The Goddess Of Death Novels & Stories

They looked at Mylan again, thinking about her question. "Maybe we should have started from the beginning. Our is Inanna the of the goddess of Love, war, fertility, divine law, the enforcer of divine justice, and divine retribution. Some has even called her the Queen of heaven. Our mother was the only Goddess that has ever descended from heaven to the underworld and then returned to heaven. As the story goes She went to the underworld to visit her sister is the Queen of the underworld or Lady Hell, it’s a long story, but the short verison is, the seven judges of the underworld killed her by chopping off her head for trying to enter the underworld. Her servant begged the gods to return h

Let us all be frustrated. “If I may,” Fredja asks. “Who put up the barrier for your family?” “Our deity,” he answers. “You would know her as the Moon Goddess.” “Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” I mutter. “No offense but I am getting really tired of this goddess.” “Damien!” I look over at her and see her glaring at me. “What?!” I ask. “How can you say that?” she demands. “She is our goddess!”

a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess. "Yeah, I agree with Demeter," Death says shooting me a playful glare as my eyes widen and I identify the Gods and Goddesses in the room. "Poseidon, Zeus, Aphrodite, Demeter, Hera, and H-Death," I whisper as I look at all of them identifying each one, "Holy shit," I muttered before everything blacked out. (/) I open my eyes and sit up rubbing my head. I wasn't in my room at home, nor was I in my room at Mika's house.

Knowing we had some time before we reached our destination, I ask Christopher, “Who exactly is this Dark Goddess?” Christopher turns slightly to look at me and I could see that he was questioning whether he should enlighten me on who she was, but thankfully he decides to tell me. “She is not of this world, just like your Moon Goddess. She is from another realm, that feeds on the souls of the fallen. In human terms, she is like the devil, that collects the souls of those that are lost. If she is unleashed, she will bring back all those souls with her, and all the good that we know now will be lost to her and her disciples. We can’t let that happen.”

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

"Well, there's us, vampires, witches, and elves. Though elves tend to stick to themselves. We know they're here on Earth, but no one's spotted on in years." "So who's this vampire God guy, then?" I ask. "His official title is God of Death and Immortality," she tells me. "Sounds about right," I run my hands through my tangled hair, trying to comb it out as we talked. "His official name is Thanatos. You might've heard that one in some human Greek adaptations of the Astral." "Does The Moon Goddess have a name?" "Her name is Aega."

Sean muttered, groaning tiredly under his breath, “...there's a difference. Proserpina is the daughter of Hades. She’s the goddess of shadows: keeper of death, princess and only heir of the underworld.” “There's a new goddess?” “What the hell, Sean?” Alastor fumed, resisting the childish urge to stomp his feet, “Why the fuck didn't I know any of this?!” Sean glared angrily at him, “Oh, I don’t know Al, maybe because you should try attending pack meetings for once, you dimwit?!” Alastor bit his lower lip, guilty, “W-Whatever, man. Just… just put my shoulder back in place right now!”

A pregnant silence invaded the room as everyone studied the transcript. “The right people?” Romero glanced up; her brows furrowed. “Does that mean us?” Blakeney nodded. “It may very well be.” “Excuse me,” James spoke up, wanting clarification. “I know I’m a little newer to all of this, but I don’t remember there being a goddess of Death.” “That is a good point James,” stated Blakeney. “Thanatos is the god over Death itself and usually serves Hades, but of course his loyalties lie with Olympus and Zeus. Now as far as there being a goddess of Death . . .” he searched his memory swiftly then shook his head, “not that I know if.”

Allorah said thinking, “The goddess explained once that this was what identified us. It would tell what role we partake on the realm.” “And what was your role?” I asked, leaning against the table. Something was telling me that what Allorah would say next would be of importance. “That would give the light and hope to certain humans. I’m the goddess of the Diamond. And my sole purpose was to give light to the souls that where tainted with darkness. My blood had the power to see on the portals the humans, or better said families that would have sturdy daughters or sons and who of those would be full of darkness,” Allorah explained as she furrowed her eyebrows. “That means I could visit that per