American Gods: A Novel Novels & Stories

"You tell me." "We landed right in the middle of the war, but gracefully before it started. The Avecs on one side and the Kolowaris on the other. When we landed, they mistook us for gods because of their strong fear of deities—" "No way!" Anderson exclaimed. "Shit, that's magnificent!" "I know right?" said Hanson. "We were looked up in awe. I'd never felt that way in my entire life. "To cut the long story short, we saved the clans, beat some bad guys, and returned to the present, surprisingly, at our seperate homes."

But that doesn't change the fact that there is something that we are both trying to avoid…something that even the priestess has already confirmed. I immediately head back to the priestess' lair. Her eyes are wide the moment I step in. “Is there more?” I ask, and she swallows hard. “Yes, Alpha,” she quickly says. “She's more than able to break curses. Your curse.” My throat closes up at that revelation. I am about to ask how when the door is immediately pushed open. “Alpha, Nova is nowhere to be found!” The omega that walks in, screams.

Oyinda looked up more angry, " you are taken side now, you are taken side with the god and not your kind, and i loved you with everything in me, but today you have to decide who's side are you, are you going to stay with us your fellow humans or take side with the evil gods and goddesses? Think about it not only because of our love but also for the sake of mankind, Agbara read my mouth, the beginning of the end is here, time to send these beasts away from our lands and i give you my undiluted words, in a month time, all gods would be chased away from our world or they rip out all our heads as well. either with or without you, these words are spoken and there is nothing that even the Eledumar

The priest, who now had been killed, foresaw the tragedy to come and had enclosed their world, making it disappear from the face of the earth, yet in existence. When this had been done and another vision instructed that the people would voice out complaints to move to the new world, the other druids, came together and created the ‘Mylanthrope’- a misty cloud that takes one to the outer world under his wish. Their long-time counterparts heard of so and by the help of the demon, enclosed their own world, preparing ardently for Aberdeen so as to strike and lock them forever in the ancient land and make them slaves. They prepared, with snatches of upsetting Aberdeen. And on many occasions, the p

You’d notice that Nefret’s middle name is June, kept after her grandmother. That’s it! Thanks for reading 😊 .... Books to read after THE LONELY GOD:- 1. MADE FOR HIM (spin-off of Haestus and Lyco) It was the height of witch-hunting. Kiara and Orabelle were two witches running for their lives, but one day when Orabelle is taken away by the wolves, Kiara doesn’t have any choice but to break into Zaeris (the land of wolves) to rescue her friend. But she is bewildered to find Orabelle mated with one of the powerful wolves there.

The last thing I saw and heard before all went black was Remy mid shifting rushing back into the apartment and a blood-curdling cackle of laughter. *Author's note: Hope you all are enjoying the story. We are nearing the end of Kalama's journey, only 3 chapters more to go, and we would have to say goodbye to Kalama and the rest. There will not be an update on this Friday as it's Christmas day. I'll be back on Monday the 28th with new updates. I wish you all a Merry Christmas. And don't forget to follow me on my author's page for more information on updates and upcoming projects for next year. Link: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorKindraWhite

In that grief, I miscarried as well. From that day on, I fled Harbor City for Capital City, and my heart died completely. Only then did I understand. Celia Eckhart was no fragile innocent. She was a venomous snake that could kill without paying the price. The younger me would have screamed and demanded answers. I would have cursed her shamelessness. Now, only silence remained. I did not look at her again. I turned to leave. But Julian grabbed the strap of my bag and yanked hard. "Caroline, we've already lowered ourselves to beg you. Know when to stop!"

She thought about her mother. She thought about the fire. She let herself go back into it — the heat, the smoke, the pine beam, the way her fingers had looked when she finally saw them in the light outside. She thought about crawling. About getting up anyway. About walking north with nothing and nowhere to go and the burning in her chest that she had not yet understood. She let it hurt. She let it convert.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”