Oya Offerings Novels & Stories

As Joya climbed the staircase, she looked around and saw that other faithful worshippers climbed with offerings balanced on their shoulders, baskets of fruit, folded cloth, and jars of oil—while priests in white and crimson moved solemnly among them. Some priests blessed those who offered more gifts. Joya felt reluctant to go any further, but she immediately changed her mind when she heard her stomach grumble. Unlike everyone around her, she wasn't here to worship foreign gods. She needed a source of income, and she had heard rumors of the wages workers in the temples get paid. The scent of burning oil and sweet herbs grew stronger as she neared the higher steps, smoke curling down from abov

"What are these?" "A doggo culture," he says, "they give offerings for their new Alpha as a sign of submissiveness or to esteem you. Feel godly yet?" I made my first smile today. What a cute tradition. Even if it's inside wrapped boxes—with a variety of sizes—I can tell it's something pleasing to my appetite due to the scent. One tiny box contains a single piece of white cookie and my face is carved on it. I'm sure the kids made it. Most of the offerings are gold, fruits of their harvest, and tiny souvenirs. I'm not expecting this!

Maya asks. “No,” my father answers for me. “As long as he’s back for the ceremony tonight.” “What ceremony?” “Our yearly offering to the Moon Goddess,” Jolie answers, an ugly smile on her face. “You should like it – it’s a blood offering.” Maya says nothing for a while, just stares at my sister, her face passive. “Should be interesting,” she remarks dryly.

for the others. At that point Sam signaled to have the food and drink carts brought out. Both hard and soft drinks were available and the men knew not to drink in excess. Finger food, like shrimp (hot and cold) salmon, beef rolls, fruits and veggies were on the food cart. There were also a small dish of blue pills, for those who wanted them.

“You? Oya? You need a favor from me? I hardly know how I could be useful to you.” Oya ignored the sarcasm in his tone and raised her chin with pride as she spoke to him. “As it stands you might prove useful after all. I need you to claim the life of another and as a reward, I will give you all the many souls you wish to torture both of god and man.”

Ocean is really going to have a hard time with his mate and ill make sure to rub it in at every opportunity, I'm just glad my beautiful Sky is calm and placid as opposed to the hot fire Ocean has now got. "Right so Lanna here gets messages from time to time from the moon godess" "Really?" everyone asks looking to Lanna who smiles awkwardly "Yes but they all lead to the same thing WAR IS COMING and it seems that the time is finally now" "So what does it have to do with us?" Sky whispers "Well my love, we need to get our mates, you and Desert," I say nodding towards Desert and bring you home safe because we are nothing without our other halves"

"They don't like being denied, so in matters like this, if you already have a boyfriend, he would be the one to pay homage. But since you're single, you will have to do it yourself." "How is the homage paid?" "You will give him an offering. It has to be some gift, like a bottle of wine or maybe a wristwatch, but it has to be of some value. Not too cheap." "But you know I don't have money. My parents are struggling after a bad investment." "I know. We are in the same boat, but I will support you. After this, we'll get wine and a wristwatch so we can send it through a presenter." "A presenter?"

As I made my way to the temple’s outer rest area, a handmaiden approached me and whispered respectfully, “Representative of the Silver Fang Pack, please proceed to the central altar. The ‘Offering to the Moon’ you submitted will be presented personally by you.” I froze. “My offering?” She smiled. “Three sacred ritual items, submitted from your personal collection. They’ve been formally entered into the ancestral offering registry.” A chill ran through me, but my feet were already carrying me up the steps.

…An offering? She mentioned an offering, an act of paying tribute to the foot of the statues of the deities. She was perfectly aware of what it meant, but in this realm, offering to a deity’s statue is highly sacrificial. It is only done when a mortal is desperate and seeks divine intervention. And it’s almost taboo since the ‘offering’ is a soul in exchange for salvation. Or in this case, enlightenment. They cannot very easily hear a response from the deity unless their sacrifice is sufficient.

Chief Javiar bowed down gifted a native blade of Osaana as gift to Eloy. ------------------ If Eloy had his emperors making love to him all night after that, not tiring him at all, he very well deserved all of it. --------------