American Gods Anansi Novels & Stories

“ I was in the process of hunting down this one, but it seems I won’t be able to get the satisfaction of the kill. Oh well, the head of a Digamma ranked Half-Breed won’t fetch me much of a price. But it will make up for my lost kill.” Kronos stepped back, eyes wide as Menkera began to power up, a vortex of dark green Mana and earth surrounding him. The labyrinth started to shake as a result. Kronos growled as he readied himself. The Anansi Tribe are known for being vicious mercenaries. How in blazes am I supposed to overcome such impossible odds?!

she saw he just wanted to be silent, not to make her feel like a fool who her knowledge was weak, she needed to know what he was thinking or knew, so she looked seriously and asked, " Opolopo, talk to me, is the girl not who i thought she was? Tell me if i am wrong about her, tell me who Oyinda is now" she looked serious and was really obvious that she must hear what ever Opolopo had in mind concerning the girl in question, he answered by saying " i Opolopo would not call her a goddess, but she is not human also, but the things with that girl is not known by her, she is a good peaceful young innocent beautiful girl, but a god lives inside of her, and that god must be a old enemy, who only p

Tonia said loudly. ***************** It was early morning. Mists was covering the upper part of the tall Manor. Yet, that didn't affect the happiness within Alpha Nolan how it was going to become his, to control soon. "Can you still feel her?" Rhine, the first of the self acclaimed gods, asked Golad, their diviner. "She is expecting our arrival" Golad murmured with a smiling face. "I'm still wondering how they managed to get her locked up" Andes, the third shook his head.

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.

*Then the room went soundless, all there are Taso and Elaine' voices speaking* I'll tell you the truth My name is the same, Tasoshi says but my identity you do not know, actually I am a God who was transmigrated here. What? You're a god, then you know everything in the entire universe, right? Yes, what do you want to ask? I'll ask you these, do you know who gave me my holy sword? Yes! And such a simple question It's my little brother The god of affinity Alpha saya. What do you mean your god, why is there another god? Ok then I'll tell you everything, there are 10 universes in the entire multiverse right now we're in the

As everything slowly starts to quiet down, a thought intrudes the crime boss’ head. He didn’t have time to think about this as they ran away from New Bilibid. All that occupied his mind was to leave alive. Now that they seemingly are now in the clear, his mind wanders back to moments earlier when he was still in one of the basements in the prison. Back to when the veins from Goldie’s neck bulged out from his skin as his shock collar electrocuted him. He recalls how he could see the yellow light from beneath his skin and muscles, revealing his veins, and even the cervical bone of his spine. He remembers the spray of bullets that weren’t able to reach him. He remembers the police car that flew

“Anaya!!!” Her name echoed through the house as her dad pounded up the stairs, her 4 brothers mirroring him. She had locked herself in her room not to hide from her father but to avoid the damning fate that awaited her outside those doors. “Anaya,” her father’s voice boomed once more, then the pounding on her door came. It shook violently as her father continued to bang repetitively. “Anaya, if I call your name one more time, there will be hell to pay.”

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

The clouds outside rumbled as he said this. “Well aren’t you a smart one,” Amadioha said joylessly. “Yes, I am Amadioha Kamalu, first among the Alusi, gods of the Igbo people. An awkward silence followed his announcement. “Not impressed, are you?” he chuckled as he tapped his pot belly, were you expecting flashing fireworks like your father was prone to do? Well I am not one for theatrics and besides this body is my avatar, the owner of the body I’m currently donning is a wealthy trader looking to be blessed with my favor, I am the Alusi of commerce after all. Our astral form cannot manifest on earth unlike our Yoruba neighbors, to each pantheon its law eh, now that we are all introduced, te

We reach the pack house, and I motion for him to sit, but he remains standing, his arms still crossed. “Marle isn’t a Goddess,” he begins, his voice steady. “She was an Original Witch, one of the first to wield magic. Back in the day, she was powerful enough to rival the gods. But that wasn’t enough for her. She fell in love with Xamnir, the Original Wolf God. But love and obsession are two sides of the same fucked-up coin, Nero. She didn’t just want to be with Xamnir—she wanted to be a goddess herself.”