God Of Music Novels & Stories

"My parents taught me the essentials of telling the truth and I guess I honour their teaching by keeping to it. It reminds me of them and overtime it became one with me so it's both. I can't lie and I won't lie." I blink at him, once then twice, not knowing what to say next. "Do you... have a territory or something. Like a place you take care of?" When I ask this question, I expect him to tense up but he is at ease and so relaxed that I am tempted to watch his every movement. "In a way, yeah. I guess you could say that I am the god of the Fae Folks." My eyes widen and the cutleries in my hands drop back on the table. "You- you're the god of what?"

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.

Nirvana froze in her spot, looking at Moses's eyes with a questioning gaze. “Brava!” A singsong voice cheered. “What an incredible performance!” By the time they both raised their heads, he was there… “Yes. I was here all along” Nirvana was the first to recognize him. “G..Gwi?” “Gwi?” Moses was shocked. Nirvana shook her head. “I mean, Alpha Keiran?”

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!" ***

Then, he played D Major, and the music sounded like pouring rain. The music was abundant with highs and lows. The sound of the seven scales spread out as if it was peeling off the veils of his Destiny, one piece after another. In a short while, hundreds of birds had gathered here. Some of them were hovering, while some stood on his shoulder and squeaked with the rhythms.

As for the rest of my punches, they landed on areas that wouldn't be easily found. After all, he was the chairman of Kingsley Group. Hence, it might lead to a series of troublesome events if I left too many bruises on his face. Half an hour later, my parents-in-law and Oliver were all easily subdued by me and sat on the sofa listening to my lecture. "Maybe you all haven't heard that I was born with superhuman strength. So, don't try to rebel against me. I am stronger than you think. Men are not the symbol of strength. I am.

The early morning air still clung to everything, cool and fresh, as sunlight slowly crept across the streets. As we drove, he played music, songs that sounded more like something men would enjoy. Deep voices, slow beats. It wasn’t really my taste, but I didn’t mind. It felt like him. I wanted to bring up Anne. The thought had been sitting at the back of my mind since last night, quietly bothering me. But I held it in. I didn’t want to ruin the lightness between us. “Do you like listening to music?” I asked instead, glancing at him.

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.