Sefirah Glow Of God Novels & Stories

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.

Seraphina. The Seer who had performed my Moon Blessing.

The mowngry tugged at the sleeves of his dress, urging him to come. The golden-haired maiden turned towards Khailis’ direction. “I think we’ve got company.” Feeling a little embarrassed for hiding herself even though she did not mean to, Khailis was about to emerge from behind the tree. She looked around for Gavil, but he had already walked before her towards the golden-haired maiden, bowing down his feline head. “Greetings to the celestial gods of the earth, God Templar and Goddess Freya!” Goddess Freya was in reference to Shia, so this maiden-like divinity must be God Templar - The God of Fire and Sun?! But, how can the fiery Fire God look so... womanly?

Freya turns livid, but she doesn't speak a word - I smirk. My hands come together in prayer, the seeress symbol on my arm glows silver, and the sky cracks open as lightning shoots down and envelops my body, "Voce de Oracle, I summon thee - Selene!"

CHAPTER ONE People think I am blind, but I'm not. I can clearly see people that I have to close my eyes to avoid what I don't want to see. My father said my vision was a blessing, but I think it's a curse. It's a well-kept secret from my family. I, Samantha Grey, am a seer.

Sofia whispered, her head falling back as the blue cracks on her skin began to glow with a soft, stabilizing emerald light. The other children moved in, forming a wide circle around Sofia and Nomo. They joined hands, their small bodies glowing with a collective resonance that defied the oily blackness of the sky. It wasn't the violent, explosive power of the Sovereign; it was the quiet, stubborn strength of the root. They were the "Seeded," and they were anchoring the sky.

Her arm trembled in excitement as it was fed fully, and soon enough a red light engulfed her spear. "Oh? You still resist?" The True Goddess revealed an arrogant smirk upon seeing Selina's resistance. She didn't try to stop Selina, neither did she have the intention to. She merely scoffed and said, "Go ahead child. Let's see what you can do." Selina closed her ears to the mockery of the Goddess before her. This woman was arrogant, and Selina would make her pay the price. The young member of Silver Wolves searched her heart and pulled out a Glow she rarely used because of the amount of destruction it wrought. Fire and Wind became even more dominant as Selina's Glow was activated. She slowly p

At first, I was too scared to move, but then I realized that the voice was calling out to me, beckoning me to come closer. I cautiously made my way towards the voice, my heart pounding in my chest. As I drew closer, I saw a figure emerge from the shadows. It was a tall, beautiful woman with piercing green eyes and jet-black hair. She was dressed in a yellow gown, and she carried himself with an air of confidence and power. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The woman smiled, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "I am Sephira," she said, her voice like honey. "And I have been searching for you, Eden."

He sat by the fire, hands still, eyes open, breathing like he was tethered to something below the earth. “It’s humming,” he whispered. Selene knelt beside him. “What is?” He turned toward her slowly. And in a voice not entirely his own, he said: > “The god who sleeps beneath the third moon.” --- Elira had changed, too. She no longer walked—she glided. Starlight spilled from her palms without pain, and every word she spoke sounded like it echoed backward through time. Selene watched them both from the edge of camp, heart aching with awe and fear.