The Goddess Hekate Novels & Stories

She was meant to be a guardian, but she had watched me undergo pain upon pain while she was watching from her high seat, sipping whatever. "I prayed to the goddess Hecate, and she truly heard me. It's such a blessing to serve a goddess that truly cares!" Hanna exclaimed. The goddess Hecate and not the goddess Selene? Who was Hanna? For all I knew, the goddess Hecate was associated with witchcraft. I stared at Hanna intently for the first time.

Rama purred softly as he dozed off on the couch's curved back, where he had curled up to sleep. Raquel cast her eyes around the room and admired the paintings that hung on the walls as well as the figurines of the goddesses Morrigan, Hathor, and Vesta that adorned the mantel. Morrigan was the goddess of war and sorcery, while Hathor was the goddess of cunning. Vesta was the goddess of fire. The statue of Hecate, the Greek goddess of magic, which was almost as tall as she was and stood in the alcove next to the fireplace, was her favorite piece. It was good to be back in my own home. She had washed for a quarter of an hour, trying to wash away the stench of the Graysons' cellar as well as the

Why does that sound familiar? She gazed down at the cat while it laid perfectly still in her lap, racking her brain to recall why she knew that name. An image flickered across her mind. It was quick and blurred. She shut her eyes and started to pet the cat once more. The image came again, this time it slowed and not as blurry as before. It was the night she had met Hecate, along with two other Goddesses at her back. "Selene. Goddess of the Moon and..."

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

tentatively, she draws her lower lip into her mouth and sucks it thoughtfully. Should I tell him? Surely he would not be angered by the correction. As if in reply to her question, her gaze lowers to the right side of the table where her right hand lies, palm down and slightly curled into a loose fist But the thought of being corrected by a scant could incense anyone in the pack hierarchy, omegas included. Her gaze lowers in finality to the paper and, warily, she crosses over the error before writing over it. “Their appetite is known to be that of wolves—” the priest halts at the centre of the room, the skin of his sunken cheeks drawing taut in . Eleven years as his slave had familiarized her

, Briseis states. "Her main job is to intercede between werewolves and the goddess and pass instructions given to her, although she posses some powers", she continues to explain. "She isn't too involved in sorcery like me. Unlike her, i am a witch and a direct messenger of hecate, the goddess of witchcraft". "Oh", Annaliese says paying rapt attention. "Selene only revealed the prophecy to Agatha but Hecate revealed the truth about your eyes to me so Agatha told me to tell you instead".

The goddess went to the Storm and she asked for help, the Storm would not rise against the beloved, she went to the dust and he also turned her down, many gods she consulted refused to hurt the daughter of man, she was tired, and all she could do now was either to go back to sleep, or entered into her almost lifeless body of Morolake, this process was called godmage, she will use the leftover of her daughter anger and pain against the earth, but there was a problem, if the earth conquer Atinuke this time, it shall not only be the end of Morolake, even the goddess will be destroyed too, so if the Union must be done, this possession must be achieved before the first, cock crow, she instantly e

I watch the playful interaction between them and although I have an idea who they are I still ask . “Sorry , but who are you?” They both look at me eyes wide . “You called us here and now you're saying you don't even know who we are” The one with the black hair says before the other interrupts . “Forgive us , I am Selene goddess of the moon . This is Hecate goddess of magic , careful she can be moody” The mood Goddess says before bursting into laughter at the look on Hecate’s face . “Oh , sorry everything is crazy . Can you please help me save my son” They look at each other.

* The night’s veil had just been drawn over a lake with peaceful waters. Time remained suspended, frozen by the divines' presence in this sacred place. The sound of a cart pulled by two silver-white horses made the two goddesses look up as they sat near a lake with translucent waters. One of them, Artemis with red hair, Goddess of the Crescent Moon, fierce hunter armed with her quiver of arrows and great golden bow, finally uncrossed her arms from under her chest. The other, Hecate, with hair as black as darkness, Goddess of the New Moon with ageless beauty, let her fingers run through the fur of a dog and a skunk. On her vaporous white dress, green runes and alchemy symbols turned continuou

Every eye turned toward her. Aethon slowly stood again despite blood staining silver armor. Then he looked directly at Eros. “You see it now,” he said quietly. Eros stared upward toward Freya with horror spreading across his face. Because the celestial marks burning across her body belonged only to one person. The forgotten goddess had fully awakened.