God Of Trickster Novels & Stories

“Ah, the hot-headed wolf boy! Yes, he had some demands. Thinking he could even make me give him anything. And, of course, it makes sense! He got exactly what he asked for! His wolf called for his mate to even the faiths become annoyed. They pulled their strings, and they got you here five years earlier than planned. Then, he was already the perfect match for you. A brute you hated but eventually had to admit protected you and cared for you better than anyone had. Pathetic, actually, wasn't even a challenge! But anyway, he got all that. Here you are, his mate and all that. He never said anything about keeping you! He makes deals like a fool.” He chuckled, and I frowned, letting it sink in. To

A Trip Down Memory Lane: Tricked Summer POV The mischievous glint in Hermes's eyes gave me shudders. Deep inside me, I know that it is not going to be an easy feat to get the truth from Hermes. He is the god of trickery after all. I glare at him as he saunters towards me. He steps into the center of the magic circle drawn by Mtungagore. Hermes stands in front of me and gives me a surprise. "At your disposal my Queen."

You’d think being the most evil, most powerful being on the fucking planet would mean people stop trying to double-cross me. Hermes didn’t get that memo—I had to threaten his mates. Loki didn’t get it either—so I sacrificed his son Fenrir to the mutts, broom riders, and flying bitches. Those two are confirmed traitors. But we’ve had defectors too. Gods like Anansi, Kokopelli, and Sun Wukong? Gone. Just disappeared. Probably somewhere in the Underworld. But with the amount of shit Hades is juggling, we can’t track them. And Persephone? As fucking hot as she is, I don’t trust her. I’d fuck her if I could, but that’s as far as my trust goes.

No he can't be a degenerate, if he was one there is no way he could be wounded to such extent, Ankara thought but then remembered something, What if he is kobaloi the trick god, Ankara thought not ready to miss anything. Though Isekai has not do anything bad but his wide vast of skills is giving Ankara a different thought. Kobaloi was the god of trick and also the most active god among the degenerate, he had let many blood in his trails and has done those by trickry, it is believed that he normally target small villages that are in a hanging balance sow dispute and help wipe them our, it is also believe that he can do all sort of things so as to gain sympathy from People and slowly kill them

"You don't know anything about me." "I know you're scared. I know you've been alone for seven hundred years. I know you convinced yourself that becoming a god was the only way to matter." I squeezed Sylvaen's hand. "But there's another way. Let her go. Help me destroy the entity. And then... find out who you are without the hunger." The chamber held its breath. Morwen stared at me. Her hands, still crackling with ancient power, trembled. "You would trust me? After I threatened to drain your blood?"

"You bent a bit to mine. You and I know I am the only one who got you down on your knees. None other, demon or god can." "Shut it, proud sex god. Tsk. You are right though. Unlike you all, my head remains focused. I will have no problem." "We shall see about that. Anyways, no not bend for a deal. I do not want them thriving here. Prove to them who rules. If Serling is really behind him, he would make more trouble. He is a tricky demon." "And I am the god of tricksters." "I won't argue that with you. The hound is at the reception. Be prepared, he will be brought to you soon."

The gods anxiously looked down at their creation—who had lost control of himself for decades, and now that he had changed, he was becoming nothing but trouble. He was no longer known as the “Messenger of the gods” but a god, and had won the title fair and square. He showed those who stood against him that he was not one to shy away from bloodshed for those accused of disloyalty. He was vicious. The gods watched him as he slaughtered his victims who were nothing to him but a bunch of toys to play with, making sure to leave a horrible mess even for those foul enough to appreciate a killing spree.

After walking for hours with no now to direct them and the ghost girl who helped them get in suddenly disappeared, Terrick and Catrina finally found Fenrir the wolf god, and that was not all, Terrick's father asked well as Amodeny's were next to the god. "Terrick?" His father called walking into him after bowing his head to the god. "Dad?" With his hand still holding Catrina's, they move to where the former Supreme Alpha and his beta was. Terrick hug his father and uncle who were pleased to see him.

So he wasn't afraid of Odin with her by his side. Those he feared were those even his wife's brain couldn't understand. One of them was the God of Trickery, Loki. The other was the one he just had an encounter with- Seth. This was why Butler Fin could only say he had a theory concerning Seth's motive. It was likely to be wrong. Seth was a God of Darkness and Confusion. He was as cruel as he was unpredictable. It was his cruelty that made him unpredictable, for when you thought it would be at its maximum, Seth would show mercy. And when one assumed that mercy was going to come, Seth would dish out cruelty. If Ray was being honest, he feared Seth more than he did Loki. With Loki, you know that

James said. He grinned at Gary's grim expression and then continued, "Riley's father ... that William Mackenzie is the most powerful god of war ever. So, how could someone like Evan De Kruk whose name I don't even remember be able to defeat Riley?"