God Falls Novels & Stories

I feel like a… I feel like a God! I smile feeling k-9 like teeth in my mouth. It’s familiar but new all at the same time. Now, I know what I am capable of. I don’t need training to know exactly how my new form works. Demi, Drake, Luca, my parents, my people. That’s why I am here. I am ready, but I can guarantee you this… Ares is not. That’s when I spoke… “To the god who commands time… let it go!”

“I got her the best gift for her sixteenth birthday.” “You better have.” He chuckled as he suddenly came to a stop. “Talking about the principessa.” “Papa.” I heard the softest, most angelic voice yell from the top of the stairs. My gaze slowly moved up, finding the most stunning woman my eyes have ever laid eyes on. “Isadora, come down and greet your godfather.” Francisco waved her down, making me gulp. Isadora? That was my angel? There was no way that this beautiful woman was my goddaughter. She looked at least twenty-five. Fūck my life.

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!

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..."

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

My hands clench. “And you think that cost is her?” I ask. “It is not what I think,” the god replies. “It is what has been written.” “There is no script,” Nova says sharply. “There is always a script.” I feel something break inside me. “If you are lying” “I gain nothing from lies,” it replies. “Then explain how you know this,” I demand. The god looks almost weary. “When a god ascends beyond restraint, the tether that anchors him weakens.” Nova’s fingers tighten slightly.

I can feel my anxiety starting to rise. "Calm down, Sophia... Breathe." Alex said, and we got into the elevator, I started to walk from one side to the other, until I felt Alex hold me and look at me. "The Gods exist, Selene is the Goddess of the Moon and the one we pray to... The other Gods also exist, they've all changed names, you can call them Zeus or Ra... The point is what they're made of, not what you call them." "That's it... Ah, I'm definitely going to hell..." I said, already seeing the sins I had committed.

“Then why am I being punished?” The man straightened, his features tightening. “Unfortunately, I don’t make the rules.” His words triggered something I’d learned in the academy. About two thousand years ago, all the old gods fell in a supernatural disaster that resulted in one god taking all the power. Nobody had ever seen him or knew his name, but he sent messages to the world through his angels.

could be heard, followed by the mixed exclamations of: “Oh, yeah, I remember now.” “Right, right, I’ve heard of that one.” “That’s the one from the last week’s memo, right?” Noah’s eyes lit up in expectation, “So he does exist?” Voices collectively fell silent again. Soon enough, Black was once again pushed out as a representative, “Yeah…no. That one got written into the scripture later on by some dude calling himself an apostle...” Noah’s smile stiffened, “How… how about other gods?”

As if something inside me started to burst. ‘Did you enjoy that fun life you had? You waste so much time already…’ That voice started to ring a bell in my head. The owner of that voice… there was no doubt it was him. Godar, a god of time and stars. Laughter was again heard. It was… really him. This place is something that has gods and goddesses. Although their interaction with the mortals is limited, they can still give or offer mortals something. Just like how Brother Clad can manipulate the elements of Earth.