Sekhmet Egypt Novels & Stories

Because she was connected telepathically to the Einherjar, so did they. That need to kill poured through all of them, empowered by Sekhmet’s Bloodlust. And kill they did, as fiercely and violently as they had in the past. All became more lethal and ruthless even as Freya was overwhelmed by her own dark desires. She poured what was left of her Ascendant Form energies into herself out of that desire, and Thanatos also followed suit. The ship pulled an excess amount of energies from its demimatter generators and poured them through its liquid circuits.

He turned away from her so she could only see his profile. Nyla had never considered her name before. Did regular humans think about why they were called humans? “No.” “Menhit is the goddess of war in ancient Egyptian culture,” he told her. “She was pictured as a lioness. Her name literally means ‘one who massacres.’”

Others close in from behind, but I’m locked on the horrors in front. “I am Chernobog,” the bone giant growls. “I am Sekhmet,” the lioness hisses. “I am Hel,” the half-skeletal woman says, her teeth clicking as she speaks. “We wanted you to know who’s sending you to your death.” Gods of death and destruction. Fantastic. They unleash their powers. Chernobog conjures spears from thin air, growing larger as they hurtle toward us. Sekhmet cups a sickly green mist in her palms—pestilence, thick and oozing.

" – Lauren asked, looking at her, touching her hair, trying to align it. “Perhaps because it is mythological in many ways. The goddess Meretseguer was represented by her, Goddess who loves silence, was guardian of the tombs of Thebes, the valley of the kings, when they tried to rob their tombs, it was Meretseguer responsible for giving them lessons, he caused very poisonous bites and blindness to the bad ones, but he could also take care of the good ones who presented themselves as repentant. Also... - He paused causing even more anxiety in Lauren to hear what that very experienced man had to say.

After Pharaoh Amenkhepri's death, she had withdrawn from court, claiming to seek a life of prayer and solitude. But Kharef had never trusted her. She had always surrounded herself with strange seers, forbidden rituals, and those who whispered to powers beyond the temples. If anyone possessed knowledge forbidden to the royal court… It was her. "If she knows..." Kharef murmured. "...then she will not welcome the woman." The High Priest closed his eyes. "No. She will try to erase her before destiny is fulfilled." A heavy silence settled between them. Finally, Kharef turned toward the temple entrance.

When the gods went to war, in the midst of the war of the gods, when the bat men and the wolf men took sides separated by the beast men who were represented by each of the gods of ancient Egypt. The gods allied themselves and opted for one side, when in the midst of the battles, which followed when the gods went to war, between their soldiers of the armies of the underworld, in which SOCARÍS, in which also known as Sokar, Seker or Sokaris was a god and one of the oldest gods in the Egyptian pantheon, fought in the midst of battles, when several men were slaughtered. As more people and soldiers among the beast men and lycanthropes, Socaris used his powers to bring back the bat men, they were

Lero nodded his head as Cena remained silent and sad. “She was helping them plan this whole thing when one of her shifters betrayed them. Leviathan knew where they were and sent Behemoth after them. Bastet fought them off while Horus, Sopdet, and Anubis got away. She actually killed Behemoth, but Leviathan’s son was following behind Behemoth as plan B. He fought Bastet but had a hard time doing so. He could have killed her easily because she was so weak. However, he was stunned by her beauty. Her elegance prolonged her life for a short while.” Lero stopped as he took a moment to prevent any tears from escaping.

There was peace throughout all of the kingdoms, that worshiped the Moon Goddess, for almost a millennia, then Alpha Kushim happened. As the story goes, Alpha Kushim was born sometime around 3,400 BCE, dates differ depending on who you ask, in Ancient Uruk, which is now in the area of what we call Iraq. Kushim was not happy with his mate, she was the high warrior from Nippur. She was born an omega, and worked her way up the warrior ranks. Kushim was appalled that he would be paired with someone from the lowest station, it didn’t matter to him that she had worked so hard to work her way up, or that an omega was even able to achieve the rank of top warrior. Kushim rejected her. Selene was great

Blood had soaked into the sand. Sekhmet’s pack had lived in harmony with the desert for generations. They were of a sacred bloodline, direct descendants of the primal wolves who had once guarded the pharaohs. Shapeshifters. Guardians. Bound by an oath never to harm a human soul—because they had once been both. Sekhmet’s voice was weak as she pushed through her final contractions. Her people were gone. Her mate—slaughtered. Her baby was the last of their line. And Vivienne knew she could not let this child die.

This one was two inches smaller and more delicate than my original, and my features weren’t as harsh. “Never mind that,” I blurted. “How are you feeling?” “What happened?” He glanced around the room. “Why am I in a hospital?” “Mr. Griffiths, what is the last thing you remember?” asked the healer. Griff tilted his head to the side. “Are you the Egyptian goddess Sekhmet?” The lion-headed healer paused. “That was what I called myself before the Great Divide.” “You recognize her?” I asked Griff. He grinned. “Master Sanguinelo taught me Ancient Egyptian history in the palace library. I learned all about Ra, Horus, Isis, Osiris, Anubis, and Set.”