Novel & Cerita My Lady Is A Warrior Goddess

Unknown Pov. walking her way towards the garden, everyone greeted cheerfully as they passed by, Seranda was not used to being called lordess or other names such as princess or queen. Barely weeks ago she had been nothing but a sacrifice to be offered to the gods of death. She never dreamt of having anything good but here she was in the barracks where her mate commended. They walked in silence, Sarah doing simple explanations along the way and Kate walking right behind to be scared to offend the lordess. Unlike her mistress, Seranda was even more important, hurting or offending her was far scarier than the wrath of her mistress.

The goddess spoke to Hilda in the same manner she spoke to her the last time. "Welcome Hilda. I feel it's time to continue where we left off because imminent wars are rising." the goddess passed as a wind made Hilda turn to face the direction the wind blew from. "You cannot see me, Hilda. You only have to listen to my words. The Lumen's pack is at war again. And you are the only one who can save them." The goddess replied. "How, I don't even know what to do. I'm just a lowly servant who was opportune to be turned into a werewolf by a mistake." Hilda replied with fear in her eyes.

A strong wind threw Asher, Lance, Noah, and Ezekiel back, sending them crashing into trees. Maggie struggled to open her eyes through the banging in her head and when her vision cleared she saw the goddess materialize above her with a cold grin stretching her red lips. Her red hair was done in a single braid and for the first time, she was dressed for battle in pure gold armor decorated with intricate relief images of dragons, wolves, and roses. “You summoned me, mortal, I listened. Now, I am the one you should be fighting.”

She gave him one look, and then her eyes fell back on me. "First, I would like to tell you a story. It is about a warrior named Catalyn, the blessed. She was a blessing from the moon goddess herself; she was best at every single thing she did. The moon itself smiled at her, but there came a dreadful day. The Lycans attacked her pack while she was away hunting and slaughtered every one of her pack members, they were only a pack of fifty. She returned back to see what had befallen her people, the people she loved and could give her life for.

MADDOX “A very brief history lesson is necessary. Generations ago, there was a pack that was attacked and massacred. The enemy lined everyone up and slaughtered them. There was a young pup named Sorenthica Quolia who was in that line, but the Goddess shielded her from the enemy. They left believing that nobody survived. It was because of this girl’s strength and pure soul that the Goddess chose to bless her with immense power in order to protect others from the fate that her pack suffered. Each female of her bloodline would become a warrior and hold a portion of that power, but certain ones would be given the full power. We, the females of her line, are called Vessels.”

Sage pulled Emily into a hug. Sage was a small woman, with her shoulder-length brunette hair and gigantic boobs she looked hot as hell. Maybe spending time without Maddy won't be that bad. Jes stared at Sage and it seems like she might have found her spirit animal in Sage. All she needs now is to write a new bucket list that she's going to fill with Sage. "You got to be kidding me, Emily." Maddy grunted. Jes had an evil smile on her face. Emily pulled back from the hug and gave Maddy a warning look.

“Boss, Boss Harvey, look carefully. Who, who is that?” An elderly man finally recognized Lana. He was so startled by it, even his voice sounded shaky. The most terrifying part of all was that Lana was merely a messenger. Who exactly could possibly make a God of War send a message on their behalf? “God-Goddess of War, Lana!” After Boss Harvey took a careful look at the lady, he gasped. When this majestic Goddess of War arrived at the Middle Province, she would have the power to rule over life and death. It was unsure just how many powerhouses wanted to butter up to her.

“My Lady!” “Rise.” She ordered I did, though my legs trembled. She stepped forward, and with her came memory. I saw visions and flashes of Ivy as a child, Ivy in pain, Ivy glowing with power not yet understood. of battles yet to come, of blood spilled, of kingdoms divided and Ivy… standing in the center of it all, cloaked in light and shadow. “She is not the weapon they fear,” the Moon Goddess said. “She is the balance they crave.”

Even this woman, in all her glory, couldn't blot out the blood of others from the face of the earth. "Let me introduce myself, mortal," the lady stated as she slowly walked towards Aegeus. Aegeus could feel a strong suppression on his soul the closer she got to him. Each step she took was akin to a large boulder being dropped onto his heart. His will was firm, but it was bound to be broken under such a relentless barrage. "I am a First Class General of the great True Goddess and an Explorer of Worlds. I have traveled to the realms unknown and have fought wars that remain untold. Such is my legacy."

I wasn’t from this side of the battle; if I had to join, I would be next to the High Priestess. Lady Markbill walked calmly, her claymore in one hand, and no monster approached her. She radiated even when she walked to her death. I didn’t like it. With each step, the ground froze under her feet. She was a fiery woman but her power was rooted deep within the ice. “Come down and fight me, disaster,” she pointed her claymore at Victoria who burst out laughing. “You brought death and chaos to our land. We don’t accept you between our ranks.”