Novel & Cerita Mami Wata Goddess

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.

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.

Selwyn placed his hand on the man’s shoulder smiling and said,” Father C it’s good to see you again.” I smiled at Father C and for a moment wondered again what the C stood for. No one would ever tell me, not even my mate. I guess I would have to ask him one day. As the men began to talk about the situation I turned myself back to the fire and focused on the dark magic I had felt on the baby crib that Jeremy slept in. I studied the pattern of the dark magic in my mind and what I had felt earlier trying to memorize it completely so if I came across it again I would recognize it quickly. I stared blankly into the fire as the buzzing filled my head again and I knew the mother goddess was near.

he paused with excitement as he set to go through it, he sat on the chair in his study and lit the wooden torch on the wall. (The gods and goddesses were divine pure spirit, the goddess of air, the goddess kasha (Earth) Naruto the god of the sun, Nymiway the goddess of water, Tiamat the goddess of fire and there came the little devil Magna, the god of pure darkness. He was later banished and he becomes Magnus the god of darkness and lord of demons, full of hate for his older siblings' Creation. He tried to lay ruins in their realm and bring misfortune to their children, that was when the siblings' feud started, the other gods join heads together and banish him to a realm created out of his m

Mum said sternly, “Wait seriously?” “We aren’t sure, there has never been a male Triple Goddess as the powers are only passed from mother to daughter. But because you aren't inheriting them it means you’re not a God or Goddess and could instead access them through your True Mate bond. However, if you use the power, you may offend the Moon Goddess causing her to retaliate against you” Mum continued, “Couldn’t that hurt Zee? If I use her power, will it weaken her like sharing my healing strength did to me? Would the Moon Goddess retaliate against only me, or her as well?”

A long time ago, before the packs dominated the land and before the first war split the clans, it was said the Moon herself descended to the world not as a moon in the sky, but as a woman. She walked amongst men and wolves, in flesh and blood, her beauty so true, so wild and real, that people could not gaze upon her without a shiver going through their very soul. It wasn’t just her face it was the way she moved, that sweet voice of hers and that pain in her eyes. She was not meant to be in this world and yet she wanted to be in this world.

Serenya and Kaelan were somewhere else in the castle. “Papa Olgyn told me, since she was in my womb, that he would give her a special gift,” Mamá said softly, emotion tightening her voice. “I never imagined he would make her a Goddess. He said she had taken more from his bloodline than from our werewolf bloodline. He was so proud of it. A Goddess walking the earth… He said." She reached over and smoothed her hand over my leg with a mother’s tenderness. “I guess he already knew she was destined for this fucker,” Dad scoffed, shooting Azrael a pointed look. “If she’s a Goddess, that makes her immortal.”

"I didn't test it. It felt — limitless isn't the right word. Unbounded. Like there wasn't a wall, just a choice of how far to extend." Zane was quiet. "My mother wrote about this," he said. "Not from experience — she didn't survive long enough for the power to settle fully. But she wrote about what the texts described." He paused. "She called it the Goddess's sight. Not seeing exactly. Feeling. Being able to feel the state of things from a distance." "The Chosen is supposed to be able to feel the health of the pack system," I said. "That's in the original texts. Not the individuals — the system. Whether it's working. Where it's breaking."