Chaos Primordial God Novels & Stories

“That’s Erebus, the primordial of darkness. I thought X had killed him along with Ra, but...I was wrong. “He’s a primordial?”, Willow asked, involuntarily moving back. Those guys were too powerful to mess with. He looked back at Erebus. He was just standing there, watching. “Oh yes, he’s not a real void god, since he has no cognitive abilities.” Zoi touched the back of his head, and the eyes turned bright purple. “But, he’ll be more than enough to take care of you.” He was gone before anyone could say anything, appearing behind Willow. “Destroy.” He said simply, and punched Willow in the back. He felt his bones crack as he was hurled forward and crashed into Zoi’s throne. “If you’ll excuse m

-Do you know who Azael is? He looks at me with a terrified face. -Azael Grimm? The new? - I'm not quite sure it's called that, but I nod my head because there aren't many people named Azael in this country. So much less in high school. What's more, I think there is only one person in the world named like that and that is him. -What's the matter with him? - He's the one who bumped into us on the day of the dance, Jason- I say bluntly.

Order spent some time observing this to make sure it worked perfectly before going to the other three to show them what Order had discovered. Creation and Darkness were impressed where as Chaos was furious that their creations were used but his was left out so in a jealous fit he unleashed the dark swirling mass he now calls a blackhole. To suck it all up and destroy it all. Creation and darkness started bickering with Chaos but Order saw why Chaos reacted the way he did. Order had all three of them make their creations again and ordered them where the black holes floated on the outside of the organized clusters of suns planets and moons we all know now as a solar system. All four of them l

"I don't want to say it again. Tsk, you deaf? " "Freak you, Xeenalah! What's the codename again? " "H... " "A letter? " "Uhm, I'm not sure. Maybe some symbol from elements… " "Or initial… " She added. "Maybe or I don't know. " "Good thing you said that to me. Freyia's have the same blood as ours but we don't know anything. We can't trust that much anyone now. You know, pain change people, " Celestina said.

The sheets tangled around my legs felt different and foreign. Ezra stood there, staring down at me. His face twisted in anger and disbelief. He was shaking. Shirtless with his skin pale in the morning light. Shorts hanging low on his hips low enough that I could see the V of his muscles dipping down. The trail of dark hair leading lower. His hands balled into fists at his sides. Chest rising and falling fast. Like he was fighting something. God, he looked good like this. Scared. Exposed. Mine.

Ignorance glanced at Andrius and explained, “That’s the famous Primordial Unity Pearl which can merge everything into one and disrupt the heavenly order. It can also suppress your strength and delay the arrival of your divine tribulation.” Delay the divine tribulation... That was exactly what Andrius needed. Swoosh— The next second, he flew over and prepared to take the Primordial Unity Pearl. “Don’t be reckless!” Just as he was about to reach the Primordial Unity Pearl, Chaos shouted and stopped him. Andrius froze and asked, “What is it? Is there some sort of trap around this orb?” “Of course there is.” Chaos said gravely, “The Primordial Unity Pearl isn’t a simple treasure. It’s guarded by

He asks. "I just know this." I tell him looking him right in the eyes. "I'm not afraid of you.' "Then you are foolish." he growls, "I.am Kaden Delacourt. The Primordial hybrid. Destroyer of packs and bringer of death. I killed my own mother and father. Tortured my siblings for eternity. Destroyed countless packs, slaughtering anyone that dared to stand in my way and yet you say you don't fear me? Do I scare you now?!" He growls, snarling his teeth at me.

Vincenzo turned the following pages, his eyes scanning each line with growing unrest, as if searching for coherence within the absurd. Nothing made sense, and as though the existing problems were not enough, new secrets surfaced, adding weight to the fragile balance he was still struggling to maintain. “Cazzo,” Vincenzo muttered, releasing a heavy breath thick with disbelief. For a moment, he ran his hands over his face, as if he could erase what he had just read, wondering what else could possibly happen to drag the chaos into something even worse.