Novel & Cerita Vampire Goddesses

Sigrid’s hair and Thorarin’s beard and hair had been braided with an elaborate weave that Abara would envy. A vampire priestess in the almost sheer gown that they favored stepped up to the mother goddess statue. “Blessed mother of the moon, giver of tomorrow’s life, protector of the past, guardian of soldiers and sailors, as you bled for us, in birth and in battle, we bleed for you to create new life in our dearly beloved Akaus Tifor and Besafora Alun. All those that love and value them gather before you to give their blood in their transformation from human to vampire.” She anointed the statue with oil and hung garlands of flowers around the statue’s wrists. “Maiden, mother, and crone.” “Ma

I asked. “ That one is something I never saw coming. The changes that are happening isn’t something I did.” she said. “ I don’t understand.” I said. “ You see Vampires have their own Goddess although most have forgotten about her. She has been dormant for over one hundred and fifty years. Most don’t know about her because that knowledge isn’t passed down anymore. But I have felt her wake up recently. Why? I have know idea. I feel that she is going after Valerose. I believe she has created a mate bond between the two of you.” mother told me. “ How is that possible? I’m a wolf, you are the one who pairs me up.” I asked in shock. “ Amira, the Vampire Goddess, normally can only pair vampires to

The offspring who is destined to rule and replace the Goddess on the moon. That's why they want to pair their sons with me. You have no idea how chaotic everyone was when I was born because so much time has passed and I am the only vampire capable of manipulating nature. If there is no replacement for the Moon Goddess. We're all going to die. The Goddess is the source of our existence. We are all marked by its light in order to live in this world.

Prologue In the time before, there was only the three goddesses, and their brother. In their loneliness, the goddesses created creatures to populate the Earth. The wolves belonged to the Goddess Selene, the fae belonged to the Goddess Mab, and the vampire who belonged to the Goddess Nyx. Seeing how their creations worshipped his sisters, their brother created man, and referred to himself only as ‘God’.

She placed her hand on my shoulder, causing warmth to spread throughout my body as she healed me from being shot. ‘They must not know about the Precoza abilities. I am so proud of you, Imeela,’ she told me. “This is precisely why I, the Goddess Hecate, decided that change was necessary. It is why I chose Imeela Precoza, her fated beloved Jackson Anderson, and his wolf Zeus Anderson to be that change. I am the Goddess who created and blessed the vampire race in order to protect the innocents regardless of their species. I can see inside each of your hearts, and I am disgusted by a lot of what I see. Greed, hatred, and purist ideals! You believe that you are better than everyone else, but you

The older vampire had unusual eyes and he watched me intently. "The werewolf turned into a Lycan vampire hybrid that became a Goddess. The very female that was responsible for having the moon Goddess herself reach out to the vampire Elders to form a treaty. My dear, you are a world changer and the mother of my son's mate. I am honored to be in your presence," he said firmly. I was gushing with all his praise. Feeling unworthy I shook his offered hand and told him I was once a branded slave and showed him my number.

“Couples wear them as a token of affection. Goddess Sanguis blesses those who bind themselves with her stones.” Just like werewolves worshipped the Moon Goddess, vampires were the devotees of the goddess Sanguis. That immortal deity had paired those dangerous creatures with soulmate’s bonds, helping them to control their bloodlust. I had read the stories about her justice and valor in school, as different religions in the supernatural world were a compulsory subject for students in the Crystal River Pack. Carlos’s hand brushed mine as we both reached for the amber pair at once, a strange unspoken spark rippling between us. The vendor tilted his head, observing us carefully.

Suddenly, a burst of light shone from behind. He turned around, raising a hand over his eyes to shield them from the brightness. “Rafael,” he heard a soothing voice and slowly lowered his hand. Rafael looked ahead and found four figures standing there, all of them radiating a daunting aura. Realization hit him — these were the Supreme Council. Cassandra: the Goddess of the werewolf world. Adonis: the God of the witches/wizards world. Alicia: the Goddess of the fairy world. Damien: the God of the vampire world.

The dream unfolded like a nightmarish tableau, with the moon casting eerie shadows upon the battleground. Chassy, a fierce Alpha, and Luna, in her Lycan form, confronted the vampire with unwavering determination. Her eyes glinted with the moon goddess's blessing, a reflection of her indomitable spirit. The vampire, a sinister figure with predatory grace, circled Chassy, taunting her with malevolent words that echoed in the night. Every movement the vampire made was a calculated dance of lethal intent, a stark contrast to Chassy's fierce yet graceful combat style.

And in this moment, she is here not as a ghost of the past but as a force to be reckoned with. The room stills as though the air itself has been sucked from it. The vampyric goddess moves with an effulgent grace, her entrance casting an unspoken dominion over everyone present. She radiates power, not just physical but the reverent, ineffable aura of one who has lived through the ages and shaped destinies with her hands. Her eyes, glinting like black jewels, survey the room with an intensity that leaves everyone frozen in her gaze.