Book Of Gideon Novels & Stories

Sapphire told us they have both been nice, but Elias isn’t much of a talker. “Are those the guys that Indigo has told us about?” Keegan asks. “Yes, the guy with the curly strawberry-blonde hair is Gareth, and the guy with the gold eyes is Elias.” I tell them. Riley whips his head around so fast that I am afraid he might give himself whiplash. I watch as he looks at the two guys. I want to ask if he knows him, but the referee blows the whistle. This conversation will have to wait until after the game.

He shuddered to think what the implications of that were; whatever the god had done to whoever he resembled. Yet inside memories throbbed in turmoil, trying to make sense of the puzzle. Isaac could not deny the God had a draw, compelling him to move closer, to be nearer to a beast that could tear him limb from limb. It was only a spot of common sense that stopped him. He watched cautiously in fearful awe as Am Heh moved about, reading over one of the ancient tomes. His gaze lingered a bit longer than it should as he leaned to study the book before swiftly averting his eyes. This really was not the time to be comparing to the imagery he was so used to. However, it was a far better view than t

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.”

They all looked around the room at the flying books and then back at me. “Please, I don’t want this, I just wanted a family” I croaked weakly. The tears were falling down my face as Gunner put his arms around me. The books started to fall and rise, over and over. “We’re sorry, Darling, we are just showing our respect to our Goddess” Roe said quietly. “I don’t want to be your Goddess, not if it means you will start treating me differently” “This is our way, this is how it is done” Lupus said firmly.

Welcome to unedited Black book 3 of the Woods series. This book can be read independently. You can read it without adventuring into 'Married to a stripper'. I'll be extremely happy if those who haven't checked that book out do so. I hope you enjoy my works. Love you guys much much. Your humble author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ The Sunday night was frigid against unarmed skin in Buea--the city of legendary hospitality-- located in the southwest region of Cameroon.

“A ring? I feel an incredible amount of mana inside it, what is that?” “Haha, this… It’s a ring that’s been filled with mana of the 9 gods, its existence is only known to gods and the 4 Ancients who are guarding the first world tree ‘Gilfok’ in Eldonia. Supposedly, this was actually planned to be one of the four keys in opening the doorway to God’s realm but it was too powerful to remain as a key so it was hidden here.” “What does it do?”

I tell her, remembering I am now her new tutor. "Okay," she sighs. "What would you like to read?" I ask, and as if I made her day again, she smiles brilliantly and answers: "Ovid's Metamorphosis!" I can't help but laugh at her enthusiasm. "Why that book?" I am intrigued a little girl would be so excited to read a book meant for college students. I should know. I had to read the book as part of my mythology elective. "Because of the gods and goddesses!" She simply answers.

A happy life. . . **** So these were the last three bonus chapters and an EPILOGUE. I hope you liked the story. Thank you so much for reading it and supporting it. The journey was indeed long, right? Thank you again for loving Hazel and Christian. If you want to read their youngest child's story, you can DM me on my I* for the adress. Their youngest child's story name is "that's my girl" but it's not on Goodnovel. It's a free book.

I'm praying to the mighty Abba that he will guide me with this journey. Abba... I hope that You will guide me.