The Goddess Of Revenge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She says they are thieves and that this kind of thing is common here. I can't imagine how something like this is common. People attacking others on the road. But I feel calmer when Reeina says the guard killed them all. I shouldn't be happy about their deaths, but that's what I feel when I look at my injured hands. When I think that my captor was almost killed... The Goddess taught us mercy, however, on several occasions she herself was a severe and vengeful Mother towards those who threatened her, those who threatened us, her Daughters, so I believe she will forgive me for my unkind and merciful thoughts.

The voice hissed again. I scanned the room wildly but could not track the person with me. “Who did they kill? Was it Carissa? Did they kill my daughter?” My voice choked at the end. “She suffered great pain because of them. Her last thoughts were for vengeance. I have answered the call.” “Dark Sister—” I gasped as realization sunk in. Dark Sister was the darkest side of the Goddess. The Goddess was known for being firm but fair. She was kind and a symbol of purity and unconditional love. But with the light must come the dark. Dark Sister was the flipside of the Goddess’s glory and love. She answered the call for those deemed wronged. She is the embodiment of Vengeance and Death. She can only

"Yes, Goddess Athena," she said. Many believed she was the reincarnation of Goddess Enhui herself. Others claimed she was the second goddess sent to Earth to protect humanity from the spirits of sin. Legend has it that Athena emerged from Lake Gayank—born of its mystical waters—and even as a child, her power was unmatched.

"Auntie... You are here..." She held his hand, nodding. "Your Mama did well in summoning me. I have come here to heal you, alright? Will you have faith with me as the Goddess of Healing and Hunting, Sander?" Sander tried to nod. "Good." She gently combed Sander's hair before she performed healing him. "I, Iseldis, the second daughter of the Moon Goddess, am the Goddess of Healing and Hunting who shall heal this pup named Sinbert who is gravely injured and has deep wounds on his chest."

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

A female voice said, it was soft and full of evil. He knew who it was and knew she hated fear, with the pain in his body he stood up, ignoring the shouts of his knees, a woman dressed in a black see through sari, stood elegantly in front of him, tall and voluptuous with a long dark hair, eyes sharp and black around the iris as her heart. "Herega, it is an honour" he said, Herega, the goddess of storms, third in the trinity of chaos that were the spawns of drador, chaos itself.

A nigth that is silent, full od sweet dreams and happy people enjoying the calm night full of stars in the sky, none would have thought that a ball of fire and destruction will fall upon them' 'The sight was horrible, no souls dare escaped. No single being survived. Even the child or the olds, they perished. Surprised by the news, the poor Maeve didn't say a word for a year. She was devastated. She knew that someone killed those who adored he. She knew that the other goddesses are jealous. She was alarmed, thinking that she was framed by them, she feel helpless. She wanted revenge. She wanted every single person who took part of it... perish and fall in the abyss of darkness. And so, the Mae

She screamed with anger. "Who are you? What you want?". Goddess asked in a dominant tone. " I am the witch of Dark Mountain. I want to avenge King Ferguson. He cheated on me. I will not let his family live a peaceful life". She flared with anger. "But you have killed many innocent souls in thirst of your revenge. They all are innocents. King Ferguson had died long back. His only son already cursed and suffered because of you. Now you are targeting against your own son". Goddess retorted back.

may be she is afraid of me now. I went inside home.. I didn't took her with me.. because there is no need.. I married her to take revenge upon Michael.. She is like scapegoat to me now.. so no need to treat her as my queen.. and moreover I should control of myself.. whenever I see her I forget about my revenge... She is just toy of mine..

“How much do you know about the relic, Serena?” “I know that it’s about a thousand years old. It’s a statue of the goddess Sirona, an ancient Celtic goddess of healing. And that’s all I know. Oh, and I look like her. Whoopie for me! Wait a minute. I look like her. She’s the Goddess of Healing, but she’s a statue, and I’m real. Son of a bitch!” Serena shot up from her seat, her hands flying to her gaping mouth. “Raphael, don’t you see? It finally makes sense! He thinks I’m her!” She paced the floor and stopped cold, looking Raphael square in the eyes.