God Of Wrath Novels & Stories

Minos said. "You're telling the story wrong." "I'm trying to make a point, so can you just, listen?" Cassana shrugged. She seemed to know where Minos was going. "So, after a hundred years of subjugation, after suffering under the tyrannical rule of the evil god Eon, the humans finally rose up and fought back, under the leadership of Markelus." "There we go..." Cassana quipped. "Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-"

Asmodeus said. Dark was grateful that he didn't get any of his father's looks. He knew who his father was. One look at his dear dead mother's eyes had revealed everything to him. Asmodeus was the 'god of lust' but he didn't come here to ask him for help, instead he came for a totally different thing. Calling him 'Son' has always angered him but he will pretend he didn't hear that. "Asmodeus, I met a female werewolf and her blood drives me crazy, what could be the cause?"

The wave of energy clash sent the elder and his fellow warriors tumbling back, hitting the ground hard and coughing up blood. The square was filled with the sound of jaws hitting the floor. Rainger and the entire Brown family stood in shock. Their top warrior, a martial general with major mastery, had been flung away by a single blow! What did that mean? "Could it be...a martial god?" the white-haired elder managed between coughs of blood, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and respect. "What?!" The Brown family members gasped together. A martial god-level opponent!? The adversary was none other than a martial god—a term that seemed too fantastical to believe!

For six years, i sat behind closed doors, hidden in the darkness, observing, plotting, and preparing myself to exert vengeance on those who took everything away from me. For six years, I watched them have a happy life when they destroyed mine. According to my name 'Ares' which meant 'God of war', I was willing to go to the end of the earth to bring war, and destruction upon those who took my life away from me. Coming to Phoenix-Crest High was part of a perfectly curated plan that was made from the very beginning. Where else would be a perfect place to begin to exert my revenge if not from the place that the most gruesome betrayal happened.

I scramble to my feet to follow her when she looks at me with a sinister smile on her lips as the portal closes. Fuck! I clutch my hair as a chuckle comes from behind me. I turn to face them. Fenrir, Theo, and Nicholas all walk into the office. Just great! “Where is she?” Fenrir asks as he stalks closer to me and I look at him. Fenrir is Gaia’s father and was the God of Hell and Harbinger of Death before he handed the title over to Gaia. He made me the ruler of Hell until she was old enough to take over and so she took me as her Beta even though I am an Alpha.

There was a pin-drop silence. The subordinates who waved their arms and shouted about killing Cirocco were all looking with their eyes widened in shock. They could not believe what they just saw. Was Cirocco even human? That was too terrifying! He sent Grayson flying with just a single punch! Grayson was a top fighter of God of War caliber. He was the strongest in the Whistleblowers, yet the man across from him sent him flying so easily. Not only was Grayson's arm shattered, but the stone statue was shattered as well.

If she did not lower herself before Kaze, repent her sins and make up for the Whites, then she would end up horribly. Camry and Teresa were so excited that they cried. They knew their son’s name would be cleared soon and justice would be served! They knew it because their son was like a brother to the God of War! “Godfather, what is a God of War? Is it a game? Why are they calling you that?” Brenda looked at Kaze with a curious gaze. The girl’s innocence made the atmosphere lighter. Kaze smiled. “Yeah, God of War is like a game. He’s powerful like superheroes and can protect you from the villains. No one can make us move out of this house.”

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.

It was suffocating. The people instantly cheered to witness Roy in his glory. He was truly one of the five powerful Shadow level experts. He was astoundingly powerful before the battle even began. Someone tried to show off by saying, "The Winchesters worship the Octa Thunder God. He possesses thunder-type abilities that are destructive. This Dasha scum probably can't take a single hit." Everyone else nodded in agreement. "Tay Synder worships the Syron God. He's not weaker than anybody," said a person who was clearly a fan of Tay Synder.

Tall, clad in armor of fire, eyes burning like two stars born from the void. The spirit of the first God of War. He stared at Rayden for a long moment, then smiled faintly. “You have surpassed the boundary of blood, Rayden Kalesvara Duskar.” “But remember, the blood of Gods is an endless fire. If not guarded, it will burn your world.” Rayden met his gaze, calm but sharp. “Then let this fire become light for those still fighting.” The god was silent for a moment, before his voice softened. “You speak like him.”