God From Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

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

Daniel's POV "God Madonna? How can I reach out to you? I need your help. Please help your child get out of this problematic situation." I said, standing in front of the gate through which we can contact our gods. God Madonna was the good of dark witches, and though she was the dark one, I think she was the most beautiful, intelligent, and understanding God. She was better than those in the white world, who have turned us into their puppets and our fate as their gameplay.

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

he says, forgoing any kind of greeting. “Good afternoon, Mason. You know I can’t set that up easily,” Toby, one of Deacon's fathers responds from behind the desk. It's odd to see him there rather than Deacon. “Someone calling himself Cornelius Grey has just shifted on live television in the human realm and announced himself as their new God, and us as the enemy. I’m sure that warrants a visit,” Mason retorts and Toby’s eyes go wide.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Zion said to no one in particular, then, while looking at John directly, added, "You, my boy, have Hecate's blood running in your veins. I am sure that you know who she is—she is also known in the human world. You must have studied the deities?" John's mind raced as he recalled his history classes—the name was familiar: the goddess! He thought and looked at Zion in shock. They were descended from a goddess! How could this be true? How could someone as insignificant as him be seemingly so powerful? There was a loud growl in the room just as Zion said, "Never, and I mean never, think so lowly of yourself. You are anything but insignificant," clearly indicating that both his mate and the warloc

I exit the chat and look at the new message from Atticus. Atticus: Goodnight Zaia, don’t let their words get to you. We all respect your decision. The first training session starts at 5am. I’ll see you then. Zaia: See you then. I’m going to do this. I’m going to find Dad, find the cure, and destroy the Sable for everything they have done to me and my loved ones. The Goddess is a woman who needs no mate… so who said a woman needs a man? We don’t… and I’ll prove that.

Mom sighed. "Dad called Iris and Dom..." Mom said, and I looked at her with a questioning look. "Iris has already tried to help..." I pointed out, and Mom nodded. "Yeah, but the one behind this is Helios..." Mom said, and I gasped. He was a powerful god, even more potent than Selene. As the god of light, he has always hated darkness, and vampires are creatures of darkness. Could it be that Zane is like a vampire survival? Is he trying to extinguish an entire race?

He’s making sure she will be able to listen this time, no doubt. I look around the room, my stomach turned when I noticed all who were here. There’s more Gods here in one place than I have ever seen before. Starting at the head of the table I see the obvious Zeus. To his left sits Poseidon, next to him is Hestia, next comes Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Apollo, Athena, Hera, Demeter, Artemis, Hermes, and then him… Ares. Our eyes lock and I force my body to stand straight and upright. I will not give him the satisfaction of letting him know that he scares me. He has already taken everything from me. The corner of his mouth turns up. A tactful grin to let me know that things have not changed between

He chuckled, his eyes meeting mine from between my legs before licking his way down to my asšhole, forcing me to yelp. “What are you doing?” I asked with wide eyes while gripping his hair, forcing him off my dripping pūssy. “I’m tasting you, of course.” He replied, lowering his head again. My head fell back against the mirror again while I allowed him to slurp my wetness as if I was his favorite milkshake. “Dio mio.” (Italian for “Oh my God.”) I cried out in pleasure, but he pulled away, smacking my pūssy.