God Of Illusions Novels & Stories

she added, her voice a whisper. Henry wanted to gently push the lady. However, his body won't cooperate as he is hypnotized by her tantalizing eyes. In the quietude of the room, amidst shadows that danced like whispers, he stood enraptured, caught in the gravitational pull of her gaze. Her eyes, twin pools of obsidian, held him captive like a moth drawn to a flame. In those depths, he saw galaxies swirling, mysteries unfolding—a cosmos that defied the laws of reason.

A nod of acknowledgment towards his two comrades and the plan was known and confirmed; words weren’t necessary. Blakeney stayed in the center as he and Oliver stalked slowly sideways. So far, so good. The heads moved to follow each of them in turn. Now, they only had to deal with one horrible nightmare apiece. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and breathed deeply. With his exhalation, he let go of his humanity. He locked up all thoughts of love and death, allowing the divinity within to have free reign. The god inside of him readily took over. “Spawn of Hades!” James bellowed with supreme authority. Even Blakeney glanced sideways in awe. “You do not belong here in this realm. In the name

A skeletal tree, fossilized for generations, suddenly bloomed. Its black flowers opened. And screamed. In the Pale Court, mirrors burst into ash. Prophets clawed at their throats, gagging on their own tongues as visions overtook them. In the Hollow Vale, the soil began to pulse. With heat. With sorrow. With something worse than vengeance, Expectation. A shape rose. Not bone. Not man. A god made of hunger, grief, and the dust of old queens’ promises. The God Below did not rise for crowns.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

“Are you sure that you don’t want to rethink that statement? You don’t have access to your godly magic to smite me with. Plus, Queen Imeela altered the components to an energy cage, like the one you kept the Goddess Hecate prisoner in, and made it so that you can’t leave this room except for one way. It’s with your death. Then you’ll be reborn into a prison cell that’s got your name on it up in the Godly Realm. You should’ve really laid off being such a fucking douche that even your fellow Gods want to do away with.” He did not believe me though because he attempted to pop away or whatever Gods did. It was amusing when his body bounced off the invisible barrier and hit the ground with a loud

Justin could swear that his cock twitched in anticipation. It wasn't helping that after she pulled him to herself,his cock positioned itself on her entrance and he could feel her warmth through the fabric. Gosh! This was getting out of hand. His emotionless Goddess just turned to a lethal seductress and he was helpless when it came to her.

"I heard your brother is quite the fighter, but I wonder if you're just as impressive in bed." Piper paled and clenched her fists tightly. … In the hall, Henry flung a folder in her face, right in front of everyone. It contained a fabricated report accusing Apex Draconic Technologies of technical fraud. "Apex Draconic Technologies is a scam! Their technology was stolen from someone else!" The room erupted into whispers as people began to question our capabilities. Piper picked up the report, and her voice trembled as she snapped back, "This is slander, Henry! Our technology is 100% legitimate!"

I roll my eyes, “Don’t insult my intelligence. I was nearly struck down by lightning by someone who cursed you and because they hate you, want me dead. It’s simple deduction. Jartre is the only God with the power to shatter worlds and harness the power of lightning. A God who can rip a hole through the very fabric of existence, which is why he’s called the God of Gods.” “Could have been a raitruum who attacked,” he says feebly, his words sending an unpleasant zap through my spine. I scoff, “You don’t even believe that. Besides, I’m friends with the raitruum and they wouldn’t do that. Are you really going to tell me I’m wrong? All this time I was thinking a makkari was doing this. I even thou

No matter how much money we offered, his children didn't want their father to strain himself treating patients during his golden years. I knelt before Vincent and his son, begging desperately, until Vincent finally agreed to teach me his acupuncture techniques so I could continue treating Colleen myself. I practiced relentlessly on acupuncture training models. Since I still wasn't confident, I started practicing on my own body. When Colleen saw my legs covered in needle marks, her eyes turned red. She had said, "Lucius, I swear I'll never let you hurt yourself again." That was only six months ago. Yet, after she stood up and became the golden girl again, standing at the center of everyone's

Why wasn't he killing me then? "Still, I can't believe that the power went to someone like you." He brought a finger to his lips and watched amusingly. "I mean, I did everything possible. I thought it could come out somewhere close to me but it went too far. And now that I'm close, it's not fully developed. The irony of everything." He glanced at his watch. "It's like the Goddess is playing games with me." He straightened his suit. "I have real big plans for you. Everyone has high expectations, I just hope you are up to hand for it. I hope you aren't a disappointment and that your development is positive."