God Falls Novels & Stories

she stated. Layla stared blankly. “So what does this mean? I'm a child of a god?” Thalia nodded her head slowly. “It would seem a very ancient one. One that was here before many of our parents were. One of the cosmos and beginnings.” “I don't understand.” “Then to put simply. I believe that you are someone that the gods will grow to fear. Because your power is constant. It is raw and it is dangerous. It can be used with them and for them…or against them.”

Bonnie entered and stood near me, watching this display suspiciously. "Everyone, please join me in prayer," Goode said. Several people from both packs tilted their heads back and closed their eyes. "Selene, the sacred Goddess of the Moon, thank you for all you've provided. While we may not always understand your intentions, we know that you are our shelter from the storm, even during the most turbulent times. Despite the blasphemers among us who would openly defy your will." That last part got my attention. It sounded like an underhanded insult.

Jax, Theo, and Dom finally recovered from the shock. "I never felt an energy that strong in my entire life," Jax uttered, still can't believe what they saw. "He's like a completely different person." Dom voiced out his opinion. "He is a demigod," Theo concluded and the moment it came out from his mouth, a cloud of black smoke appeared again thinking it's Kian. Kaleb's hope rises seeing it, but it was crushed down when a different person appeared.

GABRIEL P. O. V In the inky darkness of the night, I was in the presence of the God of Death. An all-black outfit clung to his body, and it covered his face with a hideous skull mask. There was no ambient illumination, save for the dim light emanating from the God of Death's fiery red eyes. With steady steps, I faced the God of Death, my heart pounding. “Oh, God of Death, I am willing to give my life as a sacrifice. If you return Grace to me,” I said in a trembling voice, my eyes full of hope.

He was taller and more formidable than how we had seen him in the rose gardens; he smiled at us and nodded cheerfully. “You have to release the power of chaos; this is my job and my daughter's job right now,” the god said, and we all lowered our hands. The goddess dome began to glow brightly. I had no idea that the worst was yet to come.

“Have you had issues with a new species, the vamolves?” “Fuck them! They killed two men yesterday!” Kennedy was instantly pissed. “Yeah, we are working on a plan to kill their creator.” Jet said. “Who is that?” “His name is Adron. He is the God of the Underworld.” Jet said slowly. “You can’t kill a god!” Kennedy looked unphased by this. “And who is going to help you there?” “I can’t kill him, but Ivory can.” That would mean, she is aaaa….” Kennedy looked at me like I just grew three heads.

The gate split. And something came through__It wasn’t Kade. It wasn’t a wolf. It was something strange tall, Dark, Wings of smoke, Eyes like stars. The god. The thing Kade had been calling, Its voice was deep and cold. “The Flame has called. Now the end begins.” Everyone froze, even Kade. He dropped to his knees, staring at the god. “Wha... what have I really done?” he whispered. The god looked straight at me.

She really wanted to see what kind of expression the God might be having , was he looking at Agnis with an expression like he sucked lemon ? " No , her pleas are even more disgusting than sucking sour lemons " beside her a man spoke and Chelsea jumped looking startled , she looked at the handsome man who was now dressed in dress robes . " What are you doing here ?" seeing that no one was paying attention on Etah who popped up from nowhere , she could only act casual and chat with the God using her thoughts . " This is the final battle , how can I miss it ?" said the God with a wink then he pointed down at his wrist and Chelsea followed his gaze " Looks like the spell really did pointed at yo

The Second War God resented Conrad, the First War God, as much as Andrius. “Conrad Gibbs!” The Second War God’s eyes narrowed as he roared fiercely, “Do you really think you can save Andrius Moonshade? I’m telling you, he’s doomed! Not even God can save him today!” Conrad looked at the man and said, “Second War God, you are a lapdog for power and you’ve persecuted a credited official of Florence. One day, you will end up worse than this.”

A soft white light glowed, lighting the pictures of the Goddess Mediocris watching over the lands and permeating them with her healing light. Just from the sight of the Goddess, Amelia could feel her heart and thoughts beginning to settle. Even if the world around her were to fall apart, her faith and love for the Goddess would always keep her going. Stopping Amelia, fixed her gaze on Mediocris. Placing her hands before her, she said a quick prayer in the way of a morning greeting. Although she would be doing so later with the rest of the sister’s, it never hurt to say one extra for good measure.