Deity Book Novels & Stories

“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.

“I am entrusting you this card. Protect it with your lives and you must never expose the truth about this power to outsiders. Human hearts are fragile. You easily succumb to evil when your lives are at risk. I will give you this land. Build a kingdom where war doesn’t exist. Cherish every maiden that you have. They will carry your future leaders. And a kingdom won’t prosper without the guidance of noble people. I will choose five men among you who will be bestowed with divine powers. You will pass down the knowledge from generation to generation from now on, “But remember, someday you will be overwhelmed by my powers and will use it against your people. My duty as Deity is only to watch you

After drying myself up, Sarah had already prepared my clothes, a gown, and a coat on the bed. "No training today?" I asked. "Not after what happened yesterday. Everyone is still on edge," Sarah said. The gown seemed like a formal occasion. "Are we having visitors over?" I asked. "The alpha decided it's time for you to get examined by the priestess." "Priestess?" I laughed. "You people have high priests here too? I thought it was just a myth." "Yes, we do have priestesses and priests. They are the ones that help us consult with our deities. It's the same thing with humans consulting the help of their gods with pastors, imams, rabbis, and all that," she lectured me.

I glared over at Mosi and stomped back towards the knobbly tree root I was sitting on. Turning my back on Mosi and Masi, as I sat on the knobbly tree root. I balled my fist, I winced as I put them with a little more force on my knees than intended. Looking back from where we came. I could hear the storm, it wasn’t so distant anymore. Thinking about what they told me, all three of them had powers. They were the embodiment of divine thoughts, divine words and divine deeds, and they are the guides to the purest of hearts. I gave this piece of information space to really sink in.

A jolt immediately went through my whole body. “What… what can I do…?” “What can you do…? Not only you are covered with wounds all over— what’s more, I can’t heal you with my magic. Your only choice, child— is to pray to the celestial gods.” “Celestial gods…?” I find myself to be sneering— I wondered why. “To whom? Your ancestor Loki? Or his parents— Fárbauti? Or Laufey? Or should I pray to you since you are the descendant of a celestial god?”

"Keep a low profile. It really has taken it out of me to keep the Moon from noticing your absence. It would really do me well if you kept to yourself." Damon speaks as he pulls something out of the breast of his jacket. It's a book, bound beautifully, covered in swirls of silvery patterns. When he extends it to me, I notice what it is. It's the Moon Goddess book. I've been desperate to get this off Shinee and Damon for some time now. Each time it's been right in my hands and then torn away, so to finally hold it against my fingertips is a blessing. Perhaps Damon is giving this to me on behalf of Shinee, who drugged me with a truth serum, which in return, I would receive the book for.

The concoction seemed to have made me more sensitive as well. My vision turned blurry as my body heated up once more. A deep flush spread across my skin. I clung to the vine that was wrapped across my chest, staring at it with hazy eyes before asking, "Do you like me, divine god of the tree?" The divine tree rustled its branches as if in approval of my question. I threw myself into it. I thought about all the ways the men had described that made the process more pleasurable as I clung to the vines desperately.

" Whoever wrote this must have been the same person who wrote my name since they were both inked in by hand. I really knew nothing about prophecies or things of that nature, but I knew they existed and were usually foretold by a really powerful witch. I had so many un-answered questions as I flipped through the other pages in the book. There were images showing a witch preforming a spell on a wolf, and there were definitely some images depicting Selene, the moon goddess. One page was dedicated to Helios and a few other ancient gods had pages in the book too. Why were the Gods in my family book? As I flipped further the images got darker. Drawings of creatures that I’d never seen before…some

Lily literally falls for every hot dude she meets either in good circumstances or bad ones. “He is the Bratva’s first son, Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca.” My jaw ticked and my fingers dug into my palms, almost drawing out blood at the mention of his name. “Oh my gosh! He is so hot!” “Let’s go, Lily. I need to speak to Dad.” I walked past the dreamy girl, who wished she could have Vincenzo towering over her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. But she had no idea that the devil does none of that.

Author's POV "Vlad, I am ready! " Vera walked out of the closest and he looked at her while sliding his phone in pocket. "Wow! " He looked at her up and down in an awe. Vera looked away blushing. "You are looking like a goddess..." Vera was wearing Indian lehanga. mix of white and red colour was going perfectly with her complexion. "Which one?.. There are many goddess in Indian culture." Bella teased. "Well, she is almost ready but there is one thing pending..."