Novel & Cerita Chat With Gods

He smirked and looked back at me. “Get dressed. We will wait in here. When you are ready come out and talk to us.” He shut the door behind him. I took a deep breath. What the hell is going on? Two fucking full-blooded gods are in my apartment. Not just any gods my gods the goddess of the moon the mother of all werewolves and Lycans, Selene. Typhon was also here the god of the dragons, one of the strongest gods there is.

Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?” Black paused, deliberating over his word choice, “Some worlds have multiple gods or even a supreme god; however, yours does not.” Black coughed awkwardly, “And even if your world did have a god, those so-called deities only hold power within their own world. However! Rare as they might be, the multiverse does have entities powerful enough to be considered as gods, but they are in no way… holy.” What followed were outraged exclaims of “Hey!” and “Who are you calling unholy?!?” (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸

Celeste (deadpan): “Hold up.” I pinch the bridge of my nose. “There are gods that are real? Like… actual Greek gods? Trident, seashells, dramatic hair, the whole package?” Dacia actually winces. Dacia: “Not Greek. Older. The ones the Greeks watered down and gave better PR. Poseidon, Hades, Nyx, the whole pantheon. They’re real. They’re awake. And Atlantis is their favorite mistake.” Remy (stepping out of the portal behind me) blinks.

Ash hums, “Is it weird for the God of the sun to talk to Vampires?” He shakes his head, “Not for me, I speak to several on the regular. Your Gods are pretty cool too, for the most part. Set is odd though.” Eliza chuckles and nods, “And terrible at cards. Despite being the God of chaos, he’s not a fan of chance. But never play with Isis, she’ll just clean you out every time. It’s no fun playing against the God of good fortune.” Sol chuckles, and Eliza smiles at him. “Go on then, off you go. Back to your realm where you can see everything and I can shower pretending you can’t.” He furrows his brows,

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

"You are a true delight, Jinx of Skirmish. You don't even notice how alike we are. While we see what comes from your decision, let's have a chat. If you can answer three questions correctly or even poorly but still amuse me, you will be free to go to the next challenge. With your love, if he comes out whole. If he doesn't, you only have yourself to blame." The concoction Jinx had made with the two flasks began to foam. Heaving a sigh, Jinx tried not to show how nervous he was about this outcome. "Fine, I'll answer your questions. But if Lexi is fucked up because of this, it's because of your bullshit, not mine. Any god of the Orangelo tribes should have seen that coming." Jinx gestured vague

"A godly being from another plain? Like the phoenix god?" "Oh, no, no, no." For the first time, she heard Ve laugh, a laugh full of disdain as if she was a dumb little child. "Of course not. The phoenix is just fiction, an imaginative construct for the weak-minded crowd. The godly being I met is much more real - it isn't omnipotent or benevolent, of course. The thought of an omnipotent entity that saves us all is plainly ridiculous, in a scientific sense. No. I call it godly only because of the deathly power it possesses and the fact that, though it can think and communicate, it isn't human. It is from another plain, not from this world."

"I didn't test it. It felt — limitless isn't the right word. Unbounded. Like there wasn't a wall, just a choice of how far to extend." Zane was quiet. "My mother wrote about this," he said. "Not from experience — she didn't survive long enough for the power to settle fully. But she wrote about what the texts described." He paused. "She called it the Goddess's sight. Not seeing exactly. Feeling. Being able to feel the state of things from a distance." "The Chosen is supposed to be able to feel the health of the pack system," I said. "That's in the original texts. Not the individuals — the system. Whether it's working. Where it's breaking."

I mumbled with a short laugh to make him less suspicious of me. "T-t-that's impossible," he stuttered, as if he were trying to hide something from me. "I know, right? There's no way that another world or another set of realms actually exists. I don't even believe in gods and goddesses, even if I've already met one before." Ice’s aura flared up as he heard the last part of my statement. "You’ve already communicated with a god or a goddess before?"

Just being able to eat at a table again instead of on the cold floor is a small achievement. “We have a few,” he answers vaguely. — Gods of war and peace. Gods of desire, hate and love. And a wolf god who created everyone else because he was tired of being alone in the sky. The impression of your voice makes me curious. — Don't you believe in your gods? The Prince takes a long pause. He seems to reflect on something at the bottom of his glass.