Sexy Mythra Novels & Stories

Not a shadow pack wolf. “Move away from him, Your Majesty,” a woman’s voice said. Old. Familiar. Worn with time and disappointment. “You cannot bring him back. Let the goddess judge his soul.” Sienna’s stomach tightened. “Priestess Maera.” The hood lowered. Silver-white hair spilled out, glowing like frost in moonlight. Maera stepped forward with a staff clutched in one wrinkled hand, her eyes glowing faintly with borrowed lunar power. “You weren’t supposed to follow us,” Sienna said.

But more importantly, I saw an orgy well on the way the moment we stepped into the castle of serenity and with the most unlikely of players. Theodrin had her hands full with Marita who seemed lost in pleasure as she bounced on Theodrin's plastic cock. Verin had Dyelin, the Mistress of Spy between her legs, munching on her nectar. Kira and Suain, both Alpha Xavier's girls, were in a sixty-nine, and each seemed lost in pleasure. I never knew that Kira was into females, she had suggested giving me a head the last time, maybe I should let her.

The word echoed in my head, it was so primal and undeniable. Mate? I frowned, trying to make sense of the sudden surge of emotions. The bond was there, pulling at me with an intensity I’d never felt before, but it was confusing, disorienting. Where was it coming from? The doors to the dining hall opened, and my wolf growled again, louder this time. I turned toward the entrance door; I felt my heart pounding hard against my ribs. Two women entered; this called the attention of everyone in the room. A woman strode in with confidence, her dress a deep crimson that clung to her body like a second skin. It looked provocative, the neckline plunging low to reveal her ample cleavage. Her face was he

“I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked. Amara stands on her back legs. Proud and tall. Her aura dominates. It makes us all fight to bow to her. Black my Lycan dances in my head wanting to shift and mate her. “I am Skadii, daughter of the moon goddess. Bringer of light and justice. Ruler of all lycans and wolves” Her diplophonia voice boomed through the air, taking our breathes away. The night sky rumbled at her appearance. Her aura pushing against us all. Making even my father and other have no choice but to bow. She looks down at us all. Standing at least 7 and a half feet tall. “Mate” Black says in my

he hesitated to explain further. "Healing goddess, a mermaid...!" Mika had lived her life for so long, she knew that only mermaids have the magical powers to heal instantly and it's they who are called to be a healing goddess. Matthew knows that Mika didn't mean any harm, so he trusted and revealed everything. "She is a mermaid princess and she has come along with us to save Myra," but Mika heaved a sigh, "She can heal the bruises on her body, but about Myra's destiny, it can't be changed, Matthew" Mika revealed a heart-clenching truth about the red stone Goddess.

I adjusted Bellezza’s body on my shoulder. “Hand me the monk’s blood,” I ordered, as I extended my free hand, “and get ready to run.” Morgan handed me a small glass bottle containing a green-colored substance called the monk’s blood and strapped the bag to his chest tighter. When this blood combines with the clear substance on the ground, also known as the Dricola, the oil of a dragon’s fang, hymns would erupt. This should show us the portal’s entrance and it would only stay up for 10 seconds.

I thought I knew this pack. Slowly, Alpha Xavier lay on the altar, his eyes never leaving Pyra and Luna Verona’s. “A crimson lay on the altar, demanding what must be given. A crimson blood for ultimate power. Light shines on thy…” Madraya continued, her words turning into chants, and suddenly, the crimson flames surrounding the altar and throne turned a bright blue. Madraya smiled, though her eyes remained sad as she uttered. “The goddess is here to accept the sacrifice.”

Looking at the screen, she remarked puzzlingly, "Xena? Isn't that Dragonia's goddess of war? How does Felix know someone like that? No, it must be someone else with the same name." Jack did not care about the details. Any lead was worth pursuing right now. He grabbed the phone and answered. "Are you Lady Summers?" On the other end, Xena paused. She was surprised by the unfamiliar voice. "Yes, that's me. Where's Felix?" Jack saw a glimmer of hope. "Felix is in trouble! Crimson Sage Sect took him. You're the goddess of war, so you can save him, right?" Xena's anger flared. She immediately knew who was behind this. "I'll make sure he's safe."

Kandreah’s POV After our well-deserved rest, we continued to Sanguinabyss as planned. The border between Waltherra and Sanguineabyss was shielded with protective armour cast by Ramaalen, one of the daughters of Hades. Ramaalen is also known as Melinoa in Earthling’s mythology. Earthlings like to draw parallels between their deities and ours. How did they get the information about Ramaalen and many other Soovaree deities, which they included in their lores and mythology? I have no clue. Anyway, Ramaalen is a torchbearer of Wengarthria’s passages, who brings night terrors and madness. Malleteagan, Thersar and I merged our powers and broke her shield quickly. It was so easy to break it that I c

Phoenix stood before me, his eyes burning with intensity. "You're here, Syla," he whispered, his voice low and husky. I felt tingles all over my body. "How did I get here?" I asked, still disoriented. Phoenix smiled, his lips curling upward. "The Fae mate bond. It's called Mystic Pull or Fae summoning." He reached out, taking my hand in his. His touch sparked a jolt of electricity, and I felt our connection deepen.