Mother Goddess Statue Totk Novels & Stories

Some still standing to watch over my mate. My father standing in the foyer, observing us in case something goes down. We make our way in front of the water fountain. A cement wolf goddess statue with hands on the side of her mates head. An image of him howling but actually spitting out water. It’s actually a beautiful fountain. Believed to be an image of the real moon goddess and her mate. “Alpha, what is it that we need to discuss that we couldn’t discuss in front of the others?” The bastard says with a slight agitated tone.

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.

Thaelen and Thorarin were guided through into the great hall, lined with the altars of the gods, and began the slow progression from altar to alter, offering their pre-prepared sacrifices and prayers, until they reached the mother goddess, a magnificent stone statue of eternal youthful beauty, depicted with luscious fertile curves, full thighs, and rounded arms. The statue had been decorated with precious stones, her wrists, and arms ringed with gold, the eyelids painted with it. The statues eyes were set with the deepest blue-purple sapphires, reminding Thaelen of Sigrid’s dark blue, too knowing eyes, and her lips were painted the richest of reds. The statue of the mother goddess was dresse

Even her dress is carved in stone, and I marvel at how natural the wrinkles, seams, and folds of the dress seem, and how expressive the statue’s face, with the slightly quirked lips that give the feeling she’s smiling, the arrogant arc of her eyebrows that makes her seem powerful, the way her eyes almost looks like they are alive…she stands with her hands spread as is she’s embracing the world, and on one of her upturned palms is a globe, while on the other stands a miniature wolf. “Woah,” I find myself breathing out, “That’s remarkable.” “That’s a replica of the Moon Goddess,” Alexander whispers next to me, “Nobody knows when the replica was made, but legends say that she will stand with th

"Oh no, I didn't mean to judge you, I'm sorry!" "Relax, I get it," she said with a gentle smile, her voice soothing as she sat in a chair and pointed at the sofa opposite her, inviting me to take a seat and talk to her. "It's normal, priestesses are supposed to have this pure image and blah blah blah," she said, her tone laced with a hint of amusement as she wriggled her wrists, the movement drawing attention to the intricate tattoos that adorned her arms.

"Come off it mum. That would be a disgrace to the Saturn's territory, saranta's valley in particular. The crown prince Bethuliami went to earth alone and made his accomplices, why can't I? Or are you indirectly saying that Alvandia's stronger than us? " "No, dear, not at all, seems you have a very good point. Your wish is granted. You'd go alone to get the goddess. But if worst comes to worst, I'd send for help." "Mother, thank you." Damatris was cleansed and purified, her powers were tripled. The feminotes all donated a piece of their coral beads to her for protection. "Mothers! Mother Hudrab, Mother Gustav, Mother Nehelity and Mother Fredugu. The awaited day has arrived, our goddess will s

And I stopped punching and leaned my forehead against my arm that was glued to the wall. Rence touched my shoulder. "We will find her. We will not let Zack get her. Everything will be alright. Sophie is strong and will not let Zack get her just like that," said Blaze. And because of that, I calmed down a bit and I went back to my seat earlier. They were all sitting down. Until now, the dear king is still there. "Father, how is onerex performed?" Drake asked. "By drinking the legendary goddess's blood and then forcing them to drink your blood; but, only people who are blood-related to that legendary goddess can do so, and they must be someone incredibly evil and powerful," the king explained.

It was a massive, ornate stone building that carried echoes of the past and whispers of the potential future. I stood in front of the altar stiffly. It was covered in candles, enough that it was hot this close to it. I felt the sweat break out along my brow. A silver statue of the moon goddess stood in the center, her hands above her head holding a polished moonstone orb. The expression on the statue’s face was somber. Or it seemed that way to me, in this moment. My entire future hinged upon what happened next. I had no idea what kind of sign the elders would be looking for. The most likely outcome was that nothing would happen.

It was part of the souvenir I brought back with the map, and the witches were definitely not happy that they’d lost one of their most sacred totems. "Uh?" I turned to face the one-foot-tall, white statue of the goddess, "you had to find a way to derail me from my purpose? You think a measly, young girl is going to be able to stop me?" I laughed. My laughter echoed around the cave, twisting my soft cackle into an evil, villainy laughter. "In case you didn’t know, Moon Goddess," I continued, "I had her parents killed and I had my servant enslave the girl."