Salt Goddess Novels & Stories

Her voice echoed again in my head like a mystical instrument. Turning, I beheld a vision of ethereal beauty— a woman upon a silver chariot. Her lovely, long silver hair was crowned with a crescent moon, and her flowing silver gown shimmered in the night, radiating a soft, moonlit aura. She was Selene, the Moon Goddess and mother of the Shifters. What's happening?!!!

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.

She seemed amused by the precautions. "You must be Aria," she said, her smile gentle. "And Alpha King Dante. It's an honor." "Who are you?" I demanded. "I have many names. But you can call me Selene." Dante's hand found mine, squeezing tight. Selene. The Moon Goddess. "That's impossible," I said. "The Moon Goddess is a legend." "Is she?" Selene gestured to herself. "I'm sitting right here. Very real. Very much not a legend."

Wildflowers budded in soil I had salted with wolfsbane and ash. Healing. Without my permission. Despite my desecration. "No." The word tore out, raw and ugly. I reached for the water - my water, my dowry, my destiny - and the pool erupted. Light blasted upward. Figures emerged - tall, winged, eyes like molten silver. The moon sprites circled, their radiance a cage of judgment. "I have returned." My chin lifted. Title was my shield. "Luna of Bloodvale. Saintess of the Church. Wife to the Fenrir Alpha. I claim the Moon Tide Heart."

Cool right…NOT! Isle Radha sits in the north Atlantic Ocean near the Tropic of Cancer. Radha in Hindi means queen love of Gods, and rightfully so since this island was created to hide the Goddess of the moon Selene’s precious daughter, whom the other gods helped her create… A.K.A me. So, you see that’s why no one is allowed to remember me once they leave the island, the gods must protect their precious little treasure.

So I gathered all my courage and started reading. Thousands of years ago, the great Titan, Hyperion, married his sister, Theia. She gave birth to Helios, the Sun God, Eos, the Dawn Goddess, and Selene, the Moon Goddess. Selene was a beautiful deity, with silvery blonde hair that cascaded down to her feet, skin so white it seemed almost translucent, and eyes that shone like gold. She was in command of the moon and was given the power to create lycanthropes, which were creatures that had the ability to transform into wolves.

the voice continued. "The witch told me I am a hybrid," I whispered. "The Protector sealed your powers—a blend of Wolf, Dragon, and Angel blood—to safeguard you and Alpha Silas from power-hungry individuals." "What do you mean?" I questioned, seeking further clarification. "You are the Key to Paradise, which makes Silas the lock and the protector of the Moon Goddess's powers," the voice explained. "Can you provide more details about the Moon Goddess's power? Why have Silas and I been entrusted with such responsibilities?" I inquired, wanting a deeper understanding.

Determined to convince Natalie, she resorted to bribery, hoping that it would sway her friend's loyalty. ‌ "Natalie, I understand your concerns, but please, I'll pay for your treatment at the salon," Karen pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of desperation and frustration. "Just help me access the new recruits’ personal data. I need to find out the truth." ‌ Natalie's eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as she seized the opportunity presented to her. She saw a chance to indulge in luxuries beyond her usual means and to sate her own desires under the guise of helping her friend.