God Of Wrath Novels & Stories

Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood and dropped to his knees. The entire crowd watching was stunned. Even Alfredo, Rupert, and Monty, who had already experienced Andrew's strength, felt cold sweat run down their backs as they watched the clash. Andrew had truly become a War God in every sense, and perhaps the only true War God in the entire Holtrien army. What was a War God? It referred to someone undefeated in battle. Jakob, the martial god from Divine Dragon Order, blurted out in disbelief, "Beyond Mortal! He has already stepped into the Beyond Mortal level, so that puts him on the same level as the three leaders."

Within seconds… The man was gone. And in his place stood a beast. A massive wolf towered over the plains, easily the size of a war horse. His dark fur rippled across thick, battle-hardened muscles. His fangs gleamed like they were daggers as his jaws parted in a low, rumbling growl. His glowing red eyes burned beneath a heavy brow, filled with a predator’s lethal calm. The earth itself seemed to tremble beneath the weight of the Alpha God of War’s true form. A beast worthy of the legends.

The Second War God was infuriated by his words. Thunk! Thump! Thack! He thrashed Noir violently. Each punch and kick he threw contained not only his strength but his anger. Noir was beaten up badly. His face was swollen and he was covered in his own blood, but he remained contemptuous. Click! The Second War God pulled out his gun and pressed it against Noir’s forehead. “Black Wolf, I’ll ask you one more time. Are you going to submit?” Noir lacked the strength and energy to either argue or reply, he did not even bother to reply.

I only hope not to abuse his need for me anytime soon until I can think of something. Compared to what I’ve heard about Keres, his *Darkinral* pack has strong fighters and he’s no exception. He’s known to be a great fighter hence his title as the god of war among neighboring packs and abroad. He goes to war once in three months like a routine. I’ve always found it strange that my pack was never attacked and I thought he probably didn’t want to make an enemy of us. Once, we tried reaching out for alliance but we were rejected. No one ever sees him except on the battlefield. Rumor has it how big and mighty his wolf is but now I refuse to believe all of that.

I roll my eyes, “Don’t insult my intelligence. I was nearly struck down by lightning by someone who cursed you and because they hate you, want me dead. It’s simple deduction. Jartre is the only God with the power to shatter worlds and harness the power of lightning. A God who can rip a hole through the very fabric of existence, which is why he’s called the God of Gods.” “Could have been a raitruum who attacked,” he says feebly, his words sending an unpleasant zap through my spine. I scoff, “You don’t even believe that. Besides, I’m friends with the raitruum and they wouldn’t do that. Are you really going to tell me I’m wrong? All this time I was thinking a makkari was doing this. I even thou

I said as I pointed with the gesture of my hand towards the thunder-blasting bloke with a brazen glint and mocking smirk on my lips. ”… the mighty ruler of Olympus and Elysian Fields, the God of all Gods” mockery aimed at bastard evident in every syllable “…had found himself in a bit of pickle with God of War recently, and thus at the mercy of the God of Chaos, the master of all things unpredictable and wild. My dear cousin Nepenthern here asked for protection and had decided to give me the hand of his lovely daughter Noosha as a token of his appreciation and gratitude.” I heard the sound of his teeth clenching as I spoke.

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.

He threw his arms forward, aiming right at Harvey’s weak spots—throat, chest, and face, among others. The Eagle Claw was one of Layton’s most renowned moves. He managed to brute force his way into being a God of War, so his muscle strength was naturally outstanding even among other Gods of War. His every attack would be accompanied by sounds of the wind crackling. Bryn and the others had never seen a God of War fight. They were all cheering with excitement. After all, the God of War in front of them was displaying such fierce and dashing force! Harvey was still calm; he didn’t try to distance himself from Layton. All he did was occasionally turn around, tilt his head, and shrug.

Finally when her muscles were unable to even twitch, the creature roared aloud as it spurted jets of cum inside all of her holes. The hot jets of its cum hit straight her womb, filling her completely, making her fall down on the ground like a helpless, limbless creature. When the creature was done cumming, it dropped Maya's unmoving, tired body to the ground and disappeared. When the next day Maya woke up in Vishous's arms, he informed her that finally, they were mated and the rules of mate bond had been changed by the werewolf God. Their God would be coming every full moon from now on to take her.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”