Football God Novels & Stories

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

"Stay put. I'm coming to HC myself. It's high time the Sentinel's Edge plaque you earned sees the light of day." His words sent a stream of warmth rushing through my veins. I'd spent ten years guarding the nation's borders and earned that plaque with my blood and soul. With a sharp crack, Jude slapped the phone out of my hand and stomped hard on it. "You won't stop playing make-believe and calling the General, will you? You must think you're in some goddamn movie." Jude and the bodyguards behind him burst into raucous laughter, and their eyes were full of contempt.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

I greeted with a wide smile, immediately throwing my body back onto my bed. "Hello, darling," I heard the thick British accent from my godfather say to me through the phone and a shiver ran through my entire body, "how's my little star doing?" he asked me and I bit the corners of my lips. I felt so shy as though I was beneath his intense gaze, "I'm doing ok, how about you?" I asked him. My godfather was Octavious Bradford, and he's probably the most good looking gentleman I've ever set my eyes on. It doesn't help that I have a bit of a crush on him and he continuously spoils me way more than he spoils my older sister.

That terrifying ability inspired the Round Table Congress to be created to prevent the Godfather from destroying the underworld’s balance. Of all the Godfathers, Godfather Estrada was the craziest Godfather to ever be elected. They never revealed their identity and killed everyone who knew them. Those who worked with them had to take the Oath, and many who tried to reveal information about them were already dead. Godfather Veron Estrada also founded the Echo Association. They did many random things like declaring wars for petty reasons, adopting random orphans and extending protection and funding to smaller families under their name. The Gorski family was one of those families under Estrada’

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.

She soared through the air, her agility and precision leaving the Gamblers grasping at shadows. The Denver Outlaws, a unified force, continued their reign of dominance in the league, obliterating the Las Vegas Gamblers with an unstoppable onslaught. The crowd erupted with each touchdown, the elation and pride of their city palpable in the air. It was a display of pure football mastery, a testament to the unwavering spirit of the team.

"Bonus Chapter 5' As warm as the sun, as silly as fun As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea As hot as fire, cold as ice - The Beast 2.0 ******** 14 years old Divyansh put his result card inside the bag. A warm smile was dancing on his lips not because he topped this year in their class because it became boring for him as he tops every year. But in the next half their inter – school football championship under 15 will start. And remember he is not a champion but a pro like this father. Football is his favourite game, also playing football is his hobby. And from the age 10 he is the champion in inter – school football matches.