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The Goddess of Wisdom and creation (unedited and discontinued version)

Update:The finished version of this book is my other book with the same name. Somehow I ended up with two books. If you would like to read this book for free you can type in the name and click the one that says updating. If you have read some of this book you will unfortunately have to start from the beginning because half way through I changed a few things and now that I have a second book to go with this book I can’t stick with this version. I really do apologize and I hope that you will give both of my books a try since they are free. Also this is a dark war and romance book so reader’s discretion is advised. Mazaya(masaya) is the goddess of wisdom and creation she's anything but normal. she's emotionally unstable because She holds too much power. She's the only God that was born with a dark god and light God parent. It was never heard of before her. So that explains why she is the most powerful God in existence. Right? Not really because nothing is as it seems. Gods are manipulating each other left and right to prevent complete control. Things you think you know turn out to be a spell caused to protect the world. The only truth is the what they are living now. The past could be lies and there's only one way to find out the truth, to go along Mazaya's journey. One thing is true though She only has one weakness and when the most powerful Gods find it out they work to exploit it so they can control everything. The person who possesses her rules all. Will Mazaya be a pawn in this war against Gods or will she be able to free herself from some of the most ruthless Gods in existence. It' starts off slow but once you get into it it heats up and gets intense. nothing is as it seems in a world full of the most powerful gods. There will be sex scenes and at times it will seem out of there but this is a world of Dark Gods not weak mortals. And what is the way to ones soul? sex and manipulation. Don't be offended by how out of there this book can get. I was trying to be realistic. If a completely dark God was anything but what a dark God truly is would it be real. The light Gods are good Gods and you see it. But there's manipulation everywhere. This is a Dark Gods novel. Only a few Gods are based off of mythology this is a world I created and copy righted myself. (Warning turn back if you are looking for a happy ending. I can't promise that evil will not come out on top. This is war between gods so anything can happen. Conflicts will be high and anything can happen. worlds may be destroyed, important characters may die. read at your own risk because Mazaya is the only God that I can say for sure is completely immortal).

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Wedding dress

Everyone was standing up to leave. I went back just in time. To my surprise as I turned to watch Luther leave, I came face to face with him whispering something in my fathers ear. My father had a serious expression on his face and after a few seconds Luther backed up. My father said something I couldn't make out just before Luther headed out.

Something wasn't right and I would get to the bottom of it. I gathered my stuff and sat next to my dad. All I got was a simple glance from him before he went back to work. All he ever did was work and you could tell. He looked like a mortal right now with his untamed stubble and his shaggy hair that was growing out. Why did he look like that when it just took a snap of a finger to fix it. He always hated his shaggy hair but was too old fashion and wanted to do everything the natural way.

"Is something wrong Sweetheart? You've been staring for awhile." He said glancing at me before getting right back to work. "Are you taking care of yourself? You look like you've only been working." I stated concerned. I hated when my dad swamped himself in work. Even after I got married to Luther. He still didn't take a break.

"Nothing I haven't done before. Actually I'm glad you are here. You have a dress fitting today. Don't worry about the dress I already had someone pick it out for you, you just have to try it on." My father said like it was no big deal. He looked up at me expecting me to have something to say but I was confused, how was I going to a dress fitting just a day after I found out about my upcoming wedding?

I'm guessing my father took my silence as acceptance because he continued talking. "Also you have a rehearsal right afterwards. I expect you to wear your wedding dress to it with no incident. If you try anything the oath will be broken, so I expect you to be on your best behavior. No tantrums and everything will go smoothly." I just stared at him completely baffled.

"This is non negotiable so get going because you are to be on time to both." He said in a Stern voice. It's like I lost my voice. I just stood up and left. I didn't have anything to say to him forever. This was the last straw. I was done, after this. He crossed a line and I would never forgive him.

As soon as I got into the bridal shop my thoughts came to an abrupt halt. It was like I was transfered to a mortal Hospital. Everyone was running around with their heads cut off. Workers were running with fabric dragging on the floor. Noone even paid attention to me. As I looked around I seen fabric everywhere. So much white. There were red dresses on

a rack that was leaning over on a table.

There was a beautiful dress in the middle of the floor that looked like it was to be worn by a queen. It was perfect. A beautiful white with red flowers embroidered on the chest that looked like they flowed with the dress. The dress was vibrant. I didn't even realize that I had walked to it until I touched it. Before I could really feel it , a worker rushed over and started to freak out.

I looked at her and as she stared at me, it seemed like recognition took place and than fear. Before I knew it she was apologizing. "I'm so sorry miss, I didn't realize you were here otherwise I would've greeted you right away." I'm guessing I had a confused expression on my face because she started to explain herself. "Your father let us know you were coming to try on your dress. That's why it's so hectic in here." She emphasized with her hand at the mess and people running around.

She rushed into work. "You're in luck your dress was just finished." She grabbed my hand and started taking me towards the changing rooms. As I looked around I noticed there were new goddesses that weren't here before. What got my attention is that they were some of the most feared Goddesses. What were they doing here? Before I could figure anything out I was pushed into a room.

I looked around the room to Multiple reflections of myself. Mirrors were on all walls. Not even a few seconds of examining myself went by before the lady came in with my dress. Actually the same dress that I was just looking at. This was my dress? It's perfect. I hate it. My dad picked a dress that I loved for a marriage I didnt want, I can't believe this. I should just leave but I can't. I put the anger away and tried on the dress, it was perfect.

The worker came and and smiled. "Do you like it? It's perfect. I can't believe the measurements were this perfect. You don't even need any adjustments." The lady was just going on and on but all I could do was look at myself and think about the wedding that turned out to be a big sham. How could a perfect wedding end with a failed marriage?

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