Chapter One Gods And Monsters Novels & Stories

The streets of the city shone like polished brass. The stones in the pathways shone like precious stones, even the walls and temples of every god reflected light as though they were the stars themselves. Along the streets of the city mystical creatures moved. Elves, fairies, daemons, even living gargoyles walked the streets of the city. It was like a normal human city but with creatures of fairy tales. And among these the servants of gods and goddesses went about their business like any human would. The city of the gods surpassed any city of man with higher technology and glorious beauty. While mankind built events arena where festivals and other occasions took place, the city of the gods ha

Hades tells me as he gently pushes my shoulder, and I feel my body spiralling through the void. My eyes flutter open, and the sound of gunshots startle me. The battle is still ongoing, and a group of hunters approach me, where Sarah lays unconscious, and Max’s lifeless body lays; his blood staining the snow. I summon my fire; these creatures are responsible for the pain I feel. They’re the reason my heart has ceased to exist. Before I can fire at them, a thunderous bang and flash of lightning shakes the ground. Every person standing hits the floor, unable to keep their balance. The flash of light fades, and standing in the grounds of the New Moon pack, looking regal but dangerous, are the Go

"T h i s... i s... t h e... e n d. D o... n o t... l e t... t h e... g u a r d s... c a t c h... y o u." Faris advised them as he showed the way to the room and then he disappeared in thin air. Love and Vikas looked at each other in panic. The guards. The most famous monsters or angels or demon. They don't know what to call them. They were huge, rocky build, fast and cruel. They kill first and ask later. No weapon can harm them. No God can win from them. "L e t ' s... g o." Giselle ordered them who were frozen at their place.

I turn my gaze to my family, and they look shocked and saddened. “What did you do?” I ignore the question as I turn and fly back down to Earth. The closer I get, I see buildings burning, people running for their lives as the monsters of the Gate rampage. The ground splits and more spills out, as well as the demons. I chuckle as I watch them destroy the area, killing at will. My heart is black and cold. The gods created the world and all that inhabit it. I have no love for anything anymore. The land will bleed, the seas will boil, and I will revel in it.

“He is a monster, Daven! We all know what he is capable of!” “He is a predictable monster!” I shot back. “I can plan for him. I can fight him. How do I fight a god? How do I fight something that can turn a she-wolf into a slaughtering machine that can snap the necks of my best warriors like twigs?” I stalked toward her until I was standing inches away, forcing her to crane her neck to look up at me. “Tell me what you know, Evelyn. Tell me the truth.”

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

When dawn came, it wasn’t light that split the horizon. It was a line of text: “The Queen stood alone. But not for long.” Liora looked up and saw her enemies, Not soldiers, Not gods. Thousands of them. Blank-faced beings formed from parchment, crawling over the cliffs, silent and hungry, Each bore a sigil carved into its chest: Chapter 0. The first reached the Citadel’s walls, Touched stone And it vanished, No flame, No crumble, Just gone, as if it had never existed, Sera tried to summon a ward, It sparked then fizzled.

“That section is rarely visited. Follow me.” I trailed after her through the maze of towering shelves until we reached a dim corner where the light from the high windows barely touched the floor. She set a small stack of books on a bench, gave me a weary look, and walked away without another word. Ignoring her, I reached for the first book, careful not to hold it too tightly…it felt as though it might crumble to dust in my hands. Its pages detailed the origins of our kind, the way we came into existence The opening pages spoke of the time before wolves, when the earth was bare of our kind. It said the Moon Goddess wandered then, watching mankind tear itself apart with greed and fire.

Every dormant wolf gene in the population was firing at once. The "Gods" had returned. And they had brought a world of monsters with them. Victor felt the last of his human thoughts slipping away, the wolf’s instinct for blood and territory rising like a dark tide. He looked at Elodie—now a massive silver wolf with glowing eyes—and let out a roar that shook the very foundations of the Citadel. The global panic was just beginning.

Its expression carried something she had never seen before. Regret. “It cannot be awake.” The ground trembled again. Rhazion spoke quietly. “But it is.” Verath looked between them. “Someone tell us what’s happening.” The First King closed its eyes briefly. Then opened them. “When the First Ones came to our world they did not arrive alone.” Silence. “They brought war.” Another tremor. “They brought darkness.” The cracks widened. “And they brought a monster.” Elara’s breath caught. “What kind of monster?”