God Of Music Novels & Stories

Subduing her passionate love every time she remembered that it was God who gave her that love. "Speaking of God, you included it in the lyrics you wrote. Do you feel calm after writing that?" Atla asked. Elena glanced at the implied words that did discuss how God held her heart and she could only surrender to the scenario He made. "I was reminded of your cousin who Freya said was a DJ. How can I write about God but with that kind of music?" she asked with a grimace on her face. Atla shook his hand. "Lars is flexible. He doesn't just make upbeat, aggressive music. Sometimes he makes songs with violin accompaniment or just guitar and piano. Nowadays, a musician can make music however he wants,

All my life, I had begged the heavens, begged for a name, begged for a home. Only now did I understand. A true home is the self. From this day on, whatever struggles may come my way, I stand firmly on my own two feet.

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

According to Meny's character, he would realize the wish whether the music was good or not. But he never thought that when he heard half of the song, the whole person stood still and the mobile phone he was holding in his right hand continued to shake without his knowledge. Meny's mood was indescribable, and the feeling was expressed in the melody. As a gifted musician, he can understand the uniqueness of this melody better than anyone else. It can only be described by the word Divine Comedy.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

Painting the darkness into the hottest fame of blue, he smiles as a symphony echoes and slowly comes into a louder tone as he is about to reach the end room. With the storm, thunder, and heavy rain that muffles the sound from outside, yet is engulfing the very empty mansion from the inside. The world alternate and painted into the symphony and music that the God Aries brings, he blended as he is recognized within that place and among the people respected, idolize and the highest royalty that this world and very alternate one measures through one’s ability of voice and very talent in music. He smiles as he finally reaches the end door and whispering. “May I?”

Persephone shook her head, “You have been weakened, and they will easily destroy your defences. I will stay and aid you as you have.” Elika laughed, knowing that the goddess was correct, but that she could allow her to make such a sacrifice. “I am sure that you will find a way to thank me in the future.” “Wait...” The goddess argued; her words slipping into the folds of time as the young immortal pulled apart the atoms of her body, sending them from the realm in pieces.

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

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.

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on. I'm a descendant of a god, right? so, I don't have to keep my promise to the demon!" ***