Age Of Gods Novels & Stories

They were using horses and wagons. The magic was gone, but the bond remained. It was no longer a psychic link that forced them to feel each other; it was a choice they made every day. The Nightfang Cycle had reached its true equilibrium. The Age of the Gods was a myth. The Age of the Iron was the reality. And in the space between the two, a race of wolves had finally found their soul.

Making her laugh in the process. “I was born into the world of the Gods 1500 years ago to Selene and Hephaestus. From the moment I was born I was trained in the art of war, fire and life,” she says, pausing to address my shocked face. “That’s young Eve. The Gods and Goddesses are millenniums of years old. 1500 years is but an infant,” she adds.

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

So he proceeded to explain, "Well, in god years I've barely gotten to exist, I'm actually one of the youngest gods that there are. But in human years, you could say that I've been living for quite a while. Three thousand and twenty-seven years, to be more specific," Her jaw fell to the floor. Three- Thousands??? Holy mother of Christ!! She staggered from the shock, her poor mind struggling to digest that information. He was...older than the freaking Christian calendar?? "Wh...where are your parents? I mean, are gods even born or...?" She nimbly blurted out, her mind however still stuck on that earlier information. Slowly processing it. He smiled. The action making her stare at him and lose f

I looked at the vampire, withdrawing my aura, just as everyone turned to him. “I’m not sure what I felt when I saw the curse appear... How can you talk about something without being sure? I didn't want to scare anybody any more than necessary.” Khalid sighed. “Yes, the Great Old Ones do exist, so to speak. The Gods didn't come out of nowhere... Nothing came out of Nothing... What humans know as the Big Bang Theory, is in fact known as the beginning of the age of the First Ones. After that came the age of the Gods. The Age of the Humans came with the First Great Wars... That doesn't mean that the First Ones died out.”

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

================================================================================================================= Realm of the Gods of Light "Fluff! She... called your child, Fluff! " Anubis, the God of Dogs, howled with laughter. "I have not laughed so much in over a century!" Anubis said as he rolled on his back and continued laughing, as tears ran down the large dog’s face. All the gods and goddesses were laughing. Some were trying to hold it in, but they were quite unsuccessful. "This is your fault!" Hissed Bastet at Ovinnik.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.

My response to that question usually got that. “When?” “My dad isn’t around and my mum died when I was 20.” “What happened?” “She had cancer,” I spat out. She wasn’t something I spoke about often, but I missed her every single day. “I’m sorry.” He looked up at me and he meant it. It wasn’t a normal trope people say. “It’s okay I’ve worked through it.” “Favourite colour?” I laughed out loud. “Erm blue”. He rubbed the back of his head.