By The Grace Of The Gods Light Novel Novels & Stories

Rafe was sitting on his bed, stroking the strange grimoire beside him, when his hand became electrocuted. "Damn it! This ancient relic always brings trouble." the man cursed. This man was attractive, but his eyes had turned dark, as if no human being was present. Rafe then lit a cigar and smoked it slowly, savoring every exhaled nicotine smoke. "Women are simple creatures. Push them to the brink, and they’ll fold." "I owe Aline one for making Luna so vulnerable." He exhaled some more cigarette smoke and smiled horribly. "Luna, we only meet in dreams for now. But once you yield to me, our destiny will come to fruition." this man spoke as if he had lived thousands of years.

I let out a slow breath and turned to face her. Her expression was blank, but I knew she was watching for something. A flicker of what was underneath. A crack in the surface. I didn’t give it to her. Instead, I smiled, soft and vacant, and let my fingers curl into the hem of my sleeve. “…Okay.” The child returned. And the game began. CONTENT WARNING This book contains dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering to some readers. Please proceed with caution. • Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality)

She looked at the goddess with a gaze that was full of defiance, refusing to accept that her baby was gone forever because of a prophecy or a problem she did not understand. The Moon Goddess stepped closer to Grace and touched her forehead with a finger that felt like a cool breeze, and suddenly Grace saw a vision of a future that was filled with fire and blood. She saw two men with red eyes leading an army of monsters through the streets of Westoria, burning everything they touched and killing every wolf they found.

Without drawing any attention to themselves, Enboe-21 closed its eyes and sent a telepathic message to the bird of Jove, through telepathic waves. The bird flew up from where it was stationed outside, into the building, but high in the sky by which one could actually confuse its silhouette to that of a real eagle. It rolled twice in the sky, as sign to both Andy and Nelson, in regard to its presence. By this time, the final set of people still carrying the tasks of Combat Lord finally arrived, downcasted. After they had settled down, Dr. Archer waves an arm for silence, and began speaking. “It brings me delight to see youngsters like you walking through the golden path. The Greatest Scientis

Kaeden said, and looked at his mate. Everyone took the person’s hands beside them and bowed their heads as Corbin prayed, “I thank the Moon Goddess that all of us are here together to share this meal. Bless the hands that prepared this lovely spread of delicious food and bless the children around the table to eat all their vegetables this year. Amen.” “Runar did not close his eyes, grandpa,” Parisa’s youngest child called out. Corbin looked at his grandson and asked, “How would you know Runar did not close his eyes if you had yours closed?”

“Hmm, though sea-level may be rising each year, but the God of Creation promised to never do that— that’s why we have the rainbow. It’s not just refraction and dispersion of the sun’s light by rain or other water droplets in the atmosphere— this is a promise that God of Creation made to us, that’s why the rainbow is a ring.” I find Restia gripping my hand. “…can the God of Creation bring back papa, mama, and Ruby…?” “Why are you asking me?” He uttered mercilessly. “You are Lucione’s daughter, and I was expecting a lot from you— yet you disappointed me by your naïve, selfish behaviour—” “PRINCIPAL…!” I yelled with a pleading voice. “Don’t talk anymore.” Restia weeps on my chest as I cradled h

We shall see… The End Alpha of Gods is the final book in the Harmony Moon Series. Let me know your thoughts. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed reading about Gabriel, Harper, Willow, Brax, Drake, Ryder, and Demi as much as I have enjoyed writing their stories. Please let me know which was your favorite story in the series. There may also be a spin off of Drakes story. I believe he deserves happiness, don’t you?

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

Xiao Dust tilted his head and laughed, his long hair fluttering behind his shoulders as he coldly said, "God? What is a god? Shouldn't a god bless all beings? But why, why is everyone dead? God can't even protect himself, what qualifications does he have to call himself a god in front of mortals!" At this moment, everyone was a bit surprised as to why Xiao Chen's emotions suddenly became a bit off. Only to see him tilting his head and laughing wildly: "God ...... God? The God that Mister Xiao believed in has long since died! Today, Mister Xiao will come to behead God! Fifth Style One Sword Heaven's Border!"

Lyra — POV Light swallows everything. Not warm light. Not divine light. Not a light that heals. A light that annihilates. It floods the divine plane like a star going supernova, tearing through shadow and god-flesh and memory. I’m weightless and burning and infinite all at once. Cain’s hand in mine is the only real thing left, the only anchor keeping me from dissolving into the light. The Goddess is speaking—but her words bend and echo, warped by the power detonating through us.