God Of Poison Novels & Stories

Chapter 57: King Kyro Ares I stepped out of the swirling nothingness of my portal into a forested area. The sound of my foot falls was squishy as I walked across the moss covered ground. It’s a reflection of the wet weather conditions here. There was a rainy mist in the air. Pairing that with the humidity it created a steamy, foggy environment. I have never been here before, but it wasn’t hard for me to locate. I am the God of war after all. This place is hidden from the naked eye. Not many supernatural’s can see what is really here, magic, and lots of it. I smile as paranormal beings flee, running to their homes where they feel safe. They are right to run. If I don’t get my way, I’ll burn t

The goddess went to the Storm and she asked for help, the Storm would not rise against the beloved, she went to the dust and he also turned her down, many gods she consulted refused to hurt the daughter of man, she was tired, and all she could do now was either to go back to sleep, or entered into her almost lifeless body of Morolake, this process was called godmage, she will use the leftover of her daughter anger and pain against the earth, but there was a problem, if the earth conquer Atinuke this time, it shall not only be the end of Morolake, even the goddess will be destroyed too, so if the Union must be done, this possession must be achieved before the first, cock crow, she instantly e

The other gentleman stood up and approached the jury. “Ladies and gents. The prosecution makes a compelling argument don’t they?” He paused touching the jury bench. “Ha! I don’t think so. Yes, I agree and the defendants also do, that they have KGB affiliation. However, both men have stable good jobs in the Russian embassy. Last time I checked that wasn’t a crime. The victim himself declared that he believed it was not the two defendants who poisoned him. They took him in, knowing what he was going through and were friends for a long time before this incident. What the prosecution fails to mention is that traces of the specific poison was found in the embassy but nowhere near, on a different

She had poisoned Kade’s wine to frame me, to tear us apart again, to make them believe I had betrayed them. The golden light inside me roared awake fully. It was no longer gentle or defensive. It was ancient, overwhelming, and completely alive. The God of Dominion surged through every part of me, filling me with power I had never known. I moved without thinking, lunging forward across the table and knocking the cup from Kade’s hand before the poison could touch his lips. The glass shattered against the table, red wine spilling like blood across the white cloth. Time snapped back into motion with a deafening rush of sound and chaos.

Therefore, now that the Dragon Corps got wind of one of the criminals' whereabouts, he would have to find a way to defeat him if possible! Before he could do that, however, he first had to understand his opponents' background and the extent of his powers! "Sir, Poisonwielder has already attained the Initial Almighty State. Although he's the last among the Eight Criminals, he's far more powerful than Asmodeus, who is the seventh on the list. Not only that, he's known to be far more malicious and a bigger pain in the butt than Asmodeus was," Oliver replied truthfully.

On the night of their fourth wedding anniversary, Raymond Whitmore stood on a Boston stage and unveiled a perfume called Eternal Claire, dedicating it to the woman he swore he would love until his last breath. The world called it the most romantic gesture of the year. Claire called it a cage with a golden lid. Because thirty minutes later, a stranger sent her a video of that same perfume being poured over another woman's naked chest, in a suite two floors below the ballroom, by her husband's very hands. For four years, Claire had traded her PhD, her name, and her silence for a marriage the tabloids envied. In return, she got a mother-in-law who called her barren, a husband who called h

More importantly, the person who provided the poison said that unless God came down to earth, there was no cure for this poison! What the hell was going on here? Was Alex Cohen a god?

Violet snatched her hand away and turned to leave, “You don't have a heart, Violet. If you gather energy that isn't yours, it'll suck your soul away.” Violet stopped in her steps and scoffed, “How dare you?! I'm Xenia, the god that grants freedom.” “That's where you're mistaken.” Poison muttered, “You're a deity. You haven't ascended to your true form of god.” “How would you know that?” “I'm a god.” Poison closed his eyes and Violet felt light-headed. She looked at Poison and her eyes widened when she felt his energy. He was truly a god but not in his full form.

said a person who was clearly a fan of Tay Synder. "That's right, but Andrew Hexon who worships the Armysus God is just as powerful, no?" "I think Benedict Zion who worships the Asenaji God should be ranked the highest." "It's a shame that Cain Gardner who worships the Asenthia Goddess died abruptly. He was not weaker than the four Shadow level beings." "Let's not argue, everyone. Any of them deserves our admiration. That Dasha scum is doomed for sure. Let's just enjoy the show."

They were all surprised and highly frightened. " In Amah Kingdom, I am well known by everyone. They call me 'Poison'. The name really belonged to my late father, whose knowledge about poison making and their antidotes was astonishing. He could make different kinds of poison including those that can kill with just inhaling within the shortest possible time that you could think of. He was a great asset to the Amah Kingdom but died a few years ago when preparing a poison to be used by our warriors to fight you, people, I mean the Abasia Kingdom. The making wasn't successful because he is the only one who knew the whole process. The poison was intended to be poured Into the major river of Abasi