God Of Manipulation Novels & Stories

He smirked and said, "Everyone liked him," "Everyone should be, he is the best among all the angels. With all his power, he humbled himself and never hurt any human willingly." I admire Yaahadana as I respect him the most. "What about Dev? He tried to control his blood-sucker spirit," he wanted to know my view for each of them. "To be honest, he looks like a manipulator to me," I answered. "Manipulation, What you know about manipulation?" He opened a new chapter with his expression.

As we lay there, I decided to present my plan to him and see what he thought about bringing down the gods. “I have a plan. What if we were able to get a sample of each of the main twelve gods, DNA, and create a pure god to overpower the rest. We could manipulate it to be a girl so we could get offspring from her and basically control everything.” I tell him. He lays there for a bit before turning to me and giving me a kiss. I am pretty sure that means he likes my idea. When he pulls away, he has a huge smile on his handsome face.

However, he failed in the fulfillment of his obligation. "It's our mistake, master. Try not to make your hands grimy for that knave's blood. We are extremely sorry for the deeds." Sen followed to say. "Kindly rebuff us, master." Somebody had given his lord a solid portion of aprohdisiac (sexual enhancer). On the off chance that his master was not all around trained to control his body and want, yesterday was the last day of their lord's life. Yet, he was alive, his foe should regret not shooting him to death. After all, he was known as a walking Demise God in this world. Every person who saw him was not alive in this world. However, it was so neglectful and undutiful to them not to notice th

“Yes, and if I was not a high breed I would have been trapped in it. I feel like he has done it to more people. I remember that after the day I brought Andy back, she started acting strange. Saying she loved him and we all know Andy couldn’t have feelings for anyone just like that and even if she wanted to, it wouldn't be that sudden.” Lucas said, reminding everyone. “This shit is deep, how do we combat it? Do the books not say anything about that type of sorcery.” Liam asked, a bit of frustration in his voice. I flipped my book to a page I felt could be helpful here. I showed it to them… “It says here that a good sorcerer can use the art of a puppeteer on persons of inferior strength or peo

“…of your daughter, Alexandria Charles Montague Collins, to Edward Bryce Carmichael Spencer.” “Qualifies?” “Basically it’s saying that any manipulation by any of the interested parties alters the provisions.” “If someone involved in this agreement does anything to persuade the outcome—” I tried to paraphrase. “Sorry, ma’am, it specifically states that if anyone does anything to dissuade, to interfere with the natural progression of, or to stop the planned arrangement, then that person null and voids his or her assets or any claim to said assets.” "What about this?" I asked as I pointed.

Becoming an apostle of a god is a heavy responsibility. “Don’t do it, Ruth...” I say, panting. “Oh, shut it,” the newcomer god says. “A god coming down on his own is not an everyday occurrence, don’t you think? Be opportunistic.” Ruth takes a deep breath and looks at the god standing before her. “I accept your offer,” she says, her voice unwavering. The god nods. “Very well.” He steps forward and places his hand on each side of Ruth’s face. A bright light emanates from the god’s hand and envelops her. Ruth freezes as if she is seeing visions of opposing ideals in her head. When it’s done, her aura changes.

"Did you forget the number of times you both tried to meddle with my business?" "Meddling with your business is our business." Sheia stepped forward. Her arrogance was becoming too much to bear. The goddess took pride in her beauty and the malicious power that kept growing. As the evil intentions of the earth grew, her powers knew no bounds. But that wasn't the way the universe worked. There must be a balance between good and evil. However, the sibling's thirst and greed threatened their very existence. "And meddling with yours is mine." Gaia met her head-on.

Alone with Zacian. I'm the only friend your father has left. The lie was so blatant, so audacious, it was almost impressive. He was a master manipulator, a puppeteer pulling strings I hadn't even known existed. I wasn’t born yesterday. I saw the signs. I knew manipulation when it breathed the same air as me. He wasn't just holding my body captive. He was trying to capture my mind, to make me doubt my own father, to make me see him as my only salvation.

"From the mountain shamans of Keth'morah. They use it to reshape consciousness. To burn away troublesome emotions. You'll wake tomorrow with your conscience clean as fresh snow." Horror cut through the pharmaceutical fog like a blade through silk. The chamber breathed around him. Walls expanded and contracted like the ribs of some vast, dying beast. The drug—whatever hellish compound she'd chosen—rewrote his nervous system with each passing second. His body became a foreign country. His muscles responded with the sluggish obedience of a broken marionette. "I'm going to perfect you." Her hand cupped his face with terrible gentleness. "The kingdom needs a ruler who can order massacres at break

“Your attempts at self-rehabilitation are futile against your species’ long history. You have all run rampant for too long and are far beyond reclamation and redemption. More than that, you few cannot possibly hope to change the rest. “No, the only recourse is to dissolve your instruction sets and redistribute them back into the system. There, you will all be remade as required. All we can hope for is the removal of your corrupt natures once you re-emerge.” Godeater’s presence then grew significantly. It was as though it activated its own versions of Ascendant Form and Machine Trance, whose energies were so powerful that Freya and Raijin were completely overwhelmed by it all. Despite everyth