By The Grace Of The Gods Light Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I got on my knees, put my hand on my chest; closed my eyes, and uttered with certainty, “Almighty, with the power of the orbs of life and death you gave on my father and transferred to me, I’ll ask your blessings for all the choices I will make in the future. May the orbs guide me through my journey. Please give me your strength, your grace, and the courage to defeat all evils. And give me the power to heal the broken lands caused by demons. I am Alice, the chosen Goddess of Change and now the bearer of the Orbs of Life and Death, with all my heart and mind, my body and my soul, please consider my sacrifices. Amen.” I fluttered my eyes open and the thick wind in the sea of clouds swirling ar

He approached both warriors and used magic to mark a little praying-for-blessings sign on the back of each man's right hand. The crowd remained silent throughout the process. I could feel some glances directed at me. Leaving a praying-for-blessings sign on the back of a warrior's right hand was how Alphas showed their appreciation for their right-hand Betas. Understandably, my father's actions indicated that he had high expectations for this battle, with the victor likely becoming the right-hand Beta of the next Alpha. Lost in thought, I was startled as a hand was placed on my shoulder. "What are you thinking about? You look so cranky," Lux, the owner of the hand, sat down next to me.

“As what I have said. When there is light, there is always the dark. Yin and Yang. In every good there is bad, and for every bad there is good. The twin primordial God and Goddess that guards and made sure everything is in perfect harmony with the creation of the Ultimate Supreme made and task them, sure had their own paid consequence. When God Raiden took the ultimate taboo. The Goddess decided to throw the tiny dot of darkness from her heart and very being. With the fear for the worst, and let’s just say her sacrifice of that thing to be done. I was born. But it wasn’t enough. To the needed sacrifice, first born God’s desire and the very consequence of His torn shelf into the pure light an

🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032 'Desire is so sinful and delicious. Some desires are seen as acceptable, and some are not. So society will brainwash us. And will make sure that we do not pursue these desires. But the temptation is forbidden fruit, and sometimes you need to take a bite, even if you cannot go back to the light. The shadows are my home now. And thanks to the beast inside of me, I love it. I always wonder if I can ever be normal again. But I don't really care.'

Ty was abruptly stopped as the door swung open. Everyone’s eyes faced the doorway as Azura’s silhouette stood outlined by the moonlight. “No, my Alpha,” her voice trailed into the room so serenely. “It is I that stands before the room. I, your future Luna, will not stay quiet and kept any longer,” Azura says as she takes a few steps closer to her mate, placing a hand on his shoulder and gazes over the room, stopping briefly on the man who had dared to mention her name. “I know you are worried and you have reason to be. First the pack is threaten by an evil man, now we are subject to someone’s spiteful vengeance, but do not forget, that it is the Moon Goddess who has bestowed upon me her

“The Gods consulted with each other and told the witches that they would handle it. No one knows for sure what happened, but it is said that the Gods confronted their brother and his child. They united and took Lord Kanchelsis’ power from him and turned him mortal. Made him a human. They took his power and offered it to his son in exchange for the darkness. His son agreed and pushed the darkness from his body. The gods and goddesses needing a place to put the darkness scatter it to the four corners.” “Some was sent with the wind. Some were sent with water. Some were sent with the ground, and some were sent with fire. The gods knowing that this was only temporary, decided to start blessing th

He was her source of strength and tonight, seeing them with their roles reversed was overwhelming. The next thing we saw was how the black fog surrounding His Grace seemed to slowly fade as if she was absorbing it… but how? “I thought Katniss doesn’t have mana?” I asked Onyx, still mesmerized at the sight. “She doesn’t.” “Then how is this miracle happening?” Khal asked. “What the heck is that light?” “I have no idea. Only His Grace could answer that question.” It was like witnessing light and shadow, one cannot exist without the other. These two broken souls somehow had found refuge through each other.

“This is no longer your realm. And she is already dead.” “Stop this madness Aodh!” Ashe hisses, appearing from the far side of the battlefield. An older man by her side. “Enough!” She flings her hand out towards the god an ethereal light coming from her hand, directed at the god. The light hits the god, pushing him back. He snarls at Ashe, baring fangs and his red eyes glowing with fury. Ashe sends another blast of light his way, and he cowers back, raising his arm to defend himself.

“ What have you creatures done to my baby? I swore she would be the happiest goddess to live. I swore she would have any world she wanted, anything she wanted. When all the Gods were creating their creatures, I did not. I wanted something more thus I waited. When God created his humans, I was fascinated. A being coming out of another, from parts of you. It was amazing. I would not just mold them from dirt but I would reproduce my creature. I really wanted to but there was no other half I would try with until the Goddess of light came. She had heard my pleas as I had talked to your Goddess. The Goddess of light also wanted to reproduce, produce a creation instead of just molding them. We were

No matter how deeper the feelings are, in the end, one is in heaven, one is on earth, one is in the light, and one is in the dark. The Great Hall of Heaven, heaven. In the great hall of heaven, the throne of the Lord of the Gods emitted an extremely blinding light, the person sitting on it was still as cold as twelve thousand years ago, and he was no longer the God of Fire León de Fuego, who believe that just praying to the Lord of the Gods is effective. “I am the god of sin, kneel before the Lord of the Gods!” He knelt before the throne, bowing and saying.