God Of Space Novels & Stories

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

But as I looked up past the glowing silver spire, staring into the bright blue daytime sky, a dark, calculating thought slipped into my mind. I had pinned the ocean to the bedrock to stop the Tide. I had built a celestial lightning rod to catch the moon's gravity and funnel it directly into my capital city. The earth was heavy. The sky was pulling. Aethelgard was no longer just an industrial fortress. It was a massive, gravitational anomaly sitting right in the middle of a planetary warzone. And in the Mariana Trench, the Hive-Mind didn't just hate the light. It hated gravity. We had given the wolves their fangs back, but we had just turned the human capital into the brightest, heaviest beac

He didn't look like a scared boy anymore. ​He walked toward the central console, his hands glowing with a golden light so intense it started to bleach the color out of the room. He looked at the holographic grid of the world, and for a second, I saw it—the "God" Julian was talking about. But it wasn't a god of order. It was a god of vengeance. ​"It’s too loud," Kai said again, his voice echoing through the lab’s speakers, amplified a thousand times. "I’m going to make the world quiet now."

And then one thought came through clearly above everything else. Nobody knows I am here. Her phone was off. She had switched it off herself. There was a man the world called the War God. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a name earned through years of hard battles. His skills in a fight and his inner strength were beyond anything most people could imagine. His name was so well-known and so feared that just hearing it was often enough to end a conflict before it even started. Alexander Kane. He was thirty years old and stood six feet seven inches tall. He was built like someone who had spent his life doing things that required both great power and careful precision. He had short black hair an

"As much as I am fond of you, I am a very busy man." Behind where the god of dreams is seated is a beige wall and two open windows that show the view of stars, galaxies, and random objects that are supposed to not be there, like boxes of chocolates the size of the moon, a statue of an angel floating around the windowsill, a decapitated robot, are those human bones?—, crumpled paper, and a lot more bizzare stuff. Surprisingly, it is quiet and calm despite the amount of random rubbish from whichever space the god was.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

He casts a loving look in his wife’s direction. One of the other Gods steps forward, placing his right hand over his heart, giving Jamari a slight bow. “I am Set, better known as the God of War.” He tells her, mischief dancing in his eyes. “As you can imagine, this is a very exciting time for me.” He winks at Jamari, lifting his body from his bow. My mother rolls her eyes from behind him.

Gideon, along with Winter, Snowy, Umbra, Miranda, Elara, and the other women, boarded a cosmic spaceship. The current Sovereign of Heaven's dominion was now the half-divine Annalise. "Dad! Mom! We're heading out. Don't worry. As I am now, I can roam the stars freely. We're going to chase those ancient, faraway legends." Gideon waved to the people of Heaven's Dominion. The spaceship slowly ascended, then passed through a wormhole and into the vast starry sky. With Gideon's help, Miranda had integrated the cyberbrain and created a high-tech spaceship capable of wormhole jumps.

Seriously acknowledge The God of Space & Time. "But what happens if the man we call can't thwart the destruction of the universe? Wouldn't this just make everything useless?" The other light had the body of a young man. "Don't talk so much, if you have other plans, say it!" Shouting out of the fiery red light left the young man and the others speechless. "You're fiery as always. Well to be called The God of Fire, " said one in a light that resembled a bubble of water. "Piss off, Water God! Don't make me vaporize you with my flame!" Reply the man in the fiery red light.