God Novels & Stories

The sky split open as Merek’s forces surrounded the stronghold. Not an army—no. That would be too easy. He brought the marked—wolves twisted by forbidden magic, eyes glowing black, bodies enhanced by shadowcraft. Not alive. Not quite dead. And he stood at their head, wearing black armor, Luna’s blood-stained dagger sheathed across his chest like a trophy. Kael stood at the gate, sword drawn, fury barely held in check. “You came to die?” he called out.

- a hoarse voice says behind me. When I turned around, I saw a huge gray and black wolf that seemed to glow. His eyes were stark white as if he were blind, but he looked me in the eye intently. - Who are you? Where am I? - I asked him. - I have many names, but you can call me Vánagandr. Before the Moon Goddess created the Werewolves, she created the Lycons, and before the Lycans there were only wolves. I am the father of all wolves. As for why you're here, you are between life and death in the great garden that will take you back to life or to the realm of the dead.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

he asked with a pout. "First, you are a Man, not a boy Ace, second you act like a baby all the time, I don't think you can act like a big boy," I said quietly. but all he did was smirk at me before looking away. "here is your food sir," Gabby said. turning my head to the side, I looked at her with a smile before saying. "thank you so much, Gabby." she smiled at me, then nodded her head slowly, giving Ace a quick glare.