Smite Goddesses Novels & Stories

‘If he’s so capable, I dare him to break through the second layer and personally erect his teleport waypoint in the island owned by the Three Goddesses. One had to remember that the Three Goddesses of Island Ophir are the daughters of the Creator. It was said that they were born to a mortal woman, demigods in statuses at first. But after millennia of struggles to obtain the various Authorities scattered by their fathers in the wide universe that He created, they ascended to being actual high goddesses. There was no telling how their relationship with each other was now. But they were sisters who accompanied and fought alongside each other for thousands upon thousands of years. Against extern

She smirked, pulling me closer but I gripped her hair, scowling at her face. “Get away from me.” I pushed her away. “Oh… being loyal, aren’t we?” She teased, moving back, setting her hair. “Get lost, Angie.” I muttered, scoffing. “If it wasn’t for the war, Sapphire Goddesses would be number two and now it’s terrifying to think when the ultimate mind meets ultimate strength. You guys are the most dangerous couple on the land of Tainted Graves.” “You better stay out of our way then.” I said, moving back.

Why does it mean by that? "Mine's Hera. A kind of girl who will fight my mistresses." Vaspe said coolly, with a smirk, he shrugged. Tsk. "Mine's Aphrodite. Goddess of love, beauty and sex!" TOASTED BIRD, YOU PERV! "Mine is Adonis! Waaaahhhh~ The muscles and gorgeous god." I said dreamily with twinkling eyes. Who will be my Adonis? When will I meet my Adonis? I'm not getting any younger already. I want a man~!

I nodded at her, and she raised her hands towards me. "I, Mnemosyne, Goddess of memories, vow that I will grant you the memory you desire in exchange for you fighting with us in the coming war," she said in a deep voice that resonated with power. "I, Rhea, known as Nemesis, the Goddess of vengeance, promise that I will fight along with the Olympian Gods in the war against Titans and demons in exchange of the memory I ask for," I vowed and placed my hands on top of hers. A wind picked up in the room and I felt power crackling around us. I knew that the promise was binding and now there was no choice left for me. I was already in the war before it ever began…

It reminded Amerie of the shield the witch sisters had used the night they encountered the Master. “Praetego,” Minera whispered. Purple light shimmered in a dome around them then vanished. The goddess turned to Amerie. “We will not be heard here.” Amerie nodded in understanding and waited for the goddess to continue. “As you have been told, the Master is not the only one in play. Others command his armies and him.” “Who?” Amerie breathed. Minera’s face pinched as if in pain. “I will send you signs, but I am prohibited from saying—like a curse.”

The goddess of prosperity wanted to interrupt before Seductra hushed her “Let me let you on a little secret my dear, I don’t like you, nor care about whatever foolishness you are trying to exhibit. I only care about the legacies of past goddesses who toiled for centuries to make Ebie what it is today…that’s the only reason I’m here in this…marine sphere.” In a fit of rage, the goddess of prosperity rushed towards Seductra with a raised fist, and poured out all the venom she’d been harbouring towards her.

“The original four that gave a drop of blood to forge the stones were gods and goddesses. So far we have deduced it was most likely Bastet, the goddess of werecats. Morrigan herself, the witch and goddess of the forest. The great grandfather of the sky and…” “And?” Finn asked, closing in on his sister, trying to bully the answer from her. Of course, Hunji steps in front of her protectively and stares down Finn until he relaxes and takes a step back.

A beast that could perform magic spells that made her mute and had now transformed to emerge as the most beautiful man she had ever seen in the seventeen years of her life. With lush golden blonde hair that starkly resembled his beast fur, his eyebrows were slightly thick, his mariner blue eyes were almond shaped, a-dazzle with wonder and a sense of imperiality. They shone brightly like two blue topaz splashed into a sparkling spring and he carried a Greeek nose with fairly plump lips. Arya didn't understand how an ugly barbaric beast could suddenly become a demi-god. 'Was that humanly possible? What exactly was going on?' she thought as she stared at the now astonishingly beautiful Amaris.

She did not have to be loved, a woman with such charisma and a kind nature is a friend every girl wants, not to mention her great taste in fashion. “Princess Emery is a sister every girl will love to have, and I do not mind staying with her, she is a friend I can not replace but I do feel safer with you around” I was honest. The castles were not a bad idea, Emery looked like the kind who would protect me but I had more fate in the protection of the war god before me.

She wears the crystal and known Philosopher’s stone that’s been collecting souls and blood from each kill and slay of her powerful and cold ice. From the stone that is being used in the opposite stance of what it should be, she satisfyingly giggles as she sings the melody and all the while as she kills the young to the old of the land she deems to destroy. “Minerva, Apollo, Mars, Ceres, Mercurius, Diana, Baccus, Vulcanus, Pluto, Vesta, Venus.” Singing the names of the Gods and Goddesses of her fairytale, her red clock, and indistinguishable appearance painted that bright full moon into crimson blood of her heart’s contentment.