Dis Pater Roman God Novels & Stories

The dogs all circle like a ravenous pack of wolves. “WAIT, REBEL WAIT.” I call the dogs off and look at Roman. “I want to speak to my mom. She will help me. I’m under the protection of the DeAngelis family and the Fanucci’s.” He says, trying to save his own skin. “I’m sorry Roman, but your mom can’t help you. You are no longer under the protection of either family. You have been disowned by your nonno and madre.” Dante says for the first time since he entered here.

Father Din replied. “Who have we encountered?” Sister Terrie asked, fearful. “If the Vatican doesn’t act swiftly and doesn’t eliminate him swiftly and decisively, I believe the Vatican can become no more.” Father Ding replied, shaking his head with disappointment. “There is no need to lose your faith. Not when I’m here.” A voice said from the doorway where a man with white hair and a priest’s traditional robes stood in the light of a lightning strike.

he respond in a serious tone gone the desperation in his eyes and the hopeful tone of his voice. I tilt my head when I not what he said. He was Zacharias Eron... Was? What does it mean? Dad didn't gave me detailed information about this man. The only thing I knew is, he is Zacharias Eron. He follow Cesar Ildefonso and he is originally came from Averrius which is opposite to what my father told me. He didn't mentioned Averrius, he said Cesar save Zacharias. That's all.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

Roman’s voice stilled the air and I heard a low growl escaping Dominic’s throat. “He’s my son, Alpha if you are wondering.” Roman blurted out. The ground slipped beneath my feet. What the hell did he just day? He called himself Cassius’ father in front of me and Dominic. “He’s your son? As far as I remember you are still single, Alpha Roman.” Dominic said sarcastically. Roman’s lips curved upward. “Whether I am single or have a partner is my personal matter and I prefer to keep it very private. He’s my son, Alpha.” Roman said picking Cassius in his arms who was also in daze but thankfully my son remained quiet.

"You deserve it, Lydia. You truly do." "And so do you. It will only be a matter of time before you are of Master Abigor's child. 'Tis quite obvious that he wants you carrying his babes as soon as you can catch his sperm." "Oh, hush, Lydia. The man wants 11 babes from me." "11? As in the number 11 or those two Roman lines that mean two?" "Yes, the English number 11. Oh, my poor body is not ready for such." "But your babes would be beautiful beyond words and description. A combination of yourself and Master Abigor will for certain never concern themselves of any less beauty than perfect."

'He wore less clothes than you do. Ethan sighed and rubbed at the back of his neck. 'For fuck's sake, it's not actually him. Nobody got him to pose on horseback, wearing nothing but a bloody toga, while they painted this onto the wall. It's a depiction of the Light-Bearer. This is Roman in origin, and to them, Lucifer was the son of the goddess, Aurora and the hero, Cephalus.' His eyes found the figure again, a coldness creeping into his features.

Outside Vatican City Roma, Italy “In nomine Patris et Filii et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.” Those were Father Marcus’ last words after he sprinkled a good amount of holy water into a newly-furbished nursery room. It had the color motif pink on it, owned by a cute baby girl of two-years-old. After kissing his platinum pectoral cross, he made a sign of the cross and adjusted his black clerical vestment into place. He was apparently requested specifically to do the rite after it was clearly evident that there was something of dark spiritual value in the room of a new couple’s daughter. The rite was meant to repel any demonic creatures and Marcus was at ease now, feeling more than certain that no har

It was the mentioning of Alicia's name that had brought the conversation to my attention. As I reached the grand hall I found my brothers, all but one discussing and arguing heatedly about the blood sources of the city and about slaves. I had four brothers, Adras and Yura and Matheius was the ones I knew the best even though that did not count for as much. Then there was Daras, the high priest. I had never believed in the nonsense of the "the god created us" story. But he sure was making it hard to avoid him with the amount of power he possessed. I was next in line as it came to the rank of power and then there was Adras, Yura and last Matheius.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.