God Bug Novels & Stories

“My father wrote that, when the ten sovereigns were created, the top three were created with their very own personal limits in the form of the three books, the book of Enoch, the Necronomicon and the Pandora, in each of these books were weaknesses of how to defeat God, Ymir and Azathoth should they start to rebel. God, after getting his own faction, created a scripture basing on the Book of Enoch but he contradicted the book and wrote the first scripture, the Bible which is by far the most well known.” Lucifer explained and looked at Shizuki quite confused. She returned her stare at Rogue who blushed and looked to the side. “Rogue is there something I should know?” “Yes, you see, Shizuki is

Rex asked, his curiosity piqued by his constant referring to them. “Grub ALWAYS love speak about his skin marks, hoping to see some of the crows to come down and listen to pass onto bone god,” Grub said, a broad smile plastering his face. “Ok, so who is the bone god?” “He is bone god, god of all and only lets heroes enter into halls of eternity for drinking and hunting if have enough good skin marks.”

Beside him, Isolde bent down and whispered, “Boss, this Godber guy is obviously stronger than Natalie and Kirin. It seems bringing in the ‘Werewolf’ brothers was the right move.” “Hmm,” Carl responded slowly. “Let's go plan B.” “So soon?” Isolde was a bit surprised. “The ‘Werewolf’ brothers can probably take Godber. They’ve already managed to suppress him. They should be able to win.” Carl replied, “Better to be safe than sorry. It’s always good to have a backup plan.” Isolde nodded. “Understood.” She turned and made a phone call... Godber glanced at the crumpled form of “Fox” on the ground, his eyes filled with disdain, as if looking at trash.

Not just any visitor, the God of War himself. The hall was prepared for the arrival of the God of War—Lucien Kael, Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. The name alone had silenced even the noisiest warriors. Lucien wasn’t a man. He was a myth and death wrapped in skin. Stories whispered of him were soaked in blood and fear. It was said that he owned nothing and no one but took everything he desired. Anana barely had the strength to care. Her body was failing, and her heart was already in ruins.

EZRA The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence but it wasn’t the good kind, or the peaceful, birds-chirping, Sunday morning kind. This was filed with silence, like someone had pressed their hand over the whole house and told it not to breathe. “Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My mouth tasted like metal, my back hurt from sleeping wrong, and my stomach was a pit of nerves. For a second I thought about just packing up and leaving—money or not, this wasn’t worth my sanity. But then I remembered Lilian’s face, her voice reminding me about the contract. I’d signed my life away for a paycheck.

Mortals cowered, their eyes cast skyward in awe and fear. I was not here to be seen. Not yet. But something stirred, pulling me closer. A strange hum, faint yet persistent, whispered against my senses. It was different from the cries of frightened humans or the prayers they murmured to deities they believed still cared. This was something else—a tether pulling me down. Intriguing. Mortal lands held no place for gods, and yet here I was, standing on the precipice of their world, compelled by… curiosity. With a single thought, I descended.

“Seems like you want to try it out. I see…. “I don't Nana Lulu, I have no reason to. The celestial god needs his elixir, besides grandfather can only make one for him every year ten years. I've always wondered what was special about the stupid elixir. I had no idea it'd be that powerful.” “Well it is. Don't get fascinated by the human world my boy. A god interacting with a human never ends well. Humans are not good people.” She flashed a warm smile and left. Axel found himself thinking about doing the unthinkable when she was gone. He was going to steal the celestial god's elixir from his grandfather's chamber and approach the beautiful maiden once again. Not as an invisible spirit this time

" ... Yes... I am.... but I am.... under.....Givendale a god.... that was forgotten by mankind .... because. ....." V7 struggled, trying to come up with a reason why a god would bless him with magic without letting her fall under the impression that we could be demons. " Because that god is the creator of ....." I added, trying to help out, but I was no better than V7. " Creator of the Sliver Dragons which was long forgotten due to the extinction of dragons. As long as you're an agent of peace, god Givendale will bless you. V7 and I both stared at Hikaru in shock.

the elder gestured. "From our intelligence report, we discovered that the evil god Baalzebul is back, but not fully revived and restored to his peak form, and some remnants of his followers who survived the holy war are trying to revive him. Also, there have been cases of the emergence of black magic," he dropped another bombshell. "Some of us here have already noticed traces of these remnants and the residues of black magic," he continued, casting a glance in my direction.

the hood on he could easily disappear into the shadows as if he was never there. “Do I know you” I asked while cocking my head to the side. He let out a deep laugh that seemed forced. Once done, he narrowed his white glowing eyes at me that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. “So you ask for my help and you don’t even know who I am tsk tsk Kiara. I thought you were smarter than that, after all you are one of the only ones that can actually tap into my magic without suffering a horrible death.” I took a step back and looked at him with my eyes wide open. ‘Holy shit, its him. Kiara be on guard, he is the God of the underworld and of darkness.’ Anya warned me while I stood frozen s