God Of War Webcomic Novels & Stories

he was like a God that what everyone thought when seeing him a handsome guy like him was rarely seen among wolves only fox were so beautiful but the difference is that they had a feeling of seductive even if they are just looking at you. 'I wonder if I have a mate I mean I didn't even shift no mate would like me as their mates' apart from thinking of his failure in shifting sometimes his thoughts fall on his mate he didn't Know what kind of a mate moon Goddness would bless him with or maybe he will have no mate just like he didn't shift or maybe he will have one but can not obtain her just rejected , fifteen minutes had passed and Barbie was back with a roasted big meat she gave it to his so

His smirk is pissing the deity. "You are dumb for a deity, Eris. Up to now you still haven't figured out who and what I am. Well, let me show, and maybe it can help your brain." the chosen one said. He levels his right hand in front and he starts releasing the energy of the deities in him one by one starting with Kaios's which is a purple flame. Followed by Asili's green one. Then Galax's light pink, and Leluna's white, smoke-like. Every release, the symbols of the deities, shows and remains around him.

I was slightly pissed off. “Don’t be embarrassed. It’s a proper ego boost for me. You’ve never squirted in your life and you meet me and every time my dick or my hand is in your pussy you squirt fucking everywhere,” he kissed my neck. I moaned in annoyance and put my hand on his chest. “You were saying? Your scar?” “I was stabbed. Years ago,” his mouth was still on my neck. “It looks bad.” “It was”, he washed his own chest now. “I nearly died.”

Her sexy manga lashes had matted together. Her eyes were laced with anger as she looked at the evil god standing before her. “I'll really kill you next time fleshling, don't interfere. The human life has no meaning. When they live all they want, it's best they die when they should.” “Will you try to kill him again?.” “Of course little miss hero, no one escapes from me.” She breaks down in tears. It all made sense, he was an evil creature, that was why most people's fates were so cruel.

Feeling Marie's grip on his arm he laughed weakly and flapped her away. "Time enough for that later! Right now, I need to get to my office and see what's left in there," he said, stumbling towards the door. "I'll admit I've been proven wrong on the existence of Gods but I still stand by my Uncle's words, don't wait for God, if he's there he's busy enough." He held the door, leaning his weight against it, the blood loss had taken its toll and weakness coursed through his muscles. "He was an odd one, had a perpendicular burial, rather intriguing."

On top of that, his dragon-shaped eyes and dimples were too out of the box for even Renaissance artists - even modern ones - to think about. The attempt was paid with her life, or so as the rumors say that, the wine god punished her for trying to remove his existence. He was salvaged by his father, strapping him inside the flesh of his thigh until he was of the right month to escape as a tiny baby with chocolate brown eyes and deep dimples, his laugh echoing upon the four walls of the throne room. The flames on both sides of the room became brighter, and brighter, and brighter, only stopping after his laughter had receded. Only Hephaestus, the young, misshapen fire god, has peeked in secret

he pushed her away from the fire. She walked down to her car, looking down at the small globe that her Grandfather used to talk about. It was Native American legend that a place called the in-between existed only if magic was interrupted or used for evil. Many feared it would plague their village, they cast out the ones born on certain holidays. He said when his globe glowed red, a war would cast. Many deaths, many new beginnings.”

He quickly averted his eyes away from the painting and clasped his hands at Yrian, saying, “Thank you for saving me, Sir.” Yrian explained smilingly, “That’s called the Holy War Gods Pilgrimage. There are countless restrictions integrated into it. The most powerful one can hypnotize and seize your soul.” James looked at Yrian and said, “It’s incredible. A few of them look somewhat familiar to me.” Yrian put his hands behind his back and said smilingly, “Certainly. There’s the God of Curses, Franciscus Yuelan, God of Death, Clayton Sindward, Demon Slayer, Wystov Wharnal, and the Sky God, Darvel Jabbert.