Football God Novels & Stories

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

William corrected. The man who still earned the nickname "The Strongest God of War" didn't like the idea of people misunderstanding Riley. He still wanted his son to be known as one of those soldiers who wouldn't kill his opponent. That would make him a prouder father. According to him, the mistakes he had made in the past should not be made by Riley. He was once known as the "God of Death" because of his great killing ability, but then he turned into a general who was able to defeat enemies without killing them.

Dark hair messy beneath his helmet like a cologne commercial designed to ruin women financially and emotionally. Still an asshole though. “You’re watching this again?” she asked. Ethan finally glanced at her. “This was his hat trick game.” “You say that like it’s supposed to mean something to me.” “It means he scored three goals in one game.” “Congratulations to him and his violent ice soccer.” Ethan gasped in mock offense. “Did you just call hockey ice soccer?” “Yes.” “That’s offensive.” She bit into her toast. “You know what’s offensive? The fact that this man has rejected me four times this month.”

"No one's getting past him to even get near Gideon." She flushed with pride and smiled. "Oh, it happens now and then ...but yeah. My man is gifted. He's a protector, you know? He protects his quarterback, his woman and his friends." The stadium joined me in standing as the Rebels made it into the red zone, and then when Gideon threw a touchdown pass, the place erupted into ear-splitting screams. Leo hadn't been the receiver, but a touchdown was a touchdown, and no one was going to complain. Not even me.

He wanted to tell them about the reckless driver who had splashed dirty water all over him on the way here, but the words got stuck in his throat. “I… I… it wasn’t intentional. I—I…”The War God reduced to yes ma’am by a fierce loyal friend.“I… I… it wasn’t intentional. I….It was one reckless driver—” “It’s okay,” Elena cut in gently. “Just don’t come late next time.” “Yes, Miss Carter,” he replied with a faint smile. “You better not,” Nadia added, pointing a finger at him like a warning. “If you do, I’ll be the one to personally deal with you.”

Her face changed every time I spoke and as I finished she held my hand. “It sounded like he felt like a massive douche.” “Yeah I think so.” “You forgiven him? He comes across as a passionate man for a better word.” She looked deep in thought. “What are you thinking?” I put my empty cup on the coffee table. “Oh I think you should grab him with both hands and not let go,” she laughed. “And it’s good to know he isn’t perfect. Everyone fucks up and it isn’t the same as Adrian. I know you panic that it is but it isn’t. It sounds like he really cares for you.” I nodded. It did seem like that and the thought of it made my heart flutter. “I have a scan on Tuesday. Graham is working, did you want to

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

Amari asked scrunching her face and reaching over to check her phone. "It says if any man be in Christ , he's a new creature, old things have passed away behold all things are become new." Aunt Marie said nodding her head and smiling. "You said in your prayer last night when I came back that God should let me find happiness in him and peace." "Yes." "I'm heavy on the word peace." Amari sniffles "and I opened to a page in the Bible, Genesis, God is Almighty and powerful and then I prayed after and I felt that peace."

Come out now! The fans who had been suppressed by Marcellus finally found a way to vent their anger. A while later, Marcellus sent a comment. [God of War Is Here? Haha! Are you challenging me? You better open your eyes wide. Don’t challenge my pocket money with your annual salary!] He initially wanted to speak ruthlessly, but… Whoosh! The second round of rockets showed up again. God of War Is Here just gifted one hundred rockets again! This time, the channel descended into total chaos.

The regrets surged. I didn't flinch. --- When I opened my eyes, the sun was setting. Hours had passed. I was still standing. My face was wet with tears I didn't remember crying. My throat was raw. But I was still standing. Fenra watched me from the edge of the circle. Her three eyes were unreadable. "You didn't break." "I almost did." "Almost is not broken." She stepped into the circle and placed a hand on my shoulder. "You're ready. As ready as anyone can be to face a seven-hundred-year-old Null who wants to become a god."