained with a sad smile, “But for him, I would exchange my life. Just to save him. His worth it.” Mother Goddess watches her. As she looked at the man in the fountain with warm eyes. “Is he the one you received name?” Mother Goddess asked. “Yes,” Allorah said, looking at Mother Goddess. “Come, child,” Mother Goddess offered. They both walked away. Towards another large fountain. Moving her hand, Mother Goddess made a swirl. The clear water glimmer like it had sparkles suddenly change into a crimson red. Dabbing it. She turns to Allorah. A smile played on her lips.

Third Point Of View: Once upon a time, there lived a wicked witch named Eve. Isis was the name of a wicked witch who was also referred to be a goddess. And there was a wicked witch who was also known as Queen, and her name was Medea. They all sprang from the same womb and woman, had the same mother, but no father. She produced them all by herself, using a few of her soul spirits.

She thought as she began to unleash her pent up emotions, "Sir Amaris, you've been going on and on about wolves, Luna Kingdom, whirlpools and blah blah blah. Saying and doing one thing after another that I have never seen nor heard of before. You also kept me hostage, not letting me go to my home where my grandmother is currently waiting for me, probably worried sick that her granddaughter hasn't made it back home when it's way past closing hours." "You did not for once consider how I'm handling all this but instead barrage me with one question after another! I'm sorry but I don't know any special entry or exit of the bathroom, it's the same door we all use." Arya said as she stood up from t