Blood God Novels & Stories

When one becomes a god, they develop two attributes: a godhead, which contains their vitality and grants them immortality; and godspark, which contains all their power. When a godspark is sealed, the god loses access to his or her immense power, but would still have their measureless level of vitality if their godhead is intact. That was what Ray did whenever he spared with his son. He sealed his godspark, effectively cutting him off from his immense power but kept his godhead unsealed. There was only one way to truly kill a god- they must have their godhead destroyed, or sealed. Normally it was difficult to see through a god’s weakness. Unlike the godspark, which was part of the god and cou

“Roar!” Colton Lawrence’s body became possessed by the demonic god behind him. It burrowed entirely into his body. After that, Colton’s body started expanding like a balloon. “Divine Blood Technique, Blood Sacrifice!” “Surging Blood, Demonic Soul Curse!” Boom—

Amber's eyes squinted and her hand gestured forward questionably. "Well she can. Ok! Look, it's hard to explain. Only a god can terminate another god. Unfortunately, since they casted me out, I am no longer a goddess, but rather more like , a deity. I'm immortal, but not a goddess anymore ok. Now enough! Take the damn blood in your hands and do your thing, I need the body of that girl here. NOW!" She pushes the small vile with blood against Amber's chest, making her take a step back. Amber holds the blood in her left hand and chants over it with her other hand circling over it whole she chants.

Maybe if he had woken up from his nap sooner and got back home he could have been there just in time to prevent her trauma. "Part of me also held onto the hope that My sister may be out there some place. Although I never found her." "There is also one other factor that contributes to turning into a demon... No matter how little, even the tiniest amount, the person must have the blood of a god flowing through their veins." ... "A god? Like raaar anger me and I'll wipe out the world, Worship me and I'll give you a pat on the back.?" "A bit of an exaggeration, but yes."

Goddess, the audacity to be actually shocked. I knock back another drink.

the little guy nodded repeatedly. "Your blood is very holy I can feel it from here ,if I'm not considerate of my partner I would have made it my juice but I only need a drop just a drop of your blood I can feel it can make me grow faster and stronger, besides we partners we should protect each other and how am I suppose to protect you while I'm this tiny" scorch said a very long speech.

How could there be a way to attain godhood when all of the gods in the ancient records are born as gods in the first place? Princess Regina laughed out loud at seeing the unbelievable expressions of the group in front of her. It was really a shocking and incredulous thing, but her royal father is an insane individual that would grip at any chance given to him to become a god that he desired. “The Blood Wolves clan was destroyed merely because one of the treasures needed in the ancient scroll is the drop of blood of a real god itself, and the heart blood of the Priestess of the Blood Wolves clan is the perfect treasure for my royal father.”

Red wine spilled across the floor like a trail of blood. He stared at me, face draining of all color, and his lips trembled, unable to utter a single word. Hilary, too, stumbled back, as if she’d just seen a ghost in broad daylight. Meeting his disbelieving eyes, I walked toward him, one steady step at a time.

We both nodded. "That's your baby's heart. Beating very nicely. You can't make out any limbs or anything just yet but that's a strong heart." I looked over at Latisha and she had tears in her eyes. "Babe it's brilliant." I gave her a side hug. "Let me take a picture for Graham. Can I do that?" I asked the radiographer. "Of course, I can print some photos as well." "Oh yes please," Latisha said. I snapped a picture with my phone and grabbed her hand again.

Amon said cautiously, her long curly blazing golden hair and her near silver looking eyes were very uncommon, even among werewolves. It was common knowledge that the most dominant eye color was either brown and black among the wolves but due to the blessings of the goddess and the affinities of each wolf or whenever their abilities were in use. Their eye color changes but yet, Atarah wasn't a wolf but her eye color turns silver. "You mean my eyes don't you?" Her hair too drew unusual attention to herself. Amon nodded his head, he had only eaten a bit of his food since the conversation started. "It's very unusual for a human to have silver eyes, according to the books. I have read."