Romans & histoires Dynasty’s Defender: The War God’s Line

Rayne thought that the goddess should allow them to form their own bond. “I can call her daughters; I don’t have a number for her son. He is a wild one; he is a full shifter. He doesn’t stay in one place for long.” Rayne told the group. She left the room to make the calls. Georgia would be the best to call. She was the strongest and most headstrong of Willow’s kids. The one who would come the quickest to help her mother. They all hated that the goddess kept putting her mother through this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have stationed guards around her like statues, afraid she might slip away. Good. Dakota closed her eyes again. "She's asleep?" one man whispered. The guard holding a monitoring device nodded and slipped it back into his pocket. "Stay sharp. This War God fooled the latest AI biometric system. Tricking your little sleep monitor would be child's play." Despite teasing his companion, the bodyguard still trusted the machine enough that his voice relaxed slightly. "So... is she really the War Goddess?" "Quit worrying about it," another guard said coldly. "The boss gave us orders. Just follow them."

It had been ages since a new God of War had risen in the Celestial Realm, leading to this dire predicament. The deadlock broke when my husband, Rein, the God of Water, and my sister's husband, Calder, the God of Fire, arrived side by side. The sight of them made me ball my hands into fists, while my sister's gaze turned steely. The Celestial Guards rallied as if they had found their pillar of strength. An elder stepped forward and said, "You Demons really think you can take these sisters and throw the world into chaos? The Celestial Realm will never stand for it!"

“I think it’s impossible too, this brat must be lying!” Xena said quickly, “You know the Goddess of War, and you’re friends with her? If that was the case, why didn’t you say so earlier? This is something to be proud of! Moreover, who is he to know someone of that level? The Gods of War are the guardians of Cathysia, they’re incredibly powerful. There are only nine of them!”

Elias growled again at the close contact, and Drake chuckled as I pulled away from his embrace. Drake was the Divine Warrior for the immortal line, just as I was the Divine Warrior for the shifter line. There was also a faerie line and a magic worker line. Always one Divine Warrior at a time only, although there could be many guardians. Of course, this was potentially proving to be untrue, as according to my traitorous bitch sister, the child that Louise was carrying could also be a Divine Warrior. But we couldn’t know for sure until the baby was older, and started showing signs.

“Or he will be a shield. The question is not whether Susan is the Daughter of the Goddess.” “But whether she knows she is.” Mikhail completed. The two looked at each other, and a silent truth settled between them. The war of the lineages had begun. And it wore the skin of a red-haired woman with green eyes, with goddess blood and a destiny that would make even the forgotten gods tremble. Kovalenko Mansion, Elders’ Wing — Saint Petersburg Yakov rested in a leather armchair, his long fingers drumming on the arm of the chair. His gray eyes, cold as centuries-old ice, were half-closed. Fidor entered in silence, wearing a dark overcoat. Only the crackle of the wood filled the room.

With every step she took, there would be a corpse. First, there was Hermes’s body lying strewn on his stomach. His petasos was broken, lying next to him as two separate golden wings detached from his headband. Then there was Diana's body. Also lifeless. Then that of Spartan, Crimson, Kristina, Carmen, Marcus, Henry. . . all of them. Earth’s last line of defense. Earth’s heroes. They were all dead. The goddess was still passing through and claiming the souls of the vanquished when she then raised her arms. Reign glowed in response to her will.

After a brief pause, she said again, "He's very young, so we can assume he's a very talented person. It will be bad news for all of us if he flees, makes a breakthrough to warrior emperor, and tries to come back and take revenge. We need to end his life once and for all! Failure isn't an option!" "You're underestimating a war god!" Steward burst out laughing. "The four war gods are very talented. They all made a breakthrough to level one warrior emperor not too long ago, so there's no doubting their combat power. I trust that any one of them will be strong enough to help you kill that guy."

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r