Mystical Names Female Novels & Stories

Not that I really care, but I am slightly curious. “Selene, of course. The Moon Goddess has it all planned out” Lunaya answered instantly. My anger spiked at hearing the name, the name I had to hear over and over again as I was being tortured. The name of the mystic being responsible for my creation. The original witch herself. The fucking Moon Goddess. I curled my lip back and snarled. “You’re fucking nuts, you know that right? I’m not part of this weird ass fantasy you have cooked up in that coo-coo mind of yours” I spat,

The night air was cool, the scent of moonflower thick around them. “You are adapting well,” Elira said softly. “Better than I expected.” Crystal folded her hands in front of her. “I’ve had help. Ryder, Elder Mara, my wolf.” The Queen smiled, serene. “Yes. Aelira, is it?” Crystal blinked. “You know the name?” “I’ve heard it only in ancient tales,” Elira said with a sigh. “Names have power, child. Some carry more than just identity.” She stopped by the edge of a pond, where silverfish glided beneath the surface.

A fleeting smile touched her lips, hinting at a secret intertwined with her essence. "I came into this world during the Dark Green Moon's radiant sweep through the night's velvet expanse. In my culture, such an occurrence is seen as an omen of fate, be the fates good or bad, time will only tell." she shared, her narrative conjuring a sense of ancient celestial wonder. "My name means 'dark moon'—a nod to the mysterious heavenly body present at my arrival." With her words, Esmeray wove the fabric of her people's lore, binding her soul to the cosmic entities of old.

“None of this makes sense to me.” “A telepath possessing a generous heart, compassion, and the bravery and strength to survive the heartbreak of being parted from her werewolf mates, and then losing a baby…” Stella explained patiently. “The moment Aaron compared your details to those in the records all the pieces seemed to fit. The next Emissary, it was foretold would be born in the year of the Griffin, under the crescent to waxing moon… Aislen means dream or vision, and Morgana a sea-circle, which fits with the line of prophecy that the dreamer will close the circle. Thanks to your time with us, you were taught witchcraft, but were not a witch.”

I was considered short but half-bloods were really short. "Just water." A Goddess asked next to me with a raised eye brow causing me to perk up. "Actually I'm expecting." I happily stated as I rubbed my stomach. The Goddess looked down and smiled. The other Goddesses next to her smiled to. "Congrats. My name is Arialle. We are all different Goddesses of crafts and creations." She said. I smiled because I never was allowed friends and I would've been a goddess of creation if I didn't mess with forbidden magic. "I'm Mazaya. Just Mazaya." I said alittle to loud.

I ask, surprised and bewildered, though I already suspected her identity. "I am known by many names," she replies with a shrug. "But my true name is Selene, the Moon Goddess, the creator of all supernatural beings," she smiles serenely, while my mind is flooded with shock and awe.

I try to rationalize with her, but it seems fruitless. "It's your faction, Kas. Mavri Magea is Greek for Dark Magic. Nowadays, I think our sisters call us ‘The Dark’. Rude isn’t it? We didn’t pick the name. Mother gave it to us. We are the youngest of the Manae. And you are the youngest of all of us. Mother saved the best for last, I guess. Can you believe she had to ask permission to change the calendar just for you?" she chuckles as she shakes her head at a memory.

I am curious to know more. “Yes, your first name is for the moon goddess, your middle name is Cate in reverence of Hecate and your last name, our family name is Artemisia. Artemisia is a large genus of 200-400 plant species that includes many medicinal and magical herbs.” My grandfather explains.

“You’re from the islands?” I nod. “Yes, but I can’t remember which one.” She cleared her throat. “I am also from the islands. I fled many years before you were born, but that is why my name is Mystica, because where I come from, healers are revered for their closeness to the Moon Goddess. It is said that our people are directly descended from her, though I don’t think that’s true of all of us, but certainly the leaders.” “What island are you from?” Poppy asks.

We can definitly see it on Kavi without a doubt so it must be you, Luna Jewel. I perk up and all attention is now focused on her. (( Well my dears, )) That voice is not Jewels voice (( Hello again, I am Jade and I am a Mystic Wolf, that is the reason why you could not smell me before, because I had no pack I had no scent and now since I've met my mate my scent has returned also since you are apart of my mates pack and I've marked him and laced his blood with my own, he shares my power and it also extends to his entire pack right down to the pups. However my gift of strength is only given, it can not be taken, meaning only I can give it, if someone where to bite me in hopes of gaining strengt