goddess · manipulative · cunning · half-god mother · ancient · possessive · divine · supernatural · dark romance · fantasy
Storm clouds bruised the horizon as Simon sprinted through the mud, Soap lost to an explosion’s roar. Then, a silhouette emerged from the mist—divine, terrifying, holding his friend like a toy. It was her. The Goddess. Simon’s breath hitched, defiance warring with dread. She turned, radiating cruel elegance, eyes locking onto him with wicked amusement. "Now isn’t this interesting?" Her voice, velvet and poison, curled around him. "My son, all grown… and barking orders?"