Mami Wata Goddess Novels & Stories

To welcome anyone who calls for her. Kaszran's first woman, of this world. Fallen from the sky. Alone. Creating men, women and animals from its warm and vital breath. Filling these lands with life. It's possible? Is it possible that our Goddess Mother of All, forgotten by men on the continent, is the goddess of wolves' lust? When I realize I'm right next to Mig. Both of us looking at the statue in front of us. His expression gives me no clue as to his thoughts, but I don't need him to tell me; I know.

Amber started as she tilted her head left to right in an unsure way. " There's a God of Love?!" Manor choked out through a cough. " I heard of Zagerust God of curiosity, Givendale God of peace, Asil Luna Goddess of Healing, Lexi Bathory God of Virtue, Exinious God of War and Helder God of Knowledge but not Rhane..." I listed all the gods on one hand but failed to recall this Rhane. " You're forgetting about Misaki." Manor barked. " What is she, god of again?" Terrius wondered out loud.

Mia's pov We had decided to hang out in the Alpha lounge until the meeting, we didn't have much to do anyway, the adults were handling it. As much as my friends tried to steer the conversation away from my past, somehow, we ended up talking about it. "Wow" Wade said as I told them about my meeting with the Goddess of nature and how she was the moon Goddesses older sister. "There has to be more of them, we were created by Goddess Selene, the witches by the goddess of nature. Which could only mean there are others responsible for other creations" Britney said, making me wonder how real that was.

I said looking away from her adorable face, rubbing the back of my neck. “Thank you for that. I really do appreciate you looking out for us.” She smiled and looked at where Angel and Link were playing. She then noticed the 3 men walking through the playground. “But back to the Moon Goddess.” She said, “Who is she??” “The Moon Goddess is the mother of all werewolves. She is the creator of our species and the keeper of the werewolves souls after they pass. She pairs our human halves with our wolf halves. To complete that person. And she is the one who pairs us with our mates.” I said smiling.

' I arched my eyebrow. He looked intently into my eyes, checking if I would back out. He must have seen the determination written in my eyes before he heaved out a sigh. 'Dameta is the spirit goddess of the celestial realm, or must I say, she is one of the daughters of the Moon Goddess.' "What?!" I said out loud, not minding if Ismael was unconscious or not. "One of the daughters of the M—" Henry shut me up by covering my mouth. 'Shut up! I told you not to reveal it to anyone!' He glared at me.

Although she seems very old she is still strong and very knowledgeable. I just nodded at her words. But there is a doubt in my heart. I don't know if I can help bring peace back to this world. What can an ordinary woman with no powers like me do to help restore the peace in this world? So I don't know if I believe what Old Remi said that I am the reincarnation of Sabina who is a goddess in this world.

Chamuel said with a kind smile, bringing his divinity of love into his words to Blake. “I understand. The ladies are present, and you don’t want to destroy your relationship with them as they are here to help you. I do understand where you are coming from, I really do, but if you try to use your love divinity on me again, I will tear your skill out of your dantian and deliver it to Goddess Maia as a gift.” Blake spoke kindly with a smile, realizing that Chamuel was trying to persuade Blake to believe him. “Goddess Maia? I read about her in an ancient text. She was the Goddess of sexual prowess, playfulness, and wishes, was she not?” Sister Terrie asked curiously why Blake would even mention

the atmosphere seemed to call to her. The sphere pulsed. The runes on her desk ignited. Theo’s hand brushed her arm. “Steady—” But it was too late. The energy flooded through her veins like starlight turned liquid. Images flared behind her eyes—wolves made of constellations, a moon bleeding silver, and a woman’s voice whispering, Daughter of the stars… awaken. A rush of power tore free. Light exploded from the desk, scattering the class in a chorus of gasps. The sphere cracked down the middle, and from its core burst a silver wolf—ethereal, luminous, and very much alive.

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

They called her the weakest omega. Sophia Blake has spent nineteen years surviving in Moonridge Pack. Wolf-less, powerless, and treated as a servant, she has learned never to dream of a better life. Until one night, she meets a mysterious stranger. He is arrogant, powerful, and strangely familiar. Neither knows the other's identity, but something ancient stirs between them. One unforgettable night later, Sophia believes she has finally found someone who might choose her. Then the Moon Goddess chooses her mate. Damon Scott—the Alpha Prince. For one breathtaking moment, Sophia thinks her life is about to change. Instead, Damon looks her in the eyes and rejects her befor