The Curse Of The Goddess の小説・ストーリー

The high priestess wasn’t forthcoming with her auspicious news, instead she chewed on some rye bread which was offered to her by my lover’s father, flashing him a smile as he walked away briefly. Her eyes were on me now—Strange, surreptitious, secretive. I folded my arms, the v lines across my brows creasing even tighter, “Spill it, Imelda. You know you have something to say to— “The goddess spoke to the elders and I.” I snorted, “Yes?” “Two sisters born of fate’s design, One bathed in darkness, the other in light, The curse shall rise to where love has lied, A chosen heart will be cast aside,

Suddenly, from the corner of the room, their mother’s voice rose in a broken wail. “Carla! Don’t take one of my children. It’s just me… It’s just me. Don’t make them suffer!” The plea cut through the air like a knife, raw and pleading. Their mother’s eyes were wide with terror, her bound hands twisting against the ropes as she rocked back and forth. The name “Carla” hung in the room like a summoned ghost, a tangible thread linking the present torment to the sins of the past. Eloise and Elena exchanged a glance heavy with shared dread—the curse was stirring again, drawing closer, its tendrils reaching for what little they had left.

a familiar voice replied. Phoenix tried to open her eyes again. Why was the goddess’s voice much deeper? And why were her hands huge? Why were they slowly peeling the clothes from her body? Forcing her eyes open she caught sight of rave black curly hair falling again caramel-colored skin. This wasn’t the goddess, this was Uruel and he had brought her to Goyre’s temple. “What are you doing?” she asked suddenly awake though her body was still weak from the many tortures she endured at the hands of the guards in the dungeon.

"But we need to find Lydia, and we need to figure out how to lift this curse. We've got a long road ahead of us, and we can't afford any more mistakes." "I'm so sorry about all of this," Ethan grumbled. "Just pray that we find a solution out of this situation you put us in. And I hope you learn a valuable lesson this time," Ethan hung his head low, his fingers fidgeting. "We need to think of something," he announced facing the rest of the pack. "Hey, what about witches?" Lucas hesitated, glancing around at the others to gauge their reactions. "I mean, they're powerful, right? And since one of them placed the curse, which means a witch can lift it too?"

The venom is running through me faster and the more I move, the more it progresses, which means it's entered into my bloodstream and is only a matter of time before it reaches my heart and kills me. I stop by a tree for the third time, my lungs burning as I take in oxygen and I can't catch my breath. As my knees hit the soft grass beneath me, I start to violently throw up again, blood mixed with the food I ate for lunch. "I think... we're done for, Celeste," I say, with a smile on my face. "We can finally meet the Goddess and be saved from all of this..."

I am not letting a curse produce more curses It replays in my head and my chest stings more. Ofcourse curse bring with it pain. I am cursed therefore pain is me.......

He followed, sitting close enough that our knees touched. “She doesn’t come often, but I feel her presence in my mind constantly,” I said. “When she appears to everyone, it’s never gentle.” I stared at the cold stones. “Four hundred years ago, witches were rising fast. They were not all cruel, but power gathers attention. Villages were bending under spells and fear. Balance was tipping.” I closed my eyes. “They tied me to a post in the square. My mother was screaming. My brother tried to reach me. The Goddess stood in the crowd, unseen by anyone but me.” My throat tightened. “She asked if I would live. Not if I would serve. If I would live.”

“Our pack was the crescent. The Alvuelas were concerned about power, they wanted to rule the entire werewolves pack with the tip of their fingers. It wasn’t in favour of the other packs as they have predicted how toxic the leadership will be, they prefer to be ruled by their own alpha since there is an alpha in every pack. The Alvuelas used violence and threatened the other subordinate packs with the death of their whole pack. They didn’t have much choice than to follow his influence and voted the Alvuelas in power. But there were two heroes from the crescent pack that stood against the whole process. They stood up against the Alvuelas which they didn’t know could lead to their death. The Al

Lisa let out a gasp. She recognized the heavenly aura surrounding the lady and murmured, "You are the Moon Goddess." The deity grinned and exuded serenity. "Lisa, I've been waiting for you. We have to talk. Lisa gazed up at the goddess, her pulse pounding. "Please," she begged in a frantic tone. "I need your assistance. The curse is too powerful. I'm at my breaking point." The Moon Goddess touched Lisa's shoulder tenderly. "Lisa, the curse is connected to your soul. Furthermore, the person who cast it will want to seize everything from you.

Clarence lifted her face and did a small bow. "What is it?" Leandro questioned, his voice deep and void of the emotions that actually resided deep inside of him. "I am sorry, Alpha Leandro but I see no other solution nor a way to avert the curse. The curse was placed by the Moon goddess herself and the moon blessed child is what she wants" "The moon goddess, the moon goddess" Leandro rasped, his fists clenching. He was more than sure everything was the plot of the moon goddess. Him falling for Larisa, her being his mate, the both of them being unable to resist each other during the heat. It was all the plot of the moon goddess to make the curse even more painful for him.