The Captured Goddess Novels & Stories

The ‘strange lady’ stroked the point of passage made by my katana, as she raised her head slightly. “It felt…strange.” The goddess had stopped listening, as she was now stark naked atop the watery altar, while her entire body seemed to be soaked in fresh human blood. She screamed and cackled with her hands raised high above her head. She seemed to transform into a small reddish leviathan, while sounds of thunderclaps could be heard. The mermaids around her saw nothing as they knelt around the altar with their eyes closed, kneeling and holding their hands, while chanting “Utmost Prosperity!!!” several times

' The Goddess stood outside the large family home, it was bathed in moonlight and quiet at this time in the morning, the woman approached cautiously, 'You have read our terms? The Goddess said and the woman nodded her eyes never leaving the bundle held close to the other woman's chest, 'You understand she must never hear it from your lips who she truly is when her time comes they will come and they will claim her and you must let her go.' The woman nodded again, 'As you wish Goddess, I will follow your rules and promise to give her all the love I have in my heart.' The Goddess kissed the soft downy head of the tiny baby girl,

Chains of light , lunar chains , crawled up the goddess’s arms, binding her in place. “No!” Ryder’s roar shook the room. “Don’t do this!” But the goddess only smiled , a sad, beautiful smile that could break hearts and kingdoms alike. “The balance must be kept.” And with that, she vanished in a burst of light, leaving Ryder screaming her name into the emptiness. The vision shattered. Sienna stumbled back into the real archive, breath ragged, palms slick with sweat. The candlelight had grown dim again, and every shadow in the room seemed to breathe.

Out of all the people in the temple, why did this irritating goddess, who used to obsess over her husband, have to be kidnapped alongside her? “If you were a knight, why were you so weak back there? You didn’t even fight back when that young boy kidnapped you,” she grumbled. “Excuse me?” Khailis can’t believe that those words really had to come from the person who was kidnapped along with her. “You were a goddess, so how did you get kidnapped that easily?” Eily’s face immediately went red. She fumed in anger. “Someone was throwing rocks at us. I had lost consciousness.”

And then, with his cold voice, he said, "I'm busy! Theo, go away." Instead of Theo's excited voice, I heard a calm female voice. And the way Mars shook when he heard the voice—I knew it was the woman he talked about. He cast an invisibility spell on me again. And she walked in. The Goddess. Queen Erin.

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

WARNING****This chapter contains scenes of an extremely violent sexual assault that can be triggering to some. They continued the 8-hour journey to the hideout in silence. Meanwhile, Sonya woke up in a dark room with what she assumed was a dirt floor around her. She was naked with shackles around her wrists. They were burning her skin so she assumed they were made out of silver. Sonya started trying to look around and realized that this was the vision that the goddess had shown her. She began to panic and just as she tried to sit up the door opened and the light turned on.

Waiting for Jack's cage architecture to open wider. The goddess lifted her head from Haley's shoulder. "You cannot fight all of us as enemies," she said. Jack answered, "Then stop arriving like ones." A faint smile. "Fair." Katherine stepped toward the main display. "If you want to be seen without worship, you will testify without claiming ownership." The goddess looked at her. "Terms?" "First: you do not take followers by compulsion. Second: you do not rewrite human memory without consent. Third: you identify leash ink wherever you find it."

The guards, fueled by a mix of determination and camaraderie, pursued with an intensity reminiscent of a pack chasing a fleeting shadow. ‌ "She's slippery, this one!" one guard panted. ‌ "Like a ghost, but we'll catch her yet!" another grinned. ‌ After a series of heart-pounding pursuits and strategic maneuvers, the guards finally cornered Vanya, their collective efforts converging like a closing trap. ‌ "Caught you!" the lead guard declared, his breath heavy. ‌ Vanya's eyes met his, a blend of defiance and acknowledgment in her gaze. The moments hung heavy, the tension like an unspoken dialogue in itself.

A holy and supernatural being. Why was she doing this? Why did she capture my Gianna? Why did she want me to stay away from Alaric? Why she was hell adamant about ranging havoc? Why? Why? Why? I had so many questions. And no answers. I felt free. I wasn’t glued anymore. I could move. I looked at her. The woman, the goddess smiled at me. So pure and blissful. Like a mother. But she was a murderer. She killed my family.