Against The Gods Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The goal was to try and frustrate her life, to take away everything she held dear, and finally bring her crawling on her knees. It was the original plan and maybe the only plan. That would keep her away from him, and set him free too. But it was harder than he had thought. All his effort to make sure he drives the nail of affliction into her struggling soul had ricocheted. If he didn’t know better, he would have believed in the supernatural forces, fighting her battles. But he was no fool. The gods do not fight for men. They only eat goats and chicken and whatever pleases their palate. And given the situation, he had offered his gifts to the gods and had sacrificed the best animal in his bar

“Since the gods broke the first vow.” My heart sinks. “The gods?” I repeat. “Yes,” he says. “They know now. They know I altered what you saw.” A sharp sound echoes through the air. Like a crack in glass. I feel it before I understand it. Power. Old. Massive. Angry. “They’re coming,” I whisper. He nods. “They are already uniting.” My stomach twists. “Against who?” “Against me,” he says. “And against you.” A bitter laugh escapes my lips. “Of course.”

“What? What the hell is happening to me?” Zayn’s voice shook. “You’re not just her ally. You’re her equal. The crown… it’s trying to burn you, but something inside you refuses to bend. Adrien, you might be the counterforce.” The goddess’ laughter broke the air, shrill and furious. “No. You are nothing. A mortal drowning in borrowed fire. You think your love makes you my rival? Pathetic.” She raised her hand. Black fire surged again, blotting out the stars. Adrien braced himself, body failing, soul screaming, ready to burn all over again. But before the strike landed, a smaller voice cut through the night.

“Xavier could only do so much damage as one person. I know you feel responsible for all of it in a way no one else can, and I know that weighs on you, but whatever this big bad is, it will wipe out everyone.” “I guess,” Thea thought. “You guess? We’re facing an apocalypse, and you can’t stand the thought of even one innocent person getting hurt, can you?” “No.” She buried her face in my neck. “My sweet, beautiful, loving mate,” I said out loud. I caressed her. “These forces are more powerful than gods?” I thought to her after a while. “That’s what the moon goddess said.” “Then is there a point in going against them?” “There’s always a point to standing for Good.”

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

We trained for four weeks to prepare for what Lucifer called the “inevitable battle of the gods” over me. The ‘war of the gods’ was Lucifer and his brothers versus their father, but this battle is Lucifer versus Zeus over the angel in Hell. Most girls grow up fantasizing that they would grow into such amazing women that men would be fighting each other for her favor, but this was the next level, and it wasn’t even romantic – they weren’t fighting for my heart, they were fighting for my eternal soul.

“They are waiting Carmen. Waiting to see if I would succeed. If I di, they wood punish you all, the failures!” “If I succeed, I would not be punished. You there would lose your lives, be labelled as the cursed and vilified for all ages.” “Trust me on this,after all, it happened once with Cayden.” “That was a totally…there was nothing different about the two events. Time and time again, the gods would show their imperfections and their heartlessness.” “It is said that we are products of the great goddesses and gods. Then, if I have evil in my heart,does that not mean that the gods are evil themselves?”

Gods. They walked like mortals, clothed in simple garments, laughing, arguing, sparring. But their presence warped the air around them. I recognized a few from ancient records. The Sun God—Kareth, glowing from within like fire trapped in flesh—arguing with Anera, the Water Goddess, whose very steps left puddles of starlight behind her. They looked like regular people. But they weren’t. They moved like storms disguised in skin. I ducked behind a tree as their sparring turned violent—light meeting water, scorching the air, freezing the ground. No one else seemed bothered. Gods, apparently, solved disagreements by nearly incinerating each other.

They choose favorites and distribute unfairly both blessings and toils, pitting their adamantine wills against those whose undying adoration they yearn for and demand. But even so juvenile as they are, they are nothing compared to this—this profane monster. This twisted abomination of the worst of all human vices and the worst of the gods’. This petty petulant killer has no equal, in neither realm of god nor man. No equivalent to his unholy amalgamation in either theater, to his disrespect and loathing of all things, his burning gluttonous desire to devour. And this I must stand against. Alone. For I cannot take anyone with me, cannot allow them choose my fate above their own. Only the power

So, I met him at the bar. I don't even know but how can I resist those beautiful blue eyes and sexy jawline? Of course, he was glancing my way but I tried my best to play hard. Unfortunately, that failed which leads me here-in well, an agreement. One simple goodbye kiss made my life hell yet heaven at the same time. Heaven because I get to live with a sex god but hell because I have to deal with the devil, how ironic. Who would thought that a Spanish sex god could become the devil? Not really the devil but... you'll have to find out. Love, Athena