God Of Fury Audiobook Novels & Stories

"I will do it. But you better keep your promise." "Thank you. You won't regret it, I promise." She beamed and pulled me in for a tight hug, but our moment was abruptly interrupted by a deep, commanding voice. We both turned to see Alpha George, the soon-to-be alpha of the Darkfire Pack, one of the most feared alphas in all the lands and also known as the God of War, standing there with an intense gaze. I couldn't help but feel captivated by his presence, my breath catching in my throat.

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

“It seems that we have underestimated you. No wonder Young Master Bauer and Miss Thompson lost to you. But so what?” Jupiter took a deep breath. The disdain in his eyes vanished and he glared coldly at Harvey. “It doesn’t matter if you’re the top of the King of Arms. Since you’ve met me, you’re dead!” “Because not long ago, I reached the level of God of War myself! Hahaha!” Harvey cut in noncommittally, “Isn’t that amazing?” “Also… You’re Hector Thompson’s dog, aren’t you?” “Before he ordered you to come here, didn’t he tell you that the God of War is nothing special to me?”

The impersonating shit God is walking at him slowly. "FooOooood.....FooOooood.." This mindless Luis Park yelled for food! His voice was too hoarse and deep! "Eek?!" God was pissed off! Glowing purple eyes! Walked like a zombie! Smelly and Powerful! "No!" "THE SHIT GOD!" God yelled. The Animal God falls to his knees and started to kowtow. He is scared to die! death "Boss Shit... I don't know it was you, Boss. Please let this nobody spare his life."

“Boom!” The violent jolt blacked out my vision for a moment, my organs feeling as if they’d shifted inside me. Yet through the dust, a surge of grim satisfaction coursed through me when I saw their terrified faces. Just as I steadied the car and prepared for the next strike, a deafening roar filled the air. The massive sound of a helicopter drew near, and through the loudspeakers above came the team manager’s voice. “Found them! Fire brigade! Put out the fire!”

“Now leave, you're trespassing.” “I am the granddaughter of Lord Casper.” She loudly breathed. “Please, just tell her that.” He turned to her with scoff. “Please don't tell me you're mentally disturbed.” He removed his walkie talkie and spoke into it. “We have a mad woman at the left gate. Units needed.” Keondra took a step back. “Just wait, I called for help. I promise they won't hurt you.” He stepped closer but she stepped away. “I am not insane! My parents were Lord Ludwig and his wife Niylah, the elf warrior.” She cried. “Please.”

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

It shattered against an unseen barrier and snapped back into him. He fell to one knee, breathing hard, blood trailing down his chin. “It… it won’t…” His voice cracked with disbelief and anger. “I can’t hurt you.Damn it Isis” he cursed Ivana felt her heart hammering. “Why?” she whispered. “Why are you trying to kill me?” He slowly lifted his head. A mocking smile curled his lips. “Congratulations,” he said coldly. “You are the bride of a god.”

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!

The moon above him blurred into a silver smear as his eyes began to glow faintly, light bleeding into the edges of his vision. His head fell back. He could feel his jaw aching, stretching, reshaping beneath the skin. His teeth ground together until they began to splinter, then sharpen, pushing forward. He wanted to vomit. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run. Something deep within his mind stirred. A voice—not human, not entirely. Something older. Louder. Finally. The word pulsed through him, not in his ears but in his blood. He groaned, clutching his chest, gasping for air as his spine rippled under the skin. Vertebrae popped, one after another, realigning. His shoulders broadened, muscles