여신 の小説・ストーリー

Nadia hissed, her teeth bared at Dain and I though it wasn’t us she spoke to. “My sister lost her identity along with her humanity when she chose to follow that thing.” Antonio sniffed, staring down at Nadia with pure contempt on his face. There were ghosts in his dark eyes, aching and clawing to free themselves, but he held strong. Nadia let out a laugh that sounded more like an unhinged cackle. “That thing is our God—our master. You’ve seen firsthand how giving it is, how it rewards its followers with incredible power. Would your Black Bull do the same, Antonio Thatcher?” She snarled, her honeyed voice morphing into something animalistic as she uttered his full name.

They were kissing, smiling, staring and whispering sweet nothings to each other for a while now that Levi wanted to start gagging his throat, spin his head and do projectile vomit The Exorcist style. "What in the Jewish hell is happening to Jesse?" Charlie also managed to ask her bosses Levi and Isaac, hanging out with them by the bare brick walls. The three of them raised their glasses to their mouths and took a sip all at the same time, gawking at Jesse and K from the other side of the room. "I don't know," Isaac shrugged, beaming like a dog. "I've always prayed for him during Hannukah. I never thought that shit's real. But that, right there, is a fucking Hannukah miracle."

Meet our Goddess. **

he stammered, his composure completely shattered. “Yes, three, as I’m the fourth.” As she spoke, she reached into the lapel of her elegant blazer and produced a small, elaborately carved silver pin. It had the Councillium’s emblem clearly visible on it – a intricate design depicting a stylized sun, moon, and a thorny rose intertwined. The symbol of ultimate authority in the supernatural world. “I take it I don’t need to tell you to keep your mouth shut about it?” she said, her voice now a silken threat. He shook his head frantically, a rapid, almost comical movement, before giving a slight, instinctive bow, a gesture of absolute deference.

Blessed by Magni, the god of strength, he has a fierce inner power that’s undeniable. Warrick, our twelve-year-old, is different. He’s a leader through and through, blessed by Kvasir, the god of inspiration. He already commands respect wherever he goes, and I have no doubt he’ll make his own mark on the world. And then there’s Eden. At ten, she’s our joy, blessed by Nanna, the goddess of peace. She brings light into every room, and her laughter is infectious. I know that she’ll grow into someone extraordinary.

she sighed as she peeked between my legs. Reaching out for him he clasped my hand. “The deity is Elatha. Name her Erissa Finnegani if I don't make it through this,” I muttered through another contraction. “Elatha is a Celtic moon Goddess,” he asserted then nodded with an awkward smile on his face. “You're strong and will get through this, Lyric,” he reassured me as Holly told me to push when the urge came.

She sends him a glaring look but continues. “According to the texts, Kaden is the son of the god Erebus.” "Wait,” Piper interrupts. “Erebus as in the Greek primordial god of darkness?” We all turn to look at her questioningly. “What?” she asks, her eyebrows raised. “How do you even know that?” Alec is the one that questions her while Micah and Jason stare at her with confusion.

His head shook. “No, I was worried. I thought I had done something wrong.” I breathed out, it was good to know a sex god like him felt insecure. The music in the booth was playing and I did the only thing I could think of. “You did nothing wrong, let me give you a lap dance.” His head went back on the chair and I took that as a yes. I got on my knees and bounced back up, one knee next to his on the chair. I slowly took my bra off, dancing to the music as I ran my free hand down his chest. Suddenly he grabbed my thigh and pushed me down on his lap.

He sighed, as if expelling something from his body. "Apologize, En Kara. We hold great value in our faith to Abuwa that we get agitated by the simplest question. Abuwa was the moon goddess, the giver, and the greatest steward of all creation. We follow her words, worship her name, and honor her deeds." his voice now reverts to a calm timbre. I nod, "She seem that great of a woman," was all I manage to say and drank from my cup.

He started saying but all I could do was watch him talk. "You have quite the outstanding powers given to you by the divine beings and goddess of our forefathers... Yet, to be earnest Destiny, I haven't seen anything like yours before I mean I don't know Destiny but rather I have perused abilities like yours and your power is just so exceptional—Diffrent. And I believe you are the one to stop the Devil himself." He said, looking me deeply. "You are a goddess, Destiny, a water goddess" he added and I was shocked.