Fierce Deity Link Novels & Stories

-But I want something in return- The animal was not going to have compassion. -It's not what I'm thinking, is it? - -Yes, connect with Cristian, if you do I will show you your past- -You're playing dirty- -If I show you everything now, you won't bear it, even if it doesn't seem like it, we're both weak. You can barely contain me and I can't refuse to go out, it's in my nature. If we link up with Cristian, his wolf can help us. You know I'm not lying-

I bit my lips and continued to crawl until I was harshly turned over, the warriors set me on my knees and every drive in me was lost, all hope because I knew what was coming. “Hmm, she already looks half dead,” Lexi's voice pierced the air filled with disgust. The Crimson blood never let the banished souls to live, they believe they would be betrayed once they are out of the pack. They also didn't believe in mercy against heinous crimes that had been committed, which was the reason behind their strength, they were the strongest pack in the last century. And they were about to do the same thing to me. Torian grabbed my jaws and forced me to look at him, my vision however was blurry from how m

Jayden whispers in shock. My head is pounding and I feel dizzy. Tara is Keturah, the moon goddess. The woman who has been helping me all this while is the moon goddess? I always knew she was different, but it never occurred to me. “Keturah, blessed goddess, mother of our kind, it's an honour to have you in our midst”, Kreed says, going one knee. Everybody in the room does the same including, Jayden. I keep sitting, trying my best to see through the tears that have clouded my vision.

Emotions had run wild between now and then; excitement, disbelief, discontent, rage, and now a thoughtful silence pervading the four walls like a thick blanket that lulls her back to the bay of sleep’s arms. Avian dips the feathered tip into the glass bottle and carefully lowers it onto the page where she had left, just beneath the grotesque sketch of an original Lycanthrope she had attempted whilst still in the throes of energy. “… Average of ten feet tall, five hundred pounds of muscle and fur that is impervious to the war instruments of man.” The high priest stands at the front left, his cheeks like emptied udders that tremble with each breath, “tapetum lucidum…” highly sensitised night v

------------ Thirteenth page of DEOS- Zuotia-Kingdom of beasts Lord of the beast, is He, Ali Fiy-arde, by his words, jungle will tremble, mountains are moved. He rules over hundreds of behemoths; venomous drakes dance when he is in his joyous, even the most savage in gryphon race whimpers in fear at the presence of Aliy Fiy-arde- The ultimate creature.

Movement out of the corner of my eye gets my attention, and I see Fenriz’s Lycan beast jump behind this massive dog and grab it in a chokehold. “What the fuck did your mate summon, Kai?!” He calls out in a gruff voice, and we watch the flames behind the large beast fade away while Fenriz tightens his hold around its neck. It goes down in a huff, but Fenriz continues his hold. I didn’t have time to ask any more questions right now, even though I had so fucking much on my mind. I need to find my mate; she’s somewhere in here, I can feel it! “Caterina!” I call out through the link and out loud but get no response from her. I don’t know how far gone she is or how much of her Goddess power she ha

Marcy and Dax flanked from the east, flares of magic and steel slicing the fog. But then came the second wave. And this time, they brought something darker. Link They’d summoned it. A beast born of blood rites and forbidden glyphs. Not a wolf. Not even a shifter. This was something else—a twisted chimera made of shadow and ash, wearing the stolen forms of fallen warriors. “Lily—!” I roared, tackling the creature as it lunged for her. It screamed—too many voices, not enough shape—and slammed me through a stone column.

“It is trying to force her.” “No,” the newborn god said quietly. “It is recalculating.” The word unsettled me. “Recalculating what?” I demanded. “Continuity.” Another tremor rolled through. A decree near us flickered sharply. Justice wavered. I gasped. “I did not touch it.” “You do not have to,” the newborn god replied. “You are linked now.” Kieran’s voice dropped. “Break the link.” “How?” I asked. “Withdraw your alignment.”

But for some reason, he had been dragged in the alleyway and ganged up by the group of five youths before he arrived at the venue. Therefore, he was late and had no choice left but to get the worst starting skill among the rest, the self-healing magic. He not only got a starting skill, but also a System Deity. The system deity was a round ball object as big as a golf ball. With designs of profound carving and imprint. To activate the System Deity, the owner must feed it with his own energy to light up all the imprint on its body, then it would spread automatically at the back of the owner's neck like a wristwatch, and after it was stuck on the owner's neck, they could follow up by whispering