Dreadgod Novels & Stories

He could feel the aura of death lingering around the balls of energy that looked down upon all of mankind, and he felt his chest construct in pain in response. "First came the God Killer...now this person. How many more freaks would appear?" the Dragon Lord sighed and slumped onto his seat as a wave of exhaustion washed over him. His eyes were clouded as a feeling of helplessness seeped into his bones. Of course he had no idea that Mane and this mystery person were the same

“I need to get all the realms calmed before I feel I could calm myself down. I feel like there is dread in the world, and when that happens bad things seem to happen.” “Well you are heading into a realm war without any idea how bad it is, and not sure you’re going to make it out, I would be scared shitless myself.” “Well, thanks for your words of encouragement.” Jade joked. “Queen Jade if you pull this hail Mary off, you are my Queen are going to be worshipped beyond anything you know.” He said bowing. “Darius is coming, apparently Gage went to the packhouse thinking you are there hanging out.”

I looked at him with fear in my eyes. “Pandora, what happened?” He asked me. His eyes with a mix of worry and anger. “I received a premonition. Apparently, I’m the chosen of the Gods to stop the apocalypse.” I saw. My voice comes out as a whisper as I feel my father’s breath gets caught in his throat. He was trying so hard to process everything I told him that I could see his ears getting red as his blood travels up and down his brain, I could hear his heartbeats getting stronger and higher as he understood the situation.

​Don't be scared. ​A shiver runs down my spine at the voice which brushes the tips of my ears. I shut my eyes and hold Sassy closer to me. Tears pour past my eyes as I cry helplessly in the darkness, my mind repositioning me in that dark alley, and I couldn't escape it, no matter how hard I tried. ​This is what you deserve. ​I hear another set of steps approaching, these rushed as if the person was running. I curl into myself tighter, waiting with my breath held for them to pass me by. ​But they don't. ​They instead begin making their way toward me, and I scream, hoping this time my screams would be heard.

One was Sol, the God of Dawn in the Temple of Dawn, in charge of all light and warmth. The other was Karnos, the Dark Lord who ruled the Shadow Realm, whose power made even the oldest gods tremble. Everyone knew Karnos had a brutal personality. Not only were his methods against enemies cruel, but he also showed no mercy toward goddesses. It was said that those who provoked him were either exiled to the Void or trapped forever in the Shadow Abyss. The High Lords of the entire Divine Realm did not want their daughters to marry such a devil. I said indifferently, "Even marrying a devil is better than marrying you."

’s circulating there. Most likely a creation of that rogue bastard in the far north. The tonics are taken one after the other, first the purple, then the red. Within a minute. Taken right, it makes a Lycan stronger. Far stronger.” “The Dread Alpha,” Samkiel muttered, voice low and flat. “Another toy from the unkillable ghost of the North. And it just waltzed into our court? From that bloated Lord?” Saeris hadn’t seen the red in action—but the tension in the room… even the air felt heavier. If this was worse than the one she’d already witnessed… Vaelen’s tone darkened. “That means the other lords must’ve heard of it too.” Then, to Yrene again: “How dangerous?” “Beyond the single tonic. Al

His gaze was emotionless, unwavering, as Ryker writhed in pain on the ground. “Never dare to try your luck again,” Dread said coldly, his voice like a death sentence. He aimed his hand at Ryker, and in an instant, Ryker’s entire rotting form was consumed by flames. “Because in every life, Blood Petal belongs to Dread Lord,” Dread added, his eyes glowing fiercely as Ryker’s body burned away into nothing.

The global tether was experiencing phantom limb syndrome. Lying on the cobblestones of Aethelgard, bleeding from my eyes and ears, I could still feel the ghost of the Jagged Spine. The deep sight kept instinctively reaching north, trying to find the fifty thousand minds that had been there a moment ago. Every time it hit the jagged, blackened edge where the node had shattered, a spike of psychic agony drove itself into my skull. "Jace!" The voice didn't come from the deep sight. It came from the avenue.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Everyone find their destiny and he has found his to cherish and love it FOREVER! The End!