Oba Goddess Novels & Stories

Hilda walked out on this unnamed lady who seemed to be amongst the league of the gods and goddesses of the power pantheon. A voice called "Aaia" from behind, it was Den'nor. The one who has the ability of lightning. The sky controller of the Power pantheon. It was presumed that the name of this new goddess is Aaia as it seemed. "What is the goddess -- personification of beauty doing out here by herself?" Asked Den'nor as he stepped forward. He was seen with a masculine form of thiara over his forehead Just as Hilda did to her, she did the same to Den'nor. Walked out on him without any words, just like he wasn't there.

Everything I saw took to take, filling my hands with bags and more bags… — Dalia, come here. – calls Leo, pointing to a tent full of statues. I approach the tent and see that Leo has a wooden statue in her hands. — Here, take Oxum with you. – says Eleanor, putting the statue in my hands. — She is the goddess of fertility, will help you have the baby.

continued the moon goddess. ******

the woman explained her arrival. Ghevana then told me that she found clues through the moon. That the full moon fell earlier than usual therefore she believed that the goddess would return and save the wolf nation. The goddess would also save humans from the cruelty of vampires. "The constellations also make it clear that she is getting closer," she added, handing over her thick book. "Are you sure she's still alive and that she wants to defend my people?" asked Marcus enthusiastically. "Of course! She is a goddess born of a human father and a werewolf mother. She will have both the strength of her father and mother. Cruelty like her mother and gentleness like her father," the woman guessed

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.

Anna thought while stunned. Anna, who is called the Goddess of a thousand mammoths because of her extraordinary strength. Devora, on the other hand, is called the Soul Goddess because of her beauty and ability to remove souls from the bodies of others. By using her black power. She can instantly destroy the soul of anyone she touches or paralyze it, so that her victim's body will be unable to move. She can also move around to different places like a ghost so others call her Ghost princess. They were the two goddesses who had been the left and right hands of one of the powerful kings of their time, and they had been faithful and wonderful when it came to carrying out the orders of superiors.

They don't have any preference but to trust this human. David Apsyrtus turned his body so he faced her, He grasped both of her hands. "Each lake in the Moonland has unique properties. I discern them when I touch the water. While I know now who you are, it will not be easy for you. I think you are her daughter, you are the offspring of the last Moon Goddess,the one who will bring an end to this war, besides he also had the ability of fire like you." David clarified. His words were kindness, a concern that was so quick that for her, it was natural. This vigilance was a part of who he was and that was, if she was honest, the most attractive feature she had seen for quite some time.

“She is me.” “She was,” Velra corrected. “But right now? You are Becky. You are choice. Emotion. Growth. She was rage and duty and silence. She is not whole without you. And you are not safe without understanding her.” “Wait so you're saying that Becky… “ Jimmy said, using his hands to draw an invisible circle at me. " Is Te Fiti the goddess of life while Nethara is Te Kã the lava demon. Form Moana?” “Well Jimmy, if that helps you understand it better, then yeah, it's like that." Velra said.

The child did not yet know she had been born into a betrayal. ​Seraphyne lowered her gaze, her face beautiful beyond the limits of mortal imagination. Hair like woven sunlight cascaded over robes intricately embroidered with shifting constellations, while a crown of living, pulsing radiance floated just above her brow. Throughout the countless territories under her vast dominion, temples had been erected in her honor, kings bled for her favor, and millions of faithful offered their desperate devotion each day. She was the High Goddess of Radiance, an undisputed victor of three consecutive Rankings, and one of the most terrifyingly powerful deities in Heaven.

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.