God Of Magic Novels & Stories

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

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!

Chapter 57: King Kyro Ares I stepped out of the swirling nothingness of my portal into a forested area. The sound of my foot falls was squishy as I walked across the moss covered ground. It’s a reflection of the wet weather conditions here. There was a rainy mist in the air. Pairing that with the humidity it created a steamy, foggy environment. I have never been here before, but it wasn’t hard for me to locate. I am the God of war after all. This place is hidden from the naked eye. Not many supernatural’s can see what is really here, magic, and lots of it. I smile as paranormal beings flee, running to their homes where they feel safe. They are right to run. If I don’t get my way, I’ll burn t

His powers would have been utterly spent by the time he had used them. The Devil's Three Turns was his single most destructive magic. It allows its user the power to defeat any enemy at the level of the Nascent Soul Realm or even anyone fresh into the levels of the Nirvana Realm. But it was a double-edged blade; he could only use this particular magic only at the gravest of time, otherwise, he would have to risk losing his own life. Similarly, he would also avoid using the Heaven's Talisman technique for fear of being corrupted more and more frequently.

hundred and six gods and goddesses arrived, the witch looked back at them, she left and went to face the gods. " I am Morolake the daughter from the valley of sorcerers, the only place where magics do not work, city of gods and demigods, the only land where gods had ever been defeated, I shall not fall at thy feat, no matter how vast are you in number," I " shall trample upon your grave, here am i, come and face me, and face your death," she directed a great flame of fire towards them, there was a massive shield, that appeared and made a cover for the gods, Itanforiti asked, as they were covered and the fire took over everywhere, making a great hotness, " what shall we do now?" Antinuke sai

But even gods are not immune to envy and strife. The war began as a disagreement, a small rift between the brothers that quickly grew into a storm. The heavens trembled as the Fates clashed, their fury shaking the very foundation of the cosmos. In their rage, they ripped open the veil that separated the mortal world from the realm of demons, a dark and twisted place where nightmares took form and ancient evils lay in wait.

I clutched Harvey's body tightly, my eyes dominated by the beast, the ground trembling, stones rising from the soil, and magical chains emerging around me, forming a huge circle of air that repelled even the presumptuous deity in front of me. “YOU WON'T TAKE HIM FROM ME, ACCURSED GODS!” I shouted furiously. “Hybrid, end the magic; the fate of the world is drawn. Everyone will perish if we alter the structure of destiny!” shouted the god from the other side of the magic chain. “TO HELL WITH THAT!” I roared, displaying my claws. Magic enveloped my entire body in a myriad of vibrant colors. I tilted my head back, staring at the sky, where an infinite symbol stood out, surrounded by flashes of c

No! It was then that my eyes landed in front of me. Standing there on trembling legs was Tor. I could see he was fighting with all of his strength to resist my magic. But at Damion's command, I was compelled to listen and I gripped my fists tighter and brought my magic down onto Tor's strong shoulders. I watched in anguish as my mate, a proud and powerful warrior who bowed to no one, dropped to his knees. Tor looked at me with his pleading silver eyes. "My Luna, please come back to me."

I let out a slow breath and turned to face her. Her expression was blank, but I knew she was watching for something. A flicker of what was underneath. A crack in the surface. I didn’t give it to her. Instead, I smiled, soft and vacant, and let my fingers curl into the hem of my sleeve. “…Okay.” The child returned. And the game began. CONTENT WARNING This book contains dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering to some readers. Please proceed with caution. • Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality)

I sneer, dragging her back to Anastasia and march right back into the fracas of magic. Magical lights of blue, green, purple, yellow, red, gold splash across the sky. It's actually really pretty. It's funny because the black magic coming from the Abyss isn't even half as powerful as ours is. They don't actually know how to use offensive magic. All they are able to do is put up weak shields that crumble moments later. I'd laugh... but now's not the time.