God Hates You Book Novels & Stories

she said as she held out a glowing ball in her hand, and pointed it at him. “You are still the same, the goddess granted you another life but you’re still as useless as you were before, you’re still the same cold, heartless and wicked. You have a beautiful maiden and child at home but yet you choose to let strange people warm your bed. You are a disgusting man Rabbi, you are a disgrace unto humanity, you are wicked, and you have a talent for hurting those who choose to love you. You ruined me, I am ruined forever because of you Rabbi, you don’t deserve to be a human being; the goddess should have brought you back to this world as an animal, that is the kind of life that suits you; but since

“If he was the pup of an Alpha, him crying is one of the greatest ways he could disgrace his family and even, clan.” “That's… crazy,” Chloe said as they climbed up the final steps of the stairs. “So you're expected to be emotionless?” Harold was silent for a few seconds as he took in the floor they were on. It was very much like the one they had come from but had less students walking around and was more serene. It seemed to have more paints of white but on closer inspection, Harold realised it looked that way because there were less students. “No, not emotionless,” he answered. “If they wanted us to be that way, it'll be wickedness. Besides, the more angry one can become, the stronger physi

I took my book and I lit my index finger with fire and tried burning the book. "They got us there". Zale said and sighed getting his own book and tried to toss it in the ocean. I stopped my fire and stopped him. "Well, as we are back to square one, let's just try to gather information from the northern part," I said and smiled at him. I put my book inside my bag again. It was pointless anyway, to burn the book. It is the book of origin, a book written by the Gods, it is protected from being harmed by anything, by anyone.

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.

God he is so annoying. *********

Leon asked,not able to relate what the hell was wrong with the Man. Gabriel felt like a bucket of cold water was just poured on his body on a chilly morning. Prepare a bath? Prepare clothes? Dry her hair? Wouldn't that be intimate and a good way to show his love for her? How could he not think about that? Here he was, getting angry at the boys for intervening in his tasks yet he couldn't perform the most basic ones. He lowered his eyes in shame,not daring to look up and see the mocking looks from the boys. They were the epitome of mockery,he wouldn't be spared especially after failing to please the woman he loves.

"Dear God, I don't know if you have been warned, but your name is in several quotes in this book. We, the crazy humans, write, and all the people you made in your image continue to believe that this garbage is real "he recited in a melancholic and soft tone, looking down, focused on the fingers that played the guitar. "Well, I know that nothing in the holy book is true, and so are you, dear God. So, I must say, I don't believe in you, God.”

“What did I tell you girl?” Elika turned to glance up at the lord of hell, her eyes widening slightly as she gazed into his lifeless white eyes; instantly seeing that she had angered him greatly. “I vomited again sir.” “I do not care, hurry up and get cleaned up. Hades needs to check your vitals.” Darkous growled barbarically, violently tilting his head to the side; causing an ear piercing crack to echo throughout the bathroom.

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

I shout out to the god in my head and it just laughs out loud. “You wanted power. I gave you power!” The god says. Everyone is dead. there’s no one left. All the magic, all the witches. all of them are gone. The deity sucked the very magic and life out of them. All in minutes, “This is not what I wanted!” I say with a shriek. “Yes it is. What did you think would happen? I am the deity of greed. I am always hungry. I constantly need to devour. You wanted power and now you have the power of all the witches you just killed.” The deity taunts me.