God Of Trickster Novels & Stories

data-turn="assistant" My gloomy mood eased a little. At the very least, things weren’t as terrible as I had imagined. At least two people had treated me kindly. It wasn’t as though a woman who had lost her youth was worthless. Finally calming down, I opened a book about the High Gods. I began to understand why I had become like this: back then, Loki had used the “Path of the Underworld” on me, intending to destroy me completely. But perhaps because the world had been reborn, I had been given a chance to live again—only I had lost the divine power of the God of Love. A god who had lived for three thousand years without divine power, and without eating the golden apples, would naturally end up

It was like for the first time in a while my eyes were open. "You tricked me." I mumbled to myself. Without much thought I conjured up a knife and stabbed myself. A scream sounded before everything around me got quiet. I looked at the wound and blinked a few times. Maverick had tricked me and made me into a Goddess that he wanted. A goddess that did not kill nor destroy. A boring Goddess. He had put his faith in me never wanting to be me again. He was trying to use reverse psychology to trick me into being boring.

Everyone looked at him, stunned. Felix nodded, his gaze dropping to his hand. “When Dread Lord’s mother abandoned him in my arms, she confessed that she had tricked the God of Death into sleeping with her by using the face of the Goddess. She was a woman banished from the heavens and wanted to mess with the heavens by destroying the lovers. But her actions destroyed the relationship between the Goddess and the God of Death. Their bond was already forbidden, one was a destroyer, the other a savior. However, the Goddess couldn’t bear the heartbreak caused by the God of Death. She chose self-punishment, to forget him, and vowed never to fall in love again. She disappeared into the tears of hea

I say indignantly, crossing my arms over my chest. They let out a carefree laugh as they continue to help themselves in my kitchen. “I knew I would love you; such a quick wit.” I take a step forward. “It’s Ezillus, right?” They beam at me in clear delight. “Jartre’s told you about me! I’m honoured.” I place my keys and phone on the kitchen counter and then lean against it. “So, what are you the God of? Breaking and Entering?” They let out an amused snort. “In simple terms, I’m the God of the Elements.”

I said as I pointed with the gesture of my hand towards the thunder-blasting bloke with a brazen glint and mocking smirk on my lips. ”… the mighty ruler of Olympus and Elysian Fields, the God of all Gods” mockery aimed at bastard evident in every syllable “…had found himself in a bit of pickle with God of War recently, and thus at the mercy of the God of Chaos, the master of all things unpredictable and wild. My dear cousin Nepenthern here asked for protection and had decided to give me the hand of his lovely daughter Noosha as a token of his appreciation and gratitude.” I heard the sound of his teeth clenching as I spoke.

It shattered against an unseen barrier and snapped back into him. He fell to one knee, breathing hard, blood trailing down his chin. “It… it won’t…” His voice cracked with disbelief and anger. “I can’t hurt you.Damn it Isis” he cursed Ivana felt her heart hammering. “Why?” she whispered. “Why are you trying to kill me?” He slowly lifted his head. A mocking smile curled his lips. “Congratulations,” he said coldly. “You are the bride of a god.”

The ancient stranger who brought me here frowned and said, "You have to stop calling yourself that. I do believe that you’re made for power. You cannot continue being called a name that was associated with the weak you. You're more than that. You're a queen, the one who fought for us." Okay, okay. At this point I was so confused. What queen? And I fought for them? I really needed explanation. The creature, the Goldren as the others call him, looked up, eyes gleaming with reverence. "My Queen, no matter which form you take, we will always recognise you. You are Erin, our creator, our goddess. We exist because of you." My breath caught. Creator? Goddess? ______ _The Red Moon Pack._ The dark sk

In her hand was the perfume I had wanted so badly last month but could not bring myself to buy. "You're back?" Keith instinctively pulled his arm away from Caroline. "Today isn't one of the days you're supposed to come home." I had not even said anything yet. Caroline looked at me timidly, her eyes wide. "Silvia, don't misunderstand. I just came to visit my godmother." I glanced at her calmly. "Why are you so nervous? I didn't even do anything. You're making it look like I'm the bad guy." Caroline looked even more frightened. It was the kind of fragile, pitiful expression that made people want to protect her.

Meng Ma'an coldly smiled, "What? Could it be that your Godfather is a fake? Otherwise, why don't you dare to come out? If you don't come out again, don't blame us for razing your God Cauldron to the ground today!" Previously, the cultivators of the seven countries had already finished their calculations, this battle is not really to go to war with the God Tripod, but to uncover the person of the devil race who controls the God Tripod, if they take the lead to go to war with the seven Heavenly Dipper Elders of the God Tripod, then both sides will suffer heavy losses, and today's move will be a defeat, so it's impossible to go to war with the seven Heavenly Dipper Elders today, but rather, we

asked a deep, gravelly voice from a shadowy corner of the room. “Trust? No, father I do not trust him. He is reliable in that he knows the consequences of any . . . errors he may commit. He will do what I tell him and gather what information is desired.” Clurife turned to give respect to his father, Hades, as the god floated into the center of the chamber.