God Bug Novels & Stories

I question in confoundment. No such thing has ever happened. It doesn’t matter what species you are; a God’s magic is superior in every way. The only person who can cloak a God is another God…but if it had been a God he wouldn’t have detected makkari magic and the cloak would have completely worked. None of this makes sense. “Now you know as much as I do.” “Have you asked Gabriella about this? Maybe she knows something,” I suggest. Azadou looks at me like I’ve grown two heads but says nothing.

“Police. Senior Detective. Father of one. This is my wife—Brooke.” Brooke gave a tight smirk, eyes still on the map. “We fought Gallus before,” Gabe said. “Gallus? What the hell is a Gallus?” Scott replied. “It’s a water demon—nasty, crude, and apparently one of the four lords of Hell,” Gabe replied.

The goddess simply looked at him with amusement. “I am, I was, and will always be the goddess of prosperity. Tonye, Alozie and all their friends are nothing but mere mortals.” What the goddess failed or deliberately omitted to say was that Pastor Alozie had a more powerful ‘back-up,’ which had almost incapacitated her permanently. Also, that same ‘back-up’ had led to the untimely demise of some of her messengers who were sent to my place, before the accident took place. “Do you know what happened after you joined Ebie and after your birthday?”

“And you helped him trick us into thinking he was the Visitor we came to find?” “We had to keep you busy. We thought it wouldn’t take that long to sort things out once we got to the Golden God. But then Rupert explained that the Golden God wasn’t the same god he used to be since he’d been brought back.” “He’s an undead god.” “Yes. It doesn’t really work for a god of life. He suffers from terrible mood swings, apparently.” Even better. A bipolar god. At least that was something I was used to dealing with. “And the plan is what? To beat him into doing what you want?” Sounded like the sort of plan they’d come up with.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.