The Rejected Goddess Novels & Stories

The same man who had looked into my eyes years ago and rejected me. The same man who had broken me. That rejection had changed everything. It had taken away my future, my family, my home, and my peace. I had spent years asking myself one question. Why? Why had I been rejected? Why had fate chosen to give me so much pain? I looked at the Moon Goddess. “Why are you showing me this?” Her expression became sad. “Because you deserve to know the truth.” The younger Ariana in front of me was crying. Alpha Adrian watched her.

Unlike the other times, the Goddess looked lethal, in a mood to seek blood and punish those who dishonored her. Snow searched my gaze, so I nodded to her and then we reached over to hold hands. “I can't believe that one of my greatest creations would do anything to dishonor me,” the Goddess said loudly and in a tone of voice that left no doubt that she was thoroughly annoyed. “To those who participated in heinous activities not only to their species but to dishonor me and other beings, they will not enter my paradise. They will be condemned to an ugly death and will burn in the flames of pain.”

I don’t have anywhere else to go and I don’t think I would survive as a rogue. Roxie is still hurt and angry about the rejection. Not that I blame her. ‘We were supposed to be his mate. Moon goddess doesn’t make mistakes Rebel. Since our ex-mate spat in the goddess’ face by rejecting us, she will make sure he pays the price.’ she says determinedly. ‘I agree Roxie. Where does that leave us though?’ ‘I am sure the goddess will not forget us Rebel. We just need to see what she has planned.’

No that can't he possible, the moon goddess wouldn't let such a sacrilege happen to her, she was sure of it as she prayer silently for an intervention. But then it seemed as though, the more goddess too had snubbed had abandon her at this crucial state. She lost the hopes of ever being saved from this, maybe it was her fate for her to be raped by a guard and be ripped of her dignity, the moon goddess had rejected her prayers in a time like this and this only made things worst for her. She felt dejected and rejected, the pains of what was about to happen to her throbbed her mind greatly and she wished for death than let something as this happen to her.

He looked into my eyes and announced, "if the goddess doesn't give me Iris, then I don't want anyone else." Kali and I gasped at the same time, 'what the hell is going on?!' "Iris," he said my name with so much affection, "it's you I want. Just you" This was going all wrong. Everything about it: firstly, you reject your destined mate without reason, and now the person he wants to replace is the cursed wolfless girl?! This couldn't get any worse. "Reid, please, Think this over again," I whispered fiercely at him" this isn't acceptable. You can't reject the goddesses ..."

It was the kind that intoxicates you until you lose control. When I brought her here, I expected her to be stubborn for a few days before she broke. But the goddess clearly wanted to punish me for sins I didn't even remember committing because Kyra was just too much to handle. “I’m not questioning the goddess,” I muttered. “But there’s a reason rejection exists.” I stood up to leave, clearly done with the conversation, but Ray was quicker. He moved in front of the door, blocking me. “You’re not seriously thinking of rejecting her, are you?”

“If I refuse to be bound to them, where does that leave them? Mateless?” “Not unless they decide to initiate the rejection ritual themselves.” Oh, so the gods don’t think me worthy enough to initiate a rejection ritual. Not surprising though. I don’t give two fucks about them. So, it’s understandable if they decide to return the energy. I want to ask how she knows about the rejection ritual and why exactly I’m not allowed to initiate it. But I realized I would get the same lame excuses Deskar’s worshippers always make for him or her, whatever sex their god chose to go with.

“She?” Louis felt Alaric’s gaze burn on him. Alaric slowly said, “Of course, she. The Goddess’ Blessed is always a female.”

"You seem like you have a lot on your chest lately. Something you need to get off your mind?" "Oh, no," she replied, her voice smooth and condescending, a thin veneer of politeness masking the venom beneath. "I'm perfectly fine. I'm just wondering," she continued, her tone dripping with mock curiosity, "why the goddess would make that kind of mistake, choosing a low-born like you to be her vessel. It seems...uncharacteristic, wouldn't you agree?"

Ariana kept these feelings firmly in her heart. She had already seen the cathedral dedicated to the goddess. Although people no longer prayed to her as much as before, holy places like this cathedral stood in almost every city. The mates always hardened their bond before the eyes of the goddess. Their mates and bonds of partnership were the only things people still prayed for. Everyone wanted to have the other half of their soul with them.