God Of War Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

Ari fell on the bed with a sigh feeling lustful, she wanted more of him, she could still feel Alaric hands on her body and it made her reach out to her damped spot down there. She moaned a little before she realized she was resulting into a bad habit. She quickly got up feeling bashful as she covered her face, she felt how damped she was and she ran to the bathroom to shower. Her relationship with Alaric started about a year back, when she had just turned eighteen....They both had strong affections for each other but, the reason why the relationship wasn't permitted was the fact that Atarah wasn't a wolf but Alaric approached her despite that fact.

"We're late, Callan. I'm sorry you and your family had to suffer, but from this moment on, I've got your back no matter what happens!" I couldn't hold it back anymore. Those words were everything needed to send tears streaming down my face. I dropped to my knees and hammered my chest. "I couldn't protect my family, and I've failed Talon Unit. I've failed the nation that raised me!" Gunthar and the soldiers behind him looked on, their eyes reddening. When they turned to look at Velda, Jude, and their group, their eyes were full of lethal, murderous intent. The unconscious Piper seemed to sense the shift in the air. Her eyes weakly fluttered open as she looked at Gunthar, struggling to speak.

Chapter 80: Then There Was Nothing --Drake-- “Fuck! Demi no!” What the hell is she doing? There’s no way Demi can fight against this son of a bitch. He’s way stronger than I anticipated. They don’t call him the God of War for no reason. I am dead tired. I’m blaming it on being out of the game for twenty years or so. I can’t let my fatigue stop me. I have to keep pushing. I can’t let anything happen to Demi.

The psychopathic lord’s curiosity about the girl rose once more, leaving him unable to accept how much she looked like his mother or how stubborn she was. “Because I don’t want to train! I don’t want any part in this war or the abilities that I could use against people; I hate everything about the war. Everything that it has turned people into; turned my brothers into. And I fear you because of who you are, because of what you have done. To me, to my brothers and to mother and father. You are more of a monster than the people described, how could I not be afraid?” The young immortal argued, watching him as his head tilted further; her violet eyes filled with hatred and longing.

“Hahahaha, this is our Griffin God Clan’s formation. Four shadows of ancient beasts appeared in the sky, and Xiao Chen’s ancient beast sword finally materialized; the sword immediately severed one of the chains binding the War God’s right hand. The sword followed Xiao Chen’s War God form and instantly cut through the remaining chains, finally revealing his true form in its entirety. With battle armor covering his body, a powerful aura of blood, and two swords in his hands, the God of War clearly showed that he had been on the battlefield for a long time. “What? He has the blood of a God of War? No, that’s impossible…. This is impossible!” Every word from the man of the Griffin clan sounded a

(Sexual Content) Ty I could still feel the weakness of my mates and I was angry, Toffe said he healed them as much as he could but the poison in the bullet was not meant for Sheila, it was for me, they knew I would try to protect her. I didn't expect it to be a clean shot as it hit her, if she wasn't linked to me, she would be dead. The poison slowed me down and knocked me out, they were planning on running with her but she was dead before she hit the ground. That pissed me off more, I couldn't protect her because my powers have been out of wack lately. I should have been able to sense him before I saw him, perks of the enforcer, I reached the temple and I was alone and I got in position. Ai

The cracks seal as if they had never been. I push myself upright, dizzy. A thin line of blood trails from my nose to my lip. My knees ache from kneeling; my palms burn from pressing into the weave. But the echo does not fade. Some are cut to bleed. --- The Divine Court of Solara Far above, the high chamber where the gods gather trembles with a pulse that halts every voice mid-sentence. The God of War’s sword-hand freezes. The Goddess of Oaths looks to the sealed doors with something dangerously close to fear.

Auriel stood at the long end of the long corridor, he was flanked by two of my Elites soldiers who didn’t even look like soldiers anymore. They looked like hollowed out shells of men, like zombie puppets, dangling on Auriel’s strings. “Aurielll” I growled out. The sound didn’t come from my throat, it came from my throat vibrating like a tornado hitting a roof. “ Little commander, what do I do with you? Thinking you rule the world because the goddess in all her infinite mercy bestowed you with a wolf as powerful as Fenrir. And now we are trapped fighting in the war on opposite sides.”

​Nora stood in her dressing room, staring at a gown made of spun gold and crushed ink. ​Suddenly, the mirror in front of her didn't reflect her own face. It reflected the Obsidian Stylus, sitting on her vanity. But the stylus wasn't black anymore. It was Glowing Red. ​A message appeared on the glass, written in Kael Davis’s messy, "God of War" scrawl: ​[LIQUIDATE THE ESTATE. THE CO-WRITER ISN'T THE BOSS. THE READERS ARE THE DEBT. BURN THE SCRIPT OR LOSE THE SON.]