Against The Gods Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“An angel does not depart from his duty. She has spent more time on earth than she should. You have kept her here long enough. It’s time for her to leave.” I laughed. I tasted blood in my mouth. It was my blood. “Is this a challenge?” “It’s the truth. We are ready to face you. Go to the temple and get the book. We won’t stop you. Alexandra’s work is done.” “No! I don’t care about the temple or the book. I want Alexa and if you think you can stop me, go ahead. I’ll show you what I’m truly made of.” Centuries upon centuries, this fight always took place. This would be my first battle with God because I stayed low but if He wanted to do this. I couldn’t watch him take the only thing keeping me

“And I listened. I simply chose differently.” The second god—taller, colder—spoke next. “You are a mistake. A tear in the divine order. Your blood was never meant to exist.” “Then maybe,” Darius growled, stepping beside Ava, “it’s the order that’s broken.” The gods’ eyes flashed. “You dare speak in defiance?” Marcus raised his hand, magic glowing at his fingertips. “You expected us to kneel. Instead, we prepared.” The third god hovered higher, his voice like thunder over a sea.

Chapter 10: Adrian Carter’s world was crumbling faster than he could keep up with. Every day, it felt like he was sinking deeper into a pit of despair. The job he’d lost seemed like a distant memory now, but it was a tragedy in a larger sea of personal disaster. But it wasn’t just the loss of income that was dragging him under. It was everything else. the press coverage, the constant mockery, the growing online hate. Social media had become his worst enemy. Every time he checked his phone, there was another comment. “Gold digger.” “Just using Eli for money.” “You’re nothing without him.”

He brows cocked as he prowled menacingly towards me, darkness surged behind his face. It took every ounce of strength in me not to step backwards. “Tell your papa to pay back the money he owes the Bratva. All else….” I parted my lips, my eyes blinking rapidly as I cut into his words. “Or else?” He chuckled. One devoid of any empathy, emotions or whatsoever. It was the most soulless chuckle I have ever heard my whole life. “His head would be the first thing you would wake up to see in a week's time.”

“They’ve just changed shape.” —THE GOD'S CHALLENGE Later that night, Darius found Ava staring into the flames of her own campfire. He sat beside her, quiet. She turned slowly. “I was ready to fight Raven. Even ready to die.” “But how do you fight a god?” Darius took her hand. “You don’t.” “You prove them wrong.”

BOOK 3: Chapter 43: The Edge of Surrender God, she can’t stop laughing—breathless, reckless laughter tumbling from her lips as her back presses hard against the wall, her body caught between resistance and surrender. Her chest rises and falls, lips parted, eyes fluttering like they can’t decide whether to stay open or shut. Adrian's touch is relentless, and her mind, her reasoning, everything that once rooted her firmly in right and wrong, dissolves into something shapeless.

His fingers flexed, golden sparks dancing along his knuckles, anticipation and annoyance mingling in his expression. Ivana hesitated at the entrance, then stepped forward, bowing slightly. “Good morning, Sir,” she said, voice trembling. “And why are you here?” Anubis asked, his glare making her knees weak. Her heart kept screaming that she shouldn't be there but then she had to find her parents. Summoning every ounce of courage, Ivana straightened. “You’re a god, right? I need your help.” Anubis’ gaze flicked to Maru.

“Even gods need to eat.” I glared at them, my silence burning hotter than any word. The truth was bitter, clawing at my pride like a knife. I could endure chains, cages, and humiliation. But hunger? Hunger was a battle even gods could not ignore forever. Still, when they reached for me again, I recoiled, my voice a low growl. “I will not allow you to wash me like an animal,” I hissed. “Do what you must, but keep your hands away from me.”

I said with a smile as I took in the expression of wonder on each of their faces. “What? You didn’t think God would let paradise go to waste just because a stupid girl ate an apple, did you?” “At this point, I’m willing to forget anything I thought I knew before I met you, love.” Blake had already wandered ahead, carefully inspecting his surroundings, but Aiden remained by my side, his grip on my hand still firm. “So, God is real then?” Aiden asked as we wandered through the garden. “Of course. God, Zeus, Jupiter, Odin… whatever you wish to call him. We know him as the all-father.”

If you are here from Cursed by the Gods: Cleopoda you are very much welcome. And if you're not well I suggest you read Cleopoda's story first. But it's okay if you don't want to since I'll be making sure this book will be understandable to new readers without having you go back to read book 1.