The Goddess Of Everything Else Novels & Stories

"No! No! Never! I am actually grateful because she gave me another chance. That’s why I want to know more. I don’t want to ever cross her laws again, and I want to make sure my pups will be educated about this thing as well." "Good. Then let me help you on that part." She patted my hand before smiling widely as she stood up and proceeded to mix the casserole gently. "You see, Selene is not the only goddess or god of our kind. We also have the God of the Wolves. I’m sure you know him." "Eros," I told her.

When I mentioned Apate, he was stunned at the name, but he wasn't surprised. "She is the goddess of trickery. After hearing what Ramos had to say, I knew another being was in play. Hope she sheds light on this thing and equips us to push back because I have seen what those things can do. They can push us into extinction, and I believe that is why she sent you back." He said and kissed the top of my head.

A tale about the Moon Goddess: Here is one about the Moon Goddess and her love for lycan, or man that got her blessing. In the realm of celestial beings, where gods and goddesses held dominion over the forces of the universe, there existed a radiant deity known as Luna, the Moon Goddess. She was a figure of ethereal beauty, her luminous silver hair cascading like moonlight, and her eyes shimmering with the wisdom of the ages.

she let out a low laugh then continued. "Our goddess Selene, just like you," she said while touching my nose, making me giggle. "She sacrificed her earthly life to save us all." "How did she do that mama?" I asked my mother, confused. "She cut her palms open and placed them on the ground, then she channeled all her powers through it and the land was instantly cured. But of course she had a price to pay." "She went to the moon?" I asked innocently. "Yes she did my little Nessa. It's time for you to go to bed now."

To welcome anyone who calls for her. Kaszran's first woman, of this world. Fallen from the sky. Alone. Creating men, women and animals from its warm and vital breath. Filling these lands with life. It's possible? Is it possible that our Goddess Mother of All, forgotten by men on the continent, is the goddess of wolves' lust? When I realize I'm right next to Mig. Both of us looking at the statue in front of us. His expression gives me no clue as to his thoughts, but I don't need him to tell me; I know.

Mom took a deep breath, her gaze turning distant, as if the memories were playing out before her eyes. The Story of the Priestesses “When the world was young and men had just begun ruling over the land, the Moon Goddess, Selene, and Zeus fell in love. Together, they had eight children: Narcissus, Pandia, Ersa, Horae, Musaeus, Eiar, Theros, Phthinoporon, and Kheimon—the Goddess of Winter.

A luminous figure emerged from the heart of the Nexus—a goddess, ethereal and wise, her presence radiating a profound sense of ancient knowledge. "Hera, Princess of the Night, and Davien, Alpha of the Wolves," the goddess spoke, her voice a melody that resonated through the meadow. "You have faced the trials that sought to unravel the threads of your love, and in doing so, you have proven the strength of your connection." Hera, her eyes reflecting the depth of her experiences, regarded the goddess with a mixture of curiosity and gratitude. "Goddess, why is it that our love transcends the boundaries of our supernatural beings? What purpose does such a union serve in the grand tapestry of exis

she stated. Layla stared blankly. “So what does this mean? I'm a child of a god?” Thalia nodded her head slowly. “It would seem a very ancient one. One that was here before many of our parents were. One of the cosmos and beginnings.” “I don't understand.” “Then to put simply. I believe that you are someone that the gods will grow to fear. Because your power is constant. It is raw and it is dangerous. It can be used with them and for them…or against them.”

I ask unaware of her story or connection. “The goddess of the hunt. She is the goddess of the wilderness, wild animals, nature, childbirth, and chastity.” Theia rattles the list of attributes off her mental checklist. Theia begins to grin. “She turned a man into a deer for looking upon her nakedness and he was devoured by his own hunting dogs.” “That’s…. Interesting.” I say slowly. “She is often represented by a bow and arrow or a quiver.” Theia begins. “And what of a cypress tree?” I ask in a whisper.

The Omega paused to turn to her. “Think about it,” he began, “you will never see a Beta running pack. Gods forbid you see a gamma.” “Gods?” Elaine asked. “There is only the one goddess.” “The Moon Goddess,” the Omega mused. “Recognized by all wolf packs. But that is thinking so small. You really think the goddess of the moon is the only one out there?” “The only true one,” Elaine said. “The Moon Goddess created werewolves. But there are others out there…”