Vampire Goddess Novels & Stories

He was something else. "This something else is an incubus, my queen." "Dammit! I failed!" "What is it, my queen? What had failed?" Well, this was new. An incubus, the mind reader, asked a question. "I'm a creature, my queen, I have boundaries. I don't create creatures like I-Do-Not-Know-Who." "Are you referring to human's God, doctor? or Moon Goddess for us werewolves?" "And What for vampires, my queen?"

Finally, she replied softly: - They are special gatekeepers. They are puppets made by the Silver Cross Guild, can smell the vampire smell - the Yeg smell, and also have great fighting ability. Hmm… That's all I know… Well, their claws can secrete some kind of poison, which eats away at vampires' bodies, and that kind of wound can't even be healed. If you have a fight with them in the future, you have to be careful! Selina lowered her eyes slightly, her ash-gray eyes flickering with brooding.

She stood behind them, holding her hand on the dagger. Left alone, Deja threw off her cloak, looking at the statue. Slowly she knelt down so that her hooded face was higher than her head. "Goddess," Deya said softly. She fell silent. She had no idea if the alien deity would hear her. Few of the Anmar worshiped the moon goddess. Though she had a temple in Taaldor, almost no one visited it. Deya has never been there, and even more so she never prayed to this goddess. But she was the patroness of werewolves, and they took her seriously.

“The last time I saw him on the battlefield, he said big brother can’t find this place, that we’re truly saved from his demonic claws. He even called big brother all sorts of terrible names and nothing happened to him, no thunder or divine retribution or any signs of punishment. I think it’s high time we stop fooling ourselves, big brother was killed in that great war, that’s why we didn’t hear anything from him… let’s stop this meaningless worship and eat to our fill, modus is currently in the human world enjoying the chaos… it’s time to sprinkle greed into the hearts of the humans again, I can’t wait to start planting greed into those little men “a giant golden-skinned man said. He’s mammo

Author's Note Hi my lovely readers,it's my prayer that you are all good. I appreciate those who have joined me on this journey of my emotionless Goddess.I have decided to make a few changes to the characters to make the story more spicy..our Miranda has Just turned into a seductress... We shall have others too. Stay tuned and see what graces us next. Don't forget to check my other two stories here: seducing My Heartless Husband and Lucifer's redemption.

she cried. Thalia took a deep breath and dropped the papers back down leaning back in her chair. “Your wrist is marked no?” she asked. How she knew Layla didn't ask or care to know as she just wanted answers or something. She nodded and lifted her sleeve on he right arm, where she brandished a silver crescent moon on her wrist, just below her thumb. “That is a symbol that hasn't been seen in many many ages. That is something that the gods of this generation do not dare test. That's the sign of a child of a primordial god.” she stated.

They settled on the floor with her head on his shoulder; this time, with no headrest. "I think I've read up to half of it," she told him, skimming through the pages. The book was quite thick. "The vampire lord and his immortal empress," he read out the subtitle, "I thought they were both immortals?" "Yes but he was a vampire and though vampires can live forever, they can be killed but she, she was blessed by the moon goddess and so, she couldn't be killed. Whenever she is killed, she just wheezes back to life," she explained.

I see Vlad taking out a small danger and pinches one of his fingers, letting one drop of blood fall on the altar. A bright light envelopes Vladimir. I am busy looking at my mate and don't realize a female appeared until I hear Vlad talking. "My Goddess," he says and kneels on one knee. "My knight. You called me." I turn and look at the Goddess. Gorgeous. With very long black hair, a white one-shoulder dress that seems to flow around her. And her skin is black as ebony and covered with little shiny dots—no wonder she is the Goddess of the Night. "I need your help. My granddaughter's mate is dead. We want to bring him back," Vlad says.

The gods and goddesses are more powerful but because of the kindness of the ancestor of the vampires Vlademort Domenico to the gods and goddesses, the world of vampires has been empowered to call them the strongest and highest creatures in the world of Ambrogio. Deitas is the most beautiful in the world of Ambrogio. Because the life of the gods and goddesses is abundant, they are also beautiful where they keep every crop in their territory vibrant. From the little things in that place is powerful and holy. This kingdom is ruled by a couple of gods and goddesses.

When they got a little closer, they saw that the place had turned black, and a hut was destroyed in that explosion as if a silent volcano had woken up suddenly. Then they saw a petite woman coming out of the middle of the blazing fire holding a vampire's head, but that fire can't even touch her single hair. She looks like a fire goddess whose fire had raged throughout the village. Forthwith, she started fighting with all the vampires as a warrior. Whenever she raised one hand, a storm slammed many vampires away at once, and with her other hand had burned one vampire to ashes, as if the source of the power of the entire universe was hidden in her hand.