Apotheosis Novel Novels & Stories

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

"We will never cross paths. We might, but we will both act like we do not know each other." Alex gave her a bow before leaving his room for her. Athena, not knowing what to do, stood awkwardly in his room for several minutes while inhaling his masculine scent. She walked around his room, looking around and snooping over things he did. She went to his desk and when she pulled the drawer, a pile of paper fell off. Frowning, Athena bent and picked it up. The first paper she had in her hand read; "Let us come home to each other Let us rest our bones by the heat of each other's fire Unpack your troubles and stack them on the shelves of my heart Let me caress the pages of your despair Let us come

Its claws were as keen as the blade of hell. Creed's brain shut down on several occasions as he tried to comprehend the anatomy of this beast. His essence was just impossible to decipher. The abnormality was the true bringer of death. Creed and Grisha were still battling horribly against it, even after combining both of their talents. ~huff ~huff "What kind of blasphemy is this god forsaken creature? For fuck sake… " ~huff ~cough ~huff "Son of a bitch… did he climb up from the depths of hell or what? Motherfucker!!"

As the car crept closer to the Velvet Vagabonds, her heart clenched tighter and tighter. "If you make it back alive, I will tell you." The young man's words echoing in her mind. Her fists tightened, her resolve strengthening. 'I have to survive and return, no matter what.' From the outside, the Velvet Vagabonds resembled a beautiful castle. Its interior was lavishly decorated, making it the perfect playground for the wealthy and privileged. As Hayes entered the Velvet Vagabonds, Mia caught sight of a metal cage containing a vicious dog and a young man. The young man was engaged in a fierce battle with the dog. It was said that if one could defeat the beast, the person could escape Velvet Vag

“I guess. So long as we both remain alert I see no problem in giving you some answers now.” “Well okay then. Firstly, where exactly are we? I’m guessing that its the standard we’re not on Earth anymore situation?” “That guess would be correct. We are, hopefully, somewhere in the Kingdom of Everaya in the Realm known as Hephaestia.” “Hephaestia? Would that be any relation to the Greek god Hephaestus?” “Well look who is smarter than she looks. You are correct. The god Hephaestus created this realm. All realms are created by a god, the humans from your realm managed to get at least that correct.”

But it was quickly replaced by the void. “You were always the best part of me, Arielle,” he whispered, his breath smelling of ozone and decay. “The only pure thing I ever touched. That’s why your marrow is the final key. Once I have the stabilization from your blood, the instability ends. I will be the permanent Apex. I will be the God of the New World.”

Right now, those three greedy fools were sitting in an empty house, stewing in the humiliation of being outplayed by the woman they had written off completely. Five hundred thousand dollars, gone. Four bare walls, and nothing but regret to keep them company. But this was only the BEGINNING. When the apocalypse came and it was coming ...they would finally learn what REAL despair felt like. And she would be watching. Safe behind walls they would never find, her daughters at her side, as every single monster who had ever hurt them was swallowed, one by one, by the world they had never seen coming. The real revenge had only just begun.

he said, voice dropping, gritty. “He’s not solo. You hear that?” She swallowed hard, forcing her breath thin, tuning out the thud in her ears. There—soft scuffs, boots on concrete, more than one pair echoing faint. Her gut twisted. They were boxed in, and that vial—Dorian’s sick little gift—was out there, laughing at her from the dark. “Perfect,” she grumbled, edging tighter to the wall, her arm brushing Roman’s. His heat stuck to her, and it was stupid how it messed with her head.

Maybe he need to ask about it. "Well yes, last night when I got home I decided to look for more information about Tessa and this Satyrne. I found nothing until I found the book hidden far back in the library. It is about Deities. It states that when one of the Deities are sent to earth that the chosen one would rule over all species. In some of the written notes it also states that if someone is blessed like Tessa is she is a direct descendant of a godess. Only then the person will be strong enough to handle the power bestowed upon them" The room falls completely quiet and all eyes falls on Tessa, looking pale after hearing all of the information. "But how?" She whispers, but no one can give

"I was targeted by one of my father's rivals. They kidnapped me and locked me in a basement for six months… I don't remember how I survived. All I knew was that it was always dark, and they would beat me every day. I…" A thin layer of sweat began to bead on his forehead. I instantly sensed something was wrong and stopped him. "Hey, Ethan? Ethan, look at me. You're not there anymore." I gently took his hand, trying to anchor him, to let my warmth pull him out of that dark place. "You're safe now. You're not in that basement anymore. You made it out." Ethan seemed to come back to himself, finally exhaling a shaky breath. Then, he gave me a small, grateful smile.