God Of Tricksters Novels & Stories

On their way to her dorm, they met Georgina and Bethany, seems like they were waiting for her, as they reached the main entrance, she noticed Bethany and her cousin, Mercury having a heated argument in low voices. "I'm better than you who has always been jumping from one manhood to another without shame." Bethany said in her face. Mercury scoffs "So you're calling me a Jezebel, what I am not?" "Cut me the crap, I've seen you a few times with two different priest." Bethany blurts out. Mercury flipped her hair "I see! You've been sneaking on me. Do you get aroused you little bitch." "Lord Forgive you." Bethany said shaking her head.

I said to myself did Conner really do this trap just to keep his family safe? That’s when I started realizing that I might have misjudged you. This man is willing to do everything for his family.” He said that with conviction and a smile on his face. This time his smile was not mockery, but relief and trust. I looked at Mr. Yates with eyes full of determination. “I swore on my grave that I will never be like my father and yes I will definitely do everything that I can to keep my family protected and safe. That is why I wanted to talk to you today to get some assurance that you will never bother my wife again.” Mr. Yates let out a soft laugh, “You truly are a man who can show his own strengt

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

Helena could clearly sense that Travis had indeed integrated the Light Deity Technique, the Dark Deity Technique, and the Dark Divine Connection Major Technique, unleashing extraordinary power. Stoke was a stage-four major martial god. Even though she and Wren were already stage-five major martial gods, they could not kill him with a single strike. Yet Travis had managed it! This meant Travis was at least a stage-five major martial god. Coupled with his cultivation of dark, light, and an evil technique, if Wren faced him head-on, his chances of winning were slim. He might even be killed!

"Were you brought back from the grave as well? Is that why you are familiar with this demon?" Lana shook her head slowly. "My return to this world is my nature. That is the Goddess’s purpose for me—over and over again." I frowned, the weight of her words sinking in. The way she spoke suggested her existence was a cycle, as if she had walked the earth in more than one lifetime. "The first time I encountered the Trickster, it was during my mother's time," she continued, a shadow of sorrow crossing her features. "She defeated it, but she never recovered from the cost of that victory. It claimed her life in the end."

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.

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.

He watches over his prey as he reminds the moon and somehow mocks the heavens, worst towards the Gods as he is playing their role in a perfect tone as he speaks. “To ruin a holder’s mind and manipulate his inner thoughts, I simply throw a perfect card. Where all I need is to be born coinciding with his birth, as I could not steal a God’s blessing. But take it as a scheme by making everyone thinks that I am the blessed one and the original is a curse. To have the key, he needs to suffer as I successfully manipulated his mind to torment him in the future, for who knows? It is my entertainment.” Giggling as his twisted expression is in full dread and cunning darkness, he continues.

Ji took it fastly. Then after that, a God or something showed up. "So how's your trip?" A man with a familiar voice said. "You!" Ji and Georgia gawk at him. His face was angelic but damn! His voice was that ffucking fake God. "Free us now! Give our Leah back!" Ji shouted. Looking at them, God just smiled. "Oh... I pity you. Well, you can go now but—" He paused and then continued again. "But, I need you to give me the key. You have two keys right? Give me the other one and I will free you here." He said. "You!" Georgia called. "Okay. Here." Georgia decided. She took out a key and gave it to him. "Good. You actually gave me the weakest key. Nice teamwork by the way. And... I will tell you some

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.