Novel & Cerita My Lady Is A Warrior Goddess

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.

Her features looked eerily familiar—delicate but powerful, with a presence that drew every eye. “She was the first,” Seraphina explained. “Lira. Our mother. The goddess of the moon. She gifted our ancestors—her first children—with immortality, with strength, with the sacred duty of cleansing evil from this world and we, their offspring, Inherited these gifts.” I moved to the next painting. Lira standing before a burning city, her hands raised to the sky, light pouring from her. Behind her, shadows fled like smoke on the wind. “She came to purge the rot from the world. To bring balance. But some of her own turned on her. Betrayed her.”

Veyra couldn't breathe. The Moon Goddess didn't speak at first. She only watched her, head slightly tilted, the way a storm might study the sea before claiming it. There was no kindness in her gaze. No softness in the curve of her mouth. This was not the gentle deity Veyra had once imagined as a girl, praying beneath the stars. This was a warrior. This was the architect of destiny. Cloaked in blood. Wreathed in power. "You dare call me," the Goddess said at last, voice echoing not in sound, but in bone. "You, who walk the path I tried to keep sealed."

“And I will not let Logan take what is left! He is a threat, and I will cut him out!” It was then that Lila’s voice, smooth as silk and sharp as a dagger, sliced through the argument. “The Elders speak of the Goddess’s will, but they forget her first law: the strong survive.” She moved to stand beside me, placing a hand on my arm, a public show of unity. “They have weakened us with deceit and insulted our Alpha. To do nothing is not peace, it is surrender. The Moon Goddess honors strength and vengeance against those who betray her laws. My mate is not leading us to suicide; he is leading us to reclaim our honor.” Her words were a balm and a weapon. The murmurs of agreement from the warriors

A woman. Her long silver hair floated unnaturally around her body while glowing markings pulsed faintly across pale skin. She wore flowing white robes untouched by the desert wind, and her eyes… Moon Goddess. Her eyes looked like entire galaxies trapped beneath silver light. Every warrior around me immediately dropped to one knee including Drew. Even Vulk bowed instinctively beneath the force of her presence. I remained standing only because shock rooted me in place. The woman looked directly at me. “Lucen Blackthorne.”

And that's when I remember something, a narrative or a legend I've heard for the longest time. The moon goddess has four warriors....Hera, Aurora, Zoe and Iris who serve her faithfully. Wherever she goes, they are there with her. They are strong, beautiful and smart. No one can ever get close to the moon goddess because of these warriors. However, time must come when they have to leave their mistress behind and descend in our world for they will protect our kind from all danger. No one knows who they are or when they will come, but we all must alert until they show up.

Both of us were soaked. Seeing that I had also been splashed, the villager hurried forward, intending to apologize. However, the moment he looked at me, he fell silent as he stared in shock. I paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. My heart sank. Sure enough, Aldric’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rosalind and me. “The Princess’s mark on her forehead washed away with the water, but Lady Leanora’s makeup faded… and revealed a real birthmark! Lady Leanora… She is the true Chosen One!”

Lilith followed suit. Lilith felt like she could finally breathe once again when Blaze wrapped an arm around her waist. She needed him to hold her like this forever. "Lilith, my child, you did it! It was a test and you lived up to my expectations." The Moon Goddess praised Lilith for her bravery and dedication. Glancing at the pack members still knelt down, the Moon Goddess said, "You may all rise up." Looking at Lilith, the Moon Goddess declared decisively, "Lilith will be my first female warrior as the most powerful weapon to have ever existed."

The well where they can watch the battle was surrounded by Moria, goddess Alyah, Ni Faesta, and goddess Ferepia. They watched as two energies clashed harshly in the battle ground. The situation of Harlequin and the officials were reversed now, the hero was the only one moving, and all the other officials offered their mahò to the king. It was enough power to withstand the generated black mahò. But it was never enough to defeat it. “Can we really not severe the connection of the chain from the gate?” Goddess Alyah asked once again to Ni Faesta. The second in command in the high order, goddess of festivity, Faesta shook her head.