God Of Music Novels & Stories

"The Goddess works through many channels, music being one of the most profound. Perhaps she was preparing you for what would follow." "For meeting you," Allischa completed the thought, her analytical mind connecting these experiences with remarkable clarity. "For encountering someone whose parallel family history offered an alternative to what I've always believed inevitable." The music from the great hall reached a gentle resolution, its final notes hanging in the night air like an unanswered question that no one was quite sure of the answer. "For meeting you," Allischa had said, her amber eyes reflecting the moonlight as she acknowledged the divine orchestration that had brought them toget

Dear God, I am in so much fucking trouble. Big Huge Trouble.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

Chapter 80: Then There Was Nothing --Drake-- “Fuck! Demi no!” What the hell is she doing? There’s no way Demi can fight against this son of a bitch. He’s way stronger than I anticipated. They don’t call him the God of War for no reason. I am dead tired. I’m blaming it on being out of the game for twenty years or so. I can’t let my fatigue stop me. I have to keep pushing. I can’t let anything happen to Demi.

I said to him. “Why were you glowing when you got mad and now you’re not?” DJ asked as he sat down. “DJ, You know that dad is more god than human, and you are a demi-god.” I said. “Yea, are you a demi-god?” He asked.

Replied Max. " Oh really?" Ezekiel asked. " Yeah,I took my girl to the club and asked that song to be dedicated to her. I danced with her and that's how I got myself a wife. That song is my lucky charm." Max explained, laughing. " I quite like you,you are a funny One." Ezekiel said. He rarely gets impressed by people and this Black Man really impressed him tonight.

"I'm not restructuring my ministry because you have some concern you won't explain." "I have some concern," he said, very levelly, "that you're walking around this city like God put a shield on you that makes you immune to the actual physics of Haloshul, and you're going to learn that He didn't in a way that's going to be very permanent." "My faith—"

"Just because you're a multi-billionaire doesn't mean you're a God," " For your information Miss Grey, I am God." " You are no God to me, you worthless son of a--" " Complete the damn question and see what happens Miss Grey.. After all, I am Wesley Cooper. I own the answers to all your wishes in this world." " I gave out a mocking laugh. "That doesn't change the fact that I'm going to break your nose right this moment if you utter another insane word. You chose to mess with wrong girl..." " Is that so?" A smirk was slowly playing across his lips.

Isaac strained his ears to hear, but was unable to pick up more than a few words. This was soon overtaken by the rich tones of another voice, echoing through the broken walls, from above and below. Everywhere and nowhere. "I am the lord of fire who lives on truth, The Lord of Eternity, Maker of Chaos, against whom the otherworldly serpents have not rebelled. I am the God in his shrine, The Lord of Slaughter, who calms the storm. Let darkness fall." The ground roared as steam rose in vast clouds, melting the skin from the faces of the fallen corpses, dissolving their features and bone into nothing.

She sings a hymn of praise to the Lord while David prays. "Father in Heaven, I only like to obey Your Commandments to do good works as a manifestation of my faith in Jesus Christ. I accept this task because You have always responded to my prayers. And I am so happy that You are my God. I am Your work of art; You signed it. I have Your fingerprint on me. Never will there ever be another person like me.” David continues,