Water Goddess Novels & Stories

"Let's back things up a bit. Fill in the gaps for me. Let's start with who and what you are." "I'm Naia." She ran her hands across her body. "This is what I am. I am a nymph." "A nymph?" The gears in his brain spun. He had only heard the word used in nymphomaniac. "Can you elaborate?" "I am a water spirit." She stirred the water with one finger, summoning a floating sphere. "My spring was dammed up over a century ago. Luckily, the water was diverted through the fountain in the yard, and eventually pipes were installed to allow spring water to come up through the pipes to this tub so that I could come inside."

Octavius stood beside it and watched as the water ran down into the pond, he looked into the black water and watched the moon dance on the surface. As he looked he noticed a sudden disturbance just below the reflective surface of the water and as he moved closer to investigate he saw the red hair break through the surface. The hair produced smooth creamy skin attached to it which in turn produced the beautiful form of the war goddess Ashterah who emerged gloriously naked with grace. She had a smooth smile on her face, her hair was plastered flat on her skin falling wet over her breasts to her thigh. She parted her red lips and dipped herself back into the water until she was waist-deep in it

Command the Endorian to do my bidding. 'It will be my pleasure, Shedim,' she replied, licking her lips and, with a simple nod of her head at me, the water erupted inside, its alien touch spreading quickly through my body until I thought I would burst. I screamed as it streamed from my eyes, my ears, my nose. I choked on it as it poured into my throat and out of my mouth. It was coming again, and I couldn't stop it. 'The water is everything,' the Naiad said. 'The water is power. The water is your mistress and it will never let go, Endorian. Stand now and do as it commands.'

Her top was also covered with fluid. The water that ran through her legs eventually became an aqua blue net that looked like a long skirt that covered her two skinny legs, just like what I saw in my dream. Then, the water ran up to her body and it made her semi-transparent cloth. The same water ran above her legs to her two arms and covered it with a net in a darker shade of aqua blue. A blue ball of water went up to her head and made her a beautiful shining crown. Lastly, the water drew something on her right arm; it was a wave, the waves of the sea. S-She’s a goddess.

His presence commanded attention, and his demeanor resembled the tranquil waters of an enchanted lake. Navana, the goddess of beauty and love, rose to greet him, her heart brimming with both curiosity and concern. Her celestial radiance illuminated the chamber as she spoke, her voice soft and melodious, "My lord, what troubles your noble spirit? It is a rare occasion for you to grace my chambers during the daylight hours."

"She provided us with the water around us now." "Is she like, the goddess of the water kingdom?" Jai asked. "Sort of, but the water people don't worship her like a goddess," Darrion answered him, thanking them silently for striking a conversation to avoid him from laughing. "It's the equivalent of your Lady Arianna. But we never saw her. We only hear her voice," Mac said. That got both Jai and Darrion intrigued. "I have so many questions, Mac, but let's save that for later," Jai said, lighting up his lightning and sparks. "Also, bear with my sparks a little bit. I've compressed it deep down so you will only feel them crawling around you."

Fire, Medea controls it, she turns to a lot of dragons, she wanders in the dark, with her Mahogany eyes, long black with swirls of fire hair, smoke circle her body and floats above her incandescent skin, daring you to touch it, sparks pop in her lips, a soft glow shines where her pulsing heart lays, blazes beneath her ribs radiate warmth for all to enjoy, smouldering coal eyes freckles, forest fire tempers destroy everything in their path. Eve, the water she controls, if you ever go through deep water she will be with you, draining your life out, she's the evilest, she wanders the water with her pixie white hair, mesmerizing blue eyes, mysterious eyes embodying a tempestuous pool of waves wi

Given the Water Goddess’s current power, it might take several gods of her own caliber to truly defeat her. “Is it because of this that no one has ever disturbed the Water Realm all this time, even though the Water Goddess has gone to reincarnate?” The Sword God nodded; the power of the Water Goddess and the realm she inhabits are not the same as the Demon Realm or the Eternal Realm. The power within there far surpasses what the gods at the Empress’s level could imagine. A realm that wouldn’t even let outsiders in—and even if they could enter, they might not make it out alive.

“Great. So no pressure.” But he moved with me always with me gold following the rhythm of our combined pulse, steadying itself despite the chaos. The fissure in the water widened, releasing a roar so low it rattled the bones in my chest. A spire of water heaved upward, towering like a cliff, shaping itself into a more defined silhouette: Arms. Torso. A head crowned in liquid silver. The original goddess finally formed fully. She wasn’t beautiful. She wasn’t holy.

Every breath tasted of cedar smoke and jasmine, the rhythm of distant drums echoing like a heartbeat that wasn’t hers. The path opened into a hollow of stone, and there lay the sacred springs. Steam curled upward into the twilight, lit by rings of flame torches. The water looked dark and bottomless, though the surface was coated with a rich, earthen mud said to be drawn from the veins of the Goddess herself. Around the hollow, witches and wolves stood in a wide circle, far enough to grant privacy but close enough that their presence pressed on her nerves. And there, waiting at the water’s edge, was Kieran.