My Lady Is A Warrior Goddess Novels & Stories

Had it been a myth all along, a way to let the children sleep at night in the midst of war? Had the red moon goddess truly abandoned them? Annalise was unlike any other that had come before her, she was truly blessed by the moon goddess in all things. But would she be strong enough to overcome the great difficulties that she would face,? life had a strange way of progressing and she would face decisions that we would have never expected before. she was strong and ready to face whatever came her way, she just didn't know it yet. A slave. A wolf. A woman.

"We have not abducted her, father. She had appeared in the middle of the fierce battle and had helped us. She had unsheathed her sword right in the war and had joined hands with us to slain our enemies and this was at the time when we had almost been defeated. Her presence had suddenly brought hope and strength and light to us.” The oldest of the men and the leader of the troop said. The Alpha looked genuinely surprised and he did not try to conceal his surprise. "This young woman, you say, son, had helped our tribe in a war? Never had it been heard that a woman posseses such dexterity with the sword and not once had it ever been mentioned that a woman brought light and strength and hope to

Though the room was dimly lit, he could make out that she was dressed in a black attire just like him. Laurier's expressions changed from respect to fondness and he continued to gaze at her beautiful face. Her short brown hair had fallen over her forehead and she looked angelic in her sleeping state, utterly different from her usual brave and robust form. She was the only Lady Commander in the Kingdom of Volar and he prided on it that she was his superior, unlike many men who had other thoughts altogether. It hurt their ego to be led by a woman, but Laurier marveled at it. He knew how efficient she was. The woman before him was more skilled than any person he had known and she was the only o

All of them nearly forgot to take a breath. The face of the lady with silver hair in traditional red cloth was so beautiful, if the leading lady is at the Idol level then the silver-haired lady is at the goddess level. The sharp eyes, the look of confidence, and proudly arrogance in her eyes make all of the people think that this silver-haired lady is the reincarnation of the goddess of war.

Sonya slowly made her way to where the mood goddess was standing. “Yes, moon goddess I am.” Sonya stated. Selene then took a dagger off her waist and made a slit on her forearm and Sonya’s. She held them together and said “I, Selene the moon goddess, do bestow the power for my goddess pendant to you Sonya Myers soon-to-be-Turner, to be its protector and in doing so be able to use the power from the pendant, when necessary, in the course of that protection. Do you accept Sonya Myers?”

I replied with a smile. Catherine was indeed beautiful. She had very long thick lashes and cute big eyes that fit perfectly on her round face. Fat cheeks and full attractive cheeks with well-accentuated curves and a beautiful heart as well. All the things I didn't have but wish I did. "Tonight is the night when you my girl takes back fully what truly belongs to you," Catherine said with a wink while proceeding to adjust her earring in the mirror. I smiled and picked up my purse from the table.

where did she? “I did not survive the primal wars just to be wasting my time with petty Goddesses.” It dawned on her. This bitch is Freya Lancaster, one of the most powerful Elf mages that existed. She was a legend even among secondary Gods. She and the big three Gods worked hand in hand in defeating Cronus. But they all thought that she was old and withered by this time. Elves do not possess the life span of a God. The war happened a long time ago, Demeter, her mother was not even in the picture. Then how?

The dress she wore was brightly colored, with an array of patterns that seemed to move as she did. “I’m all about balance. You’ll find most of us are. Galen, my consort, is as much a part of me as I am of him. Chaos and Order will always go together. Both must be preserved, or we’ll all perish.” Lina stepped up to the red-haired Goddess and gave her an appraising look. “So, Ulrich is the God of War, and this lady is the Goddess of Chaos. Who are you?” “May 16th, approximately 2:13 in the morning.”

I pulled her close against my chest and she went stiff. "You're a better fighter than me and the way you wield your sword reminds me of a great female warrior." "Who is she?" She whispered, staring into my eyes. I smiled, recalling the story mother always told me about the female warrior. I never really understood why there was a female warrior yet female wolves weren't allowed to fight. Mother always said she was a goddess, the goddess of hunting and wild nature and even the tradition that stopped females from fighting could never stop her because she was a fighter and she would always fight whatever stood in her way of living her dream.

Not sure I fully believe what she is spouting. Looking back at her sister, she smirks. “Gumption, I like it.” Turning back to me, she rolls her eyes, “I really hate the insinuation that I cannot be all those women. I am the Goddess of War foremost, for Jupiter’s sake! Are you humans so daft to think the art of disguise and infiltration is not part of that?”