The Captured Goddess Novels & Stories

It wasn’t long when he realized that we are now in the prison cell and that we’ve been captured by the moon goddess. The cement walls and barred windows with the echoing sound of the shuffling of steps at the hallways. Just like how the castle was magnificent, this place is like hell. “ You’re a fool to even come into my place.” That soothing voice. I’ve gripped the solid metal bars as it sinks into my palm and shrieked to the woman in front of us. No, she was a goddess. “ You’ve lured us here!” I shouted, realizing her intention. Founding about the journal and map wasn’t coincidence, it was her plan all along, her plan to bring us here.

Alas, the only annoyance of the goddess is to rack her brains every time to prevent her from discovering the wretched nature of the Great Immortal, and when the Great Immortal cannot control it, you must stop the Great Immortal! Finally, we recommend the new work "The Mother of the Rich Man" by the goddess Fumigazu Promise me not to frighten my goddess, then we still love.

It first began with a brisk walk, then a jog, then a full sprint running right at the men. "There is only one! Do not be afraid!" The closest captain bellowed out with a slight quiver to his voice. The dark figure drew closer and closer until it was finally visible. " REEEEEEEEEE!" It howled high pitched shriek as it charged at the men with it's arms out stretched. "What in the name of Brisia!?" Brisia was the goddess worshipped in their region as the goddess of betrayal and vengeance. The creature charging at them was indeed humanoid, maybe even could have been recognizable as human once, but definitely not anymore.

Jason led a team to investigate, returning with a carcass-a deer, its antlers twisted into sigils that made Isolde retch. "The goddess's handwriting," she said, voice hollow. "She's mocking us." That night, the dreams began. Not visions-*visitations*. The goddess came as a swarm of fireflies, her voice splintered among them. *"You think yourself a weaver, Kelly? You are a *thief*. And my sister's children are coming to collect."* When I woke, my arms were latticeworked with burns, the scent of charred flesh clinging to the air.

Elysia exhaled slowly, placing her hands on her hips as she looked around the wrecked arena — cracked tiles, shattered formations, and divine scorch marks that even the best architects would struggle to erase. “Wonderful,” she muttered dryly. “More work for me. Again.” She turned toward the stands, where the crowd had long since been evacuated. Only a few remained — Pavan, Crystal, and Sophia. Pavan’s jaw was still hanging open. “Did I just see the God of War abduct my friend? Like, actually abduct him?” Crystal exhaled slowly, her gaze following the fading trail of lightning in the sky. “If you call being taken by the Goddess of War a kidnapping, then yes… she did.”

The goddess’s form trembled, flickering. For the first time… she looked uncertain. My moonfire surged, answering not her call but Clara’s grip. Ares’s voice. My own heartbeat. And I whispered back to the goddess: “I am not your return.” Moonfire ignited. Storm snapped. Gold roared. And the goddess stepped back. Ares POV For a second, just one second, I thought we lost her. Aria stood frozen in the goddess’s grasp, her eyes reflecting two worlds at once ours, and that silver realm the goddess tried dragging her into. The moonfire in her chest flickered between surrender and defiance.

She could not have been communicating with me through my thoughts and my mind. And if she was indeed Ezza, what was the sorcery that she has tried to put me on? How come I was hearing her voice inside my head? How was it possible that she was here, and she knows me, and basically said that "I am her and she is me"? However, I was guessing that the woman had noticed the confused look on my face because she answered my unfinished question and did something unpredictable and disquieting. "No, dear, I am not her, but I am a very close one—" the woman then slowly sank to her knees with her fisted left arm over her right chest, as she bows her head and she said, "we've been waiting for you for so

I was going to kill them all. I held up my hands, faking surrender as the ground shook Beneath my feet, my power surfacing once more, empowering me more than ever before. I could feel the moon goddess cheering me on, as though Selene herself was witnessing this battle. Telling me to win. I threw my power forward, and with a gust of wind and several cries of agony, the rogues were withering on the ground, crying and screaming as their bodies failed them, their bones shattering and crumbling within their bodies. I was crushing them from the inside out, ensuring that they would never hurt another souls again. they picked on the wrong pack.

“She is the key, My Queen. The catalyst. The vessel. The great uprising cannot begin, the world cannot be purged, unless Layla is whole. Her essence is vital. Her spirit, entwined as it is with the very fabric of this realm, is the linchpin. Her torment, her unwilling ascension to my champion, is what will tear the veil. Do not deviate. She must be captured alive. At all costs. Do you understand, Evelyn? At. All. Costs.” Evelyn’s jaw tightened, her meticulously crafted smile faltering for a fleeting moment, a barely perceptible flicker of vexation. The Goddess’s demands were absolute, intrusive, and often inconvenient, yet her power was the bedrock of Evelyn's current ascendancy. She swallow

Drake asked. "Whoever wears that means she is the Legendary Goddess. There are plenty of necklaces that can identify the legendary goddess. The necklace has a mixture of symbols of two races. It just looks like the necklace that Sophie is wearing. The crescent moon symbolizes the race of vampires. The blue full moon symbolizes the race of wizards. It means that Sophie is half vampire and half wizard. " When the king said that, our eyes almost popped out. S-Sophie is one of the legendary goddesses?!