God Of Tricksters Novels & Stories

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."

It was even doubtful if he heard a single word of his wife at all. This was the natural effect of immortals unto uncultivated humans. If even these gods and goddesses could swallow, exploit, and weave the ways of the dao to their own devices, how much more would their effect be unto these hapless mortals that could only eat the excrement of the earth and their produce. "Let me try to wake father up from his delusions, mom. I just have the right trick in mind." Tristan volunteered and approached the easily bewitched man. An evil smile was hanging on his face.

“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

All day it was misfortune for him, and when he thought goddess of luck has smile upon him it turn out it fucking useless old book. still, Theo clutch his heart and started reading the old book, thinking that what surprise he might get after all it was freaking diary of an cultivator. He doesn't know how powerful was that cultivator. Theo started reading the book again, after reading for sometime there was frustrated look in Theo face, anybody who read the book will understand Theo frustration. "fuck", Theo cursed out loud and talk himself," who in the fuck do the same thing for over a week, slightly increasing the number of swinging for over a years, fuck this shit" ,as Theo throw the book d

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

How long was it that he had known King? In this life, it had been a matter of days. But his heart said it had been a lifetime. And the part of him that was still Tricksy the Orangelo who'd become the Trickster god of Chaos, that part agreed they had been together since the beginning. King had been Tricksy's mate, his Innehavre, before they stepped out of their mortal lives and became avatars of cosmic powers. Before Innehavre was even a word.

Kian Silverclaw The Alpha’s son. The next in line. And then there are the Outcasts, the broken packs. Forgotten names. The ones who lost their place when they lost their power. They live quietly, away from the center, surviving on the edge of everything. Like Lucian. His father used to be the Alpha powerful, respected. But after he was murdered by his own brother, everything changed. Lucian and his people were banished to the outer woods. No titles. No respect. Just shadows.

Other packs with less moral codes thought we should just hand him over if it was going to save the werewolf community without understanding that Tristan dying at Agron’s hand would just be the tip of the iceberg on the chaos he would rain on earth. God’s like him have no moral compass because after all, all they want is power and dominion, to be worshipped and to have the world at their feet. He doesn’t care who he has to destroy on the path to his success and that alone makes him dangerous. But some of these packs don’t see that or they don’t want to accept that. They think it’s as easy handing over an innocent child to him and he will gladly back off, going on his merry way and living happ

Felix fell down on his knees, Crying and Wailing in pains, The more Mysterious wails and screams, The more Felix wails and screams. The rings stopped glowing, Mysterious stopped wailing and that caused Felix to drop down weak, He couldn't even move a muscle because of the pains Mysterious caused him, Mysterious tricked him to stab him so that he can channel the pain. " You can't even move a muscle Felix, You see now that you have been tricked by a Trickster, You need to understand that you might be powerful but I am the greatest of all time, And no I didn't let you win the other time "

I laid down in my bed and tried to fall asleep, but still was unable to succumb to my exhaustion. “Fuck! Demi, what are you doing to me?” I said out loud. I rolled over and let my face sink into my pillow. I need to think about something else. Okay, what can I do to convince the Gods that I am no threat to them? I mean, why the hell would I want to challenge a God? Don’t they have something to do with the creation of the damn world or something? I’m just glad that the moon Goddess and the dragon God are on my side. The thought of fighting a God for power has never crossed my mind, but if they cross me, I will have no other choice.