God Of War Webcomic Novels & Stories

Diablo screaming to be set free. “I Alpha Nicholas Williams, hereby banish Gaia Williams, the Goddess of Hell and the Harbinger of Death, from The Dark Moon Pack. You, your mates and mongrel pup are to leave in the next hour and never return here. You don’t deserve to be a mate or a mother. You are nothing but a whore and are not my sister.”

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Then, I gasped in realization, “You have the power to make people enrage, do you? I believe that’s what your god of war can do, right?” “You figured it out quickly.” His voice sounded like he was close. That urged me to stealthily head for the next tree to hide. “This duel is truly fated. Mars’s grace grants me a worthy foe.” “Mars? That’s the Roman god of war. I thought Ares chose you.” “Yes, but it turns out they are one and the same.” A wave of blades appeared from in front. I sky-jumped through the canopy, grazing my cheeks again. The second I was back on the ground, Commodus was diving above me from out of nowhere. Before his spear could stab me, I gave an earth-shattering punch, then s

""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

Meanwhile, in another part of the resting place, Bill, the most powerful God of War the Ans De Lou Kingdom ever had, was seen sitting in the garden with his trusted henchman, Andrew. "Uh, I don't think I've been this happy in three years," Andrew said. "Why?" Bill asked who was currently enjoying the night air while zipping up his jacket. "Winning." Bill immediately turned to his smiling subordinate, "Jody Gardner has also won a few wars with you, right?" Andrew Reece nodded his head, "You are right, General. But, the victories that General Gardner has won have been in a very different way to yours." Bill sighed. "Still, it was a victory won the hard way, Reece."

"Even though the Ancient Mountain Beast's spatial laws and Imperishable Flames are extremely extraordinary, they are still a bit lacking to my level. They are not a match for me." The God of War said lightly. He did not place the Mountain Ancient Beast's Spatial Laws and the Eternal Fire in his eyes at all. In fact, he also had the ability to do so. He was strong enough to sweep through everything. Compared to the other bones, he was more than a little bit stronger, so he was not afraid of these things.

Her gown was formfitting, revealing her ample breasts and wide, swaying hips. Blue eyes, the kind that reminded me of clear skies and tepid waters, met my own. They flicked up to Ulrich. “It doesn’t seem very smart to allow the God of Bloodshed to run things. What we need to do is preserve life at all costs. You’d have us level the city. I’d have us save it.” Ulrich turned on the Goddess. “I care about life.” He snorted. “Just because I’m the God of War doesn’t mean I want an endless war, woman! It’s those kinds of stereotypes that give a God a bad reputation.”

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He smiled evilly with disdain all over his face. The God of War was angry. "God of War, Hadith has made a great contribution this time. If we can break through the great formation outside the star spirit and cultivate into divine bodies, we should all thank Hadith," the God of the Ocean said as he shot a meaningful glance at the God of War. "I believe in Hadith. No matter what, he is a Westerner. He will definitely not lie to us," the God of the Sun said with a smile. "Hadith, I also trust you," the God of the Ocean said.