Trickster Goddesses Novels & Stories

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

Erbot looked at me with a concerned gaze which made me ask. "I'm just really worried." "About?" "You look too young and the werewolf warriors do not know your true identity. They might offend you and won't take you seriously because you are a woman. But you are the Goddess of War and they must and have to treat you with respect. I just hope that you will be able to establish prestige in the presence of these top warriors. So that later in the future, when more werewolves need your help, they will be able to assist you." Erbot sighed loudly.

She waves her hand at the cushions on the floor. “Thank you.” I smile and take a seat on a super soft looking pile of fluffy, pink cushions. “Do you have an idea of why you’re here and who we are?” The older woman asks. It feels like her eyes stare straight through me. I swallow before I answer, hoping to repress the nerves that only seem to grow now I’m indoors. “I suspect me being here has something to do with the appearance of my magical powers and that I’m supposed to become the Trinity Luna. I think you are Nix and the woman next to you is Hecate, you are the Goddess of Night if I remember correctly and Hecate is the Goddess of Magic, Selene is the Goddess of the Moon. I grew up praying

Hecate let go of her cheek and glided back from her. "Us?" Willow asked confused as she only had recognized her presence alone. Hecate opened her arms as the mirage around her disappeared and two women took up the space at her side. To her left was a woman in a teal robe with a crescent moon headdress decorating her silver hair. Then to the right of her was another woman with brunette hair wrapped up in braid with silk intertwined. She wore a flowing short skirt, a quiver strapped to her thigh and a bow slung across her shoulder. A pair of hounds sat at her feet, their ghostly eyes frightening yet compelling. Willow could only stare again as the Goddesses showed themselves to her. The Triple

That was what I needed to activate in order to defeat the goddess of transformation. I had to create a natural counterpart so that the goddess would be unable to transform, so I ran and consulted with whom I needed to consult. Amphisa, the goddess of creation, looked at me with a frown. She was a tall, imposing woman with blonde hair and golden eyes that reminded me that she had created the shapeshifters. I bowed my head with a hint of respect and looked at her seriously. “I need to make a query,” I said to the goddess Amphisa, and she smiled pityingly at me.

The Crone’s continued, "The Old Crone Goddess has led them to the Realm of the Dead." Jamie wiped some of the tears away with her sleeve and said "The Old Crone.. but, but...she is the Goddess of Revenge! Why would she do that?" The old woman rolled her eyes and said "What are they teaching you, youngsters, these days? I knew people were getting less intelligent, but seriously? The Old Crone Goddess is a High Goddess. She is the Goddess of Graveyards, Necromancy, and Mischief. Revenge falls into the mischief bit!" She gave Jamie a quick wink before continuing, "Being connected to death means she can, on occasion, guide souls on."

Sloane Once Aisling put it into my head, I couldn’t get the idea that maybe this was the Moon Goddess’ compromise for us not getting a white wolf out of my head. I’d be the first ever, that I know of, female Alpha. Yeah, it would be an uphill climb, but what hasn’t been? I’m used to fighting my way through just about every situation. What’s one more fight? And maybe that’s why I’ve had to fight so much in my life. Maybe the Moon Goddess was preparing me for this moment in my life.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast

He smirks, “Hecate.” She turns to Ash and Kai on the sofa and holds out her hand, “Pleased to meet you properly, I’m Hecate. Goddess of the underworlds, and the crossroads that lead the way to all afterlives. And a few other things, I have a side gig as the Witches’ Goddess too.” Kai and Ash shake her hand and bow their heads, it felt appropriate. She smiles at them. “Yes, I like you. I’m glad Sol vouched for her to be your Mates.” Kai blinks and looks at Sol. He’s rubbing the back of his neck nervously. Kai stands and bows deeply,

At the end of the walkway, there was just one door—a door that led to a room I hadn’t entered since I first arrived. I pushed open the door to the room that held stone statues towering hundreds of feet above me. I stared at the one in the center—Selene, the goddess of the moon and creator of shifters. They had a similar building in the Capitol open for everyone to visit, where not only the goddess of the shifters but also those of witches were honored. I circled the room, looking at the other goddesses illuminated by the glass ceiling. Artemis, the goddess of the wilderness, the hunt, and wild animals.