God Of Ice Novels & Stories

"He's your friend? But you don't even know him?" "This..." The group of people looked at each other. Mr. Chai frowned slightly. "But according to the rules of the desert world, he... he is the Ice God of the desert world!" Ice God?

"It doesn't make sense, though. If I didn't need you to be a phoenix, why receive you in the first place?" "You need a king's flame to awaken your phoenix. Fascinating how much knowledge the Moon Goddess knows about our kind. She planned all this from the very beginning. Very clever." Blizzard would be the perfect impersonation of Sherlock Holmes had he had an English hat, a pipe, and a raincoat. "Since I'm a descendant of the first Ice Phoenix king, having my flame gives you an advantage. The stronger the leader, the more power he shares with his subjects. This makes you as strong as my son, if not stronger knowing you share blood with the Moon Goddess Champion. Incredible." His chest swell

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.

It was Stephen's last shift and he was doing wonders cheering me up. I had just finished in a private booth when he waved me over. "Number four please!" He handed me a drink. I looked down and it was vodka. Straight. No ice. My stomach dropped as I walked over, my legs like jelly. As I got closer I saw it was him. At arm's length I put the drink down and turned. "Harper." "No." "Please," I felt him behind me and he grabbed my arm. "Please let me explain, I’m sorry I,”

He ignored the provocation of the deity and kept on concentrating. When the deity realized what he was doing, he attacked him. Even though the deity was approaching, he remained standing and waited for the right time. A few seconds later, the deity reached him with his sharp hand, pointing at him. He didn’t move an inch to dodge and only bowed a little. While he was in that position, he immediately stabbed the sword into the deity’s chest. The tip of the ice sword popped out in the back. Blood flew down from the wound. His attack made the deity stop in surprise. He even pushed down the blade, cutting his torso to the stomach. Before the deity could fight back, he released everything he had g

Blakeney yelled. Oliver slowly opened his eyes and flinched as he saw his body engulfed in blue flames. He stared at his hands as if seeing them for the first time. The god within James took over again. “Use all of your anger, descendant of Hephaestus!” Authority dripped from every word. “Focus all of your being on your hands and force the fire to obey your will!” Oliver closed his eyes and breathed deeply, jaw clenched in concentration. The flame-covered hands began to tremble with exertion, but slowly the fire licked up from his feet, his legs, his stomach, and fused purposely on his chest and arms.

His fangs dripped with an otherworldly venom, and his claws, capable of rending the earth itself, twitched with an insatiable bloodlust. Across from him stood Alex, the revered clan leader of Gaia, a beacon of hope and resilience amidst the chaos of the impending apocalypse. Her aura shimmered with the iridescent light of The god of crystal, the eight-tailed supreme god, a being of immeasurable power and benevolence. Her eyes, like pools of molten crystal, reflected the unwavering determination of a protector, ready to sacrifice everything to safeguard his people and the world they held dear.

Principal said leisurely. Flare-Eater…? It’s like a group of burning molten liquid that’s moving. Judging from its name, it could be a type of creature that consumes fire. “Forsjá, your ice magic…!” “Komdu skjótt, land eilífs íss!” (Come quickly, land of eternal ice!) PSSH…! S-She extinguished the fire and froze the entire giant cave…!? With the flames extinguished, the Flare-Eater now looks like a purple-like substance— like a purple slime.

Selene, the Moon goddess, and Ryujin, the God of dragons, glared at each other, both believing they were right and the other was wrong. And then a third voice popped up, " I say we should bind her to no creature, give her some of my blood, I am Khione, daughter of Boreas and Goddess of Ice and Snow, with my blood she will stand strong like an ice statue, cold and untouchable, and men will fear her." Try as they might, the other Gods could not decide who was right for Villanelle, so in the end, they chose all three. Creating a wolf with the strength of a hundred wolves, fur as white as snow, and breath colder than ice.

Enosos ran at me and just as he was about to come into contact I tore the small cristal straight out of my arm. The weapon I had pressed into my very body to use at the right time against the very creature that now stood in front of me. The god stopped in his tracks. Eyes widening. "As god made man powerful, with this crystal I make the god powerless," I spoke clearly and let my voice boom over the room. I could sense almost immediately how his powers demised and I did not wait to act.