God Of War Spartans Novels & Stories

All of them were looking at my mother with such intent and pride, that I knew I was going to have a tough job taking over as Alpha, especially when they all loved my mother and would lay down their own lives to protect hers. "Firstly, I would like to present the new Delta of Darkness, Jacob Ely Sanders. We have all seen him fight, so we know he's more than prepared for the job, I hope that you will show him the same respect and duty that you showed to myself while I was the Delta," Luca introduced proudly. I was relieved that Luca had picked Jacob to be the new Delta because we were good friends, that and the fact Jacob could kick the ass of pretty much any wolf in this pack, so I knew that

"I'm going to the land of shattered souls. That's not the same place." "It's all the same realm," Drake said, with the patience of someone who had been alive long enough to know that geography in Hell was more concept than cartography. "And War is a Horseman. He doesn't observe borders. He is the violation of them." He stood, and the shift in his posture changed the energy in the room. Less composed. More urgent. "You and Elias could both be lost down there. Both of you, Harper. Shattered, or worse, claimed. And Marcus would still be broken. And the Council would have everything they need to classify the demon bloods as a rogue faction and shut down everything you've built."

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Thomas was battling with Kyle, which meant Hilda had to take on Sonnia. Meanwhile, Rex charged at Michy with a sword. When the match started, Hilda ran around trying to dodge Sonnia's attacks while sneaking glances at Nathan and Linux' battle. How cool they were! In the game, Nathan was the golden armored God of War while Linux was the white robed swordsman. Both had their own merits and had different types of attacks. They exchanged a few blows and it was dazzling to watch. On the other hand, Kyle and Thomas were also equally matched. Truth was, it was difficult to tell one apart from the other.

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. 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.”

by Ethan Choi His name is Thorran Savage although he preferred to be called by one syllable nickname “Thor”. Yes, just like the God of Thunder, he’s our god. We call him our god because we had no other choice. Thor is the strongest of the strongest hence there is no comparable word other than god.

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.

Abel growled out as Remmie was pulling on Cain’s arm to stop him from charging at my friend. “Seriously Cain, Abel. How many times did you spar with Gabi? Do you think that both Reign and Remmie woke up one day total badasses. Hell we all trained with them. They needed to know how to not only take down the weak guys like Thaddeus here but also how to take down men built like tanks.” I said, causing both guys' eyes to shift towards me. They were still growling at the thought of me sparring with them when Reign cleared her voice.

Every weapon hummed in harmony with her heartbeat, the Chakram, Vajra Spear, and Trident forming a triad of divine resonance. Maximus’s dark eyes darted around in panic. He knew what was coming. Centuries of terror, manipulation, and dark conquest were about to end. The Water Buffalo Demon screamed, a sound that shook the desert and rattled the few cliffs that dared stand near, but the goddess would not falter.