God Of Malice Audiobook Novels & Stories

“…Then what was the other meaning?” “The opposite of ‘Satan’— instead of opposing the God of Creation… You— will become the guiding light under the God of Creation’s fate. If it’s you, brat— I’m sure there’s one day you would unite the world under his guidance. Not even something like the Celestial gods and apostles could stop you from doing so.”

The atmosphere crackled with dark energy, threatening to consume us. Suddenly, a voice pierced the stillness, resonating through the halls like a haunting melody. "So, you have come to challenge me, little lambs. How admirable." The voice belonged to Malachi Ravenswood, his presence materializing before us like a specter. He stood tall, his features twisted by a blend of malice and triumph. Gabriel squared his shoulders, his voice firm. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Ravenswood. We won't let you unleash the primordial force upon this world."

8th universe the universe of my younger brother Alpha, and he doesn't know I'm here and about me, I was sucked by a strange black hole while I was destroying a planet and I can't stop the black hole after a thousand years of sleep I woke up at a body of a boy, and I was wearing strange clothes and then I notice something that my powers, were gone only 1 of my fragments, was left I have One hundred of them if all is complete I'll be a god again and for me, I am the god of zeronity Tasoshi saya from universe 3 nice to meet you, my wife. What, so you're a real god! I can't believe that my husband is a god! Ok now let us stop the chitchat we still have dual exam training to do and Merlin just a

Then she whispers, her voice barely audible, "A... God?" I force myself to look away from Rowena for a moment, meeting Diana's horrified gaze. "Not just any god, Diana. Malicar is... pure evil incarnate. He's been imprisoned in the dark realm since the dawn of creation itself." My voice grows heavier with each word. "Every dark emotion, every evil thought that has ever existed in this world—they all feed him. They make him stronger." Diana's face pales further. "How powerful could he possibly be?"

"Everything has a cost. Every god has a book. We have taken into account how strong you are -" "Then take this into account " Malachi said quietly. He did not attack the Auditor. Instead he reached out with his hand and the black symbols on his skin came alive shooting into the white gold book. He was not trying to tear the book. He was using our connection to fill in the blank spaces. The numbers on the Auditors coat stopped moving. The text started to spin the math going crazy as Malachi poured our whole history into the Banks computer. Every drop of blood we spilled every breath we took. He wrote it all down as one expense.

We shall see… The End Alpha of Gods is the final book in the Harmony Moon Series. Let me know your thoughts. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed reading about Gabriel, Harper, Willow, Brax, Drake, Ryder, and Demi as much as I have enjoyed writing their stories. Please let me know which was your favorite story in the series. There may also be a spin off of Drakes story. I believe he deserves happiness, don’t you?

He had planned everything from the start! Hatred for them all bubbled up inside me, growing stronger by the second. If I had a knife now, I would have rushed out at them and stabbed them all a hundred times over. I was so mad that my chest began to heave. However, their disgusting voices just kept going. "But Janice is such a pretty woman. Don't you feel bad for her?" Drake asked. I never thought that Gary would be able to speak even more vile words than Drake. "Well, the world is full of pretty women. It's not like I have to die on this hill of hers.

“And I listened. I simply chose differently.” The second god—taller, colder—spoke next. “You are a mistake. A tear in the divine order. Your blood was never meant to exist.” “Then maybe,” Darius growled, stepping beside Ava, “it’s the order that’s broken.” The gods’ eyes flashed. “You dare speak in defiance?” Marcus raised his hand, magic glowing at his fingertips. “You expected us to kneel. Instead, we prepared.” The third god hovered higher, his voice like thunder over a sea.

“Glad that you've stamped my name in your malicious heart and given it your associated meaning. You must have felt indispensable after Leo reached out to you, inviting you to resume duty. How cool.” “Yes, Ross. I'm back to work again, back to the likes of you who seek nothing except to bring down an innocent young man, all because he wouldn't succumb to your desire and wish of financially wrecking this enterprise, the same one that has been fair to him over the years.” We were already exchanging words and I hated it already! “This time, tread carefully, because you're now living in the enemy’s territory! I don't want you or anyone of your minions in the way of my plans, let that sink into yo

Chapter three The name hung in the air like a poison. Azrael. Sarai had heard many names since entering Malik’s world—gods, demons, fallen kings, forbidden spirits—but none of them made Malik’s voice sound like this. Tight. Heavy. Hunted. “Malik,” she whispered, gripping the fabric of his shirt, “who is Azrael?” He didn’t answer. Not at first. His eyes were locked on the collapsed tunnel ahead, every muscle in his body coiling like a wolf scenting the hunter that once brought him to his knees.