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Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

“Any oath, I will take.” The Image let out a sigh. “Very well then.” Immediately the chains came off and The Figure sat upright with the his remaining strength to have a better look at the abductor. The Image produced a book with a brown tattered cover and placed it before The Figure and he placed his hand on it. “Say after me: ‘I,” The Image began. “I.” The Figure replied. “Your name.” The figure said his name. “Will serve god with all my heart and might, that I will follow god, and do his biddings. I will kill for god, I will live for god.”

I whispered, pressing my thumb against the screen to play the audio file. Static hissed through the small speaker, crackling aggressively for three agonizing seconds. Then, a voice broke through the white noise—breathing heavily, rushed, and trembling with sheer, unadulterated terror. *“...Elvina... you have to listen to me... Felix isn't just looking through old records... he’s planning a second... he made a deal with... they’re coming for...”* The audio sputtered violently, the sound abruptly distorting into a high-pitched, tearing screech before cutting off entirely into absolute, deafening dead silence.

Sawyer adjusted his pace, giving her quick and ruthless finger fcking, he was quirking his digits hitting something inside her. She screamed in pleasure, the kind of scream she never heard from herself. Somehow lewd, primitive, and satisfying. She has several people in her head with incredible sensation. She does not care if her friends was hearing her now. It is important that she he is the one who is doing the same person. "God heaven above, you have the sweetest juice," he said while still licking her femininity. "Ohhhh." She was moaning as fast as his finger was extremely focused on her femininity. "Uhhhmmmm. Ahhhhh ... God, that's so good. Keep doing that."

Who the fuck is this bastard. ‘Who is this jackass Duron?’ I link him and hope he has a clear enough head to respond as he can see the damage he is causing. ‘Fenrir son of Loki the god of mischief.’ Duron links back, growling. Great this asshole comes from the gods. Cyrus

I smiled as we got into action. With a smile we plunge into action, our fangs and claws are our weapons. And before minutes, the army was torn apart before they could even raise their weapons. Their dying screams were music to my ears, and swiftly it turned silent. We were a force of the goddess incarnate, we are unstoppable. "Glorious!" Fury comments, his anger revealing utter destruction. "Let their blood soak the streets, a proof to their price of defiance!" The humans received what they call upon themselves!

Spineless jellyfish bending to the will of their own, selfish desires. “Have any of you been able to commune with your gods?” Johnathan asks. “I have,” Patrick says without missing a beat. “Are you sure he can hear you?” Hakon asks. “Does he ever answer your back?” “Of course He doesn’t,” Aurora pipes up, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “His God never speaks to him.” “Not in words, but he enlightens me, grants me wisdom, and shows me the way.” “That’s such horseshit-”

“He doesn't do this? Doesn't eat this pretty pussy until you're screaming?” “No,” she gasped. Her fingers clawed at the cushions, hips grinding back for more. “Never. Oh God, Ethan, don't stop. Your tongue... it's so fucking good.” I plunged two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that spongy spot deep within, pumping in time with my mouth's assault on her clit. She clenched around me, hot and velvet-tight, her walls fluttering as I added a third finger, stretching her. Juices coated my hand, dripping down my wrist, and I drank her greedily, humming against her folds until she shattered. Her orgasm ripped through her like a storm, and her thighs were trembling, a gush of wetness flooding

​And then, I hear it. ​It starts low, a vibration that travels through the bedrock of the Iron Fang mountains and straight up into the soles of my boots. It rises in pitch and volume until it becomes a catastrophic, world-ending roar. It is a sound of pure, unadulterated Alpha dominance. It is a promise of absolute, merciless violence. ​Kai. My head snaps up. My eyes fly wide open.

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!