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“Me? You want my name?” Goldie nods eagerly. “Well, I’m Leonardo Balthazar.” Goldie nods slower. “And how the Hell do you not know your own name? Amnesia? “ Leonardo asks, only to receive a shrug as a response from the other. He huffs and turns away. It became clear to him that Goldie only knows a few words, and is possibly suffering from memory loss. A proper conversation between them wouldn’t last long.

"Good evening ladies and gentle men, gods and goddess." The oracle of life suddenly faded into existence at the alter, slowly shaping in self into a white feminine figure. "We are all gathered here today to celebrate a remarkable upcoming, the upcoming of a new being into the immortal realm. Many of you know that by now, that this being belongs to one of our deities, Aubrey." The oracle smoothly motions her hand, as though moving gracefully in water as she points towards Aubrey who stood up and placed his wine glass down to the table.

It was excitement. They had been married for years without Silvia ever getting pregnant, and when they went in for tests, the doctor told them the problem was him. His sperm activity was extremely low. It was severe enough that natural conception was almost impossible. It was the deepest source of his insecurity, something he had never told anyone, not even Silvia or his own mother. Instead, he had watched Silvia drink those herbs and take those supplements again and again, using her suffering to hide his own flaws.

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

“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.”

said the black devil wing cloak with a mocking smile about the powerful gods of the god realm. Their nature never changes, even if they have lived for hundreds of millions of years. And they are also the most selfish gods in the realm of gods, even though they themselves cannot possibly defeat their group, but the group's confidence makes the group of gods of destruction laugh. If there were no such figure in the war, what would become of those who only rely on strength that cannot compete one-on-one with their gods? Therefore, they can take advantage of the opportunity presented by the gods to heal themselves until now. "Their stupidity does not mean opportunity, they may also be aware of o

"Bonus Chapter 5' As warm as the sun, as silly as fun As cool as a tree, as scary as the sea As hot as fire, cold as ice - The Beast 2.0 ******** 14 years old Divyansh put his result card inside the bag. A warm smile was dancing on his lips not because he topped this year in their class because it became boring for him as he tops every year. But in the next half their inter – school football championship under 15 will start. And remember he is not a champion but a pro like this father. Football is his favourite game, also playing football is his hobby. And from the age 10 he is the champion in inter – school football matches.

“Well, enough of an old god’s speech. I just wanted you to know that I understand you and empathize with you more than you realize, James.” He had been looking into the god’s eyes throughout the entire confession. James could see the pain and sadness that was contained within. It was as if the weight of the world was continually on the god’s shoulders. Sometimes he kind of felt as if that same thing was happening to him, at least ever since he had found out about the Prophecy. “I understand,” he said before chuckling. “You know, never in a million years did I ever think I would be actually having a conversation with Zeus, the King of the gods. What a year this has been so far.”

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..."

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!