God Of Wrath Novels & Stories

I turned around to find Victor standing there. I corrected, “The Goddess does not make mistakes. Maybe you should take a look at yourself to find out why you have not received a mate. If you figure it out, then you could change. I am not the only omega on earth.” Victor shrugged, “Or I could just steal you from my brother.” I shrugged, “Sorry. Not happening. I show him my mark, “Already marked and mated. I am already head over heels for your brother. There is no way you could tear me from him.” He shrugged, “No matter. I will figure it out.” I started to walk past him and he grabbed my wrist. I tried to twist my wrist out of his hand to no avail. I grabbed his arm with my free hand and turne

The essence of the storm has fully awakened, and I am its master. "I am the God of Thunder!" The words come tumbling out of my mouth without restraint, followed by deafening thunderclaps that shake the earth. The lightning hurls the wereapes and hybrids coming towards me backwards with great force sending them crashing into each other. Right where I'm standing, I hold out my hands, and lightning bolts, imbued with my intent to kill, erupt, smiting down the wereapes and their hybrids one after the other. Almost all of them are electrocuted and instantly burnt to death. Some of them are still alive but barely. Their mighty growls have turned to painful groans

I can't say I'm the biggest patriot. "Alright, have you ever committed a crime previously that you were not convicted for?" Thorran asks, looking down at his paper. Stay calm. I know what I've done, and if he knows, he won't forgive me. Plenty of competitors have criminal records, but not for anything like conspiracy, or for tricking an Alpha into letting them into his home before drugging him. I have to be honest, to hopefully get around it. "Yes." Thorran doesn't even blink. "Could you tell me what that might have been?"

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

"She told me if I didn't walk into this nursery and execute the bloodline, she would burn my little girl alive." Down the long, sterile corridor leading to the medical wing, the heavy, thundering sound of combat boots violently hitting the tile echoed in the dark. Lucian Sterling had reached the sub-level. The God of War was moving with a terrifying, unadulterated velocity. The fractured ribs in his chest screamed, and fresh blood poured down his side, but the feral monster completely ignored the catastrophic damage to his own body. His pitch-black eyes were completely hollowed out by a dark, descending madness. He was thirty yards away.

I could only pray that the Goddess had seen the crimes and would take action to right this wrong. I call out and pray for Vengeance. ©COPYRIGHT 2025/ T.MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

“Please go ahead. Feeling your hands on me makes the pain worth it.” I almost rolled my eyes, torn between wanting to kiss him and smack him. “You’re impossible,” I muttered under my breath, but the small, tender warmth that spread through my chest betrayed me. Who would even believe this was the same dreaded Alpha King who had conquered twenty-seven Packs in the last five years? The same man whose name alone could send entire armies trembling? He was known as the God of War, the undefeated conqueror— a man whose very presence could make lesser wolves bow in submission. His intelligence, his ruthlessness, had built his Pack into the strongest and most prosperous in the world.

As he saw the many attacks that were coming his way, Zephyr steeled himself, and raised his head high to scream so loud that even the Heavens would be able to hear it. “Seventh Slash!” “Unbeatable Focus!” “The Way of the Dragon!” With that, Zephyr called upon all his Might, morphed into a God of War, and greeted every attack with verve. Dust and sand were sent shooting in all directions, followed by a bunch of rolling dust clouds. Such an act attracted the attention of many fighters, yet once they felt it, they dared not go near it. They knew that this was not their battle to fight.

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.

If only Rosei would help hers, Haven as the god of war, would make sure no one could hurt her. Ten company security guards stood around Haven Clark. Their eyes looked like they wanted to kill. Rosei stepped closer and poured a drink from hers glass onto Haven's shirt, luckily Haven was alert and the drink only hit a small part of the lower shirt. Rosei then said to the security guard. "Break this man's legs and arms and throw them out into the street for street dog food!" Rosei ordered in a loud voice. Haven just kept quiet and remained calm, but an intimidating aura leaked from his eyes which swept across the ten security guards of the company. His clothes were wet, he felt very humilia