Witch Goddesses Novels & Stories

As both consolation and honor, the gods transformed Usha into the dawn, a light that would rise each day to chase away darkness and shadow. Yet the light of Usha was never merely symbolic. It was power itself, a force that could forge warriors and creatures of might. From her essence, the gods later shaped Durga, a goddess of war and justice, and imbued her with weapons of celestial power to strike down the demon whose malice threatened the balance of all life—human and magical alike.

Looking up into my eyes, I could see tears near its edges. “After the Moon Goddess left, we all tried to get the answer as to why your eyes were red, yet Brian’s was Hazel. It took months of getting witches, warlocks, and anybody we could get to tell us the reason. While looking for answers, Hecate came to us.” She is the Three-Faced Greek Goddess of Witchcraft. “She explained that while your father was a werewolf, he was also a hybrid.”

She added and Adira’s eyes widened the more in terror. “Who you saw in your dream is the moon goddess, she showed herself to you and the punishment, looks like she’s displeased with you,” Adira tried her best to explain, she knew who it was because herself and Clarissa had once had similar encounter with the goddess, “we need to summon the priest later tonight and offer some sacrifice to appease her. This is a bad omen, what did you do?” She asked and Valerie could hear the fear in her voice which only made her fear too.

Ambrosio laughed. He was referring to Ikapati and Mapulon, the god of seasons, prized daughter. Every Queen Aswang was connected to her: Princess Anagolay, the daughter of lost things. Anagolay was sacred to the children of the Ikapati Tribe, and the child goddess offered wandering baby aswang and humans alike special protection against Tikbalang hunters and trickster wind spirits. Catarina smiled like a knife, her violet lips, crimson eyes, and bronzy skin shining like a wind chime.

Theia comments, distracting me from my thoughts. “How so?” I ask. “What of Hecate? Why not mention her role?” Theia responds bored. “Hecate? Isn’t she the three faced Goddess? Why would a wolf call out to her?” I ask unsure of the connection. “The witches follow her.” Theia responds. “Last I checked, no one in the story is a witch.” I say rolling my eyes. “Then you don’t know the story.” Theia says, yawning.

He tells me and I nod, waiting for him to continue. “There is a story, passed down through the generations of witches, about the first witch, Aadhya. She was the most powerful being in creation and is said to be the mother of all beings. It his her ancient magic that led to the evolution of dragons, and her heartbreak that created werewolves. The story says that the Blessed Mother and the Moon Goddess are sister deities, they worked together to breathe life into Aadhya and gave her magic so she could protect the earth and those who would in habit it.” He stops to draw a deep breath and feels for something in his pocket. He doesn’t remove the object, only reassures himself that it is still th

Another rumour had it that the moon goddess found her of great value to be taken away and so she was granted immortality instead. She was old enough that she was one of the witches that implemented the law and truce that both werewolves and Lycans followed over the years. Although the Lycans too had their own witches, Althea was one of the many who stood that day to bring the common ground into existence, using spells to bind the agreement between both creatures.

She could manipulate five elements, but destructive. The book told the story of Aria, who achieved an exceptional level of divination, attracting the attention of the moon goddess. This led to jealousy from Elara, who ultimately succumbed to a destructive rage when Aria became the queen witch. In a twist of fate, the moon goddess paired Aria with the most powerful creature, a Lycan named Lysander. As Aria and Lysander tied the knot, they began working together to spread harmony and peace throughout the world.

Ruby let out a heavy sigh. “We did, but Jessica thought maybe there was more to it than just framing her. These ancient goddesses had magic and power in their own right, and she thinks maybe they were legends born of extremely powerful witches. Or maybe they’re actual goddesses that we can appeal to for our own magical needs.” I ran a hand through my hair. “Who did she think you were associated with, then?” “There’s a goddess named Vesta who is associated with the home hearth and an eternal fire.”

Her ambivalent parents aside, she'd never had someone in her corner. "Well," Ceara offered, fingering her pentagram charm necklace. "For witches, the trinity knot is symbolic of the threefold nature of the Goddess. Mother Goddess represents creation, the Maiden for innocence, and the Crone for wisdom. It also reflects on the forces of nature¡ªearth, fire, and water. The three interlocking circles are emblematic of our sacred casting circles."