Salt Goddess Novels & Stories

She called me poor in twelve different languages. “What if Maria sees us?” My eyes darted to the main door, worry gnawing at me. Regina, however, seemed nonchalant as she continued perusing her extensive wardrobe. “Don’t worry about her. She thinks I’m at school right now, and she’s likely entertaining her little kitty party group, going through verses of Silver Moon.” The Silver Moon was the ancient scripture that had stored the chronicles of Selene. I was somewhat surprised to learn that Maria was a devotee of the Goddess Selene, given her rather rigid demeanor.

So it had become second nature for him to kiss the back of a girl's hand as a basic form of courtesy. Staring at the girl who currently had her eyes away from him, he noticed the red hue on her skin present on her neck, ears and cheeks. He wasn't lying when he said she was pretty. She had a pair of crescent moon eyebrows currently looking down on black velvety eyelashes. Her midnight black hair was tied into a bun with its tip resting on her shoulders with the baby hairs stuck to her glossy skin, probably from the run she . The feature that he really liked about her however were her quartz coloured eyes, he hadn't seen anything like it before. They were gray and translucent, contrasting her

She revealed, taking my hands in hers. “How?” I wondered, completely enamoured by her experience. How I wish I could meet the Goddess only once. “Because you are a spitting image of Mother Selene herself.” Alpha Allison smiled softly and my body froze. “W-what?” I stuttered, my eyes were probably popping out of their sockets. “It’s true, I too have had the pleasure of meeting the Goddess in my dreams. You’re made in her image, Sophia.” Alpha Devin admitted and my head spun.

The eldest woman leaned back slightly in her chair. “There is an old legend,” she said quietly. Silver’s heart skipped. Kyrian remained silent. But Kael’s posture straightened slightly. He had heard this before. The woman continued. “The legend speaks of a Luna who will rise beneath a silver moon.” Silver’s fingers tightened around the crescent necklace at her throat. The pendant warmed faintly beneath her touch. “She will be bound to three Alphas,” the elder went on. “And her awakening will signal the return of ancient forces long buried beneath our world.”

When he walked onto the stage and raised his right hand, the petals gathered into his hand, reforming into a sword, which he pointed at Tessa. "You're not Tessa, the foreign minister. Who are you?" Chad was so certain because, in his third eye, Tessa was shrouded in a flame-like radiance. Although Chad had never seen Tessa in person, he knew that even a Mystic could not possess such radiance. Tessa smiled, a very seductive smile. "Oh, my. I didn't expect to be discovered. This is not good. Greetings, everyone. I'm Mixulla, the 80th-generation sun goddess of Saffronesia!"

Discomfort was a small price to pay for being alive. I reached into my coat and closed my fingers around the pendant that hung from my own neck. It was old and worn, a twin to the one Olivia now wore. I had kept it all these years, waiting for the day I would see its match again. That day had come. I had seen it around her neck when she left the pack hall. The silver wolf. The tiny stones that caught the light. It had belonged to her mother once. The Queen had worn it every day of her life.

Her eyes were silver and she wore a silver dress that shimmered in the blue light. Azura was mesmerized by the woman’s beauty. “Come my child,” the woman spoke, her voice so serene. Azura stepped closer. “I’ve been waiting for you,” the woman said softly. “Why? Who are you?” Azura asked curiously. “I am your mother and mother of all wolves. I am the goddess of the moon. I am Selene,” she replied with an earnest smile. Azura was taken aback at her response. “But what can I do for you?” Azura said confusedly. “My child, you are special. You are my gift to my children. You are the key to end Leus’s evil,” she said smiling again. Azura was still confused. “But..how am I suppose

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

“Selena, tonight you look as beautiful as the moon goddess!” “Congratulations on turning eighteen! May the Moon Goddess bless you with a powerful and worthy mate!” The fervent cries resounded in the clearing as they enthusiastically called out her name. With her golden curls glowing like molten gold under the moonlight, and the blazing torches roaring on the sides adding a mesmerizing glow to her face, Selena attracted the attention of all the unmated males in the pack. At this moment, as they watched the glowing female receive the flower crown of maturity on her head, every unmated male present ardently prayed to the Moon Goddess to make them the true mate of the beautiful female.

Stars sparkled within his translucent body, and his voice echoed like the whispers of ancient nebulae. Third was Levana, the Moon Mistress. She appeared as a serene figure, her skin pale and luminous like the moon at midnight. Her hair flowed like silver rivers, and her eyes were deep pools of liquid night, reflecting the phases of the moon. Fourth was Thalassia, the Ocean Keeper. Her form was fluid and ever-changing, shifting from water to ice to mist. Her eyes were the color of the deepest seas, and she exuded a calm yet formidable power, like the tide that shapes the shores.