God Slayer Novels & Stories

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

They have just returned from the other world to recieve the blessings of the druids before they begin their good good work’ Immediately, the castle door swung open and the crusaders came in. The first of them was Slaemann who in every inch looked the leader of the crusaders. Despite his handsome features and luscious smile, he was a very deadly man when it came to things like wars. In fact, it was him who brought honor to Aberdeen many years ago when he was eighteen by defeating a whole army. He was a vampire, a wolf, and an expert at handling the sword. His confident gait also said that. Thirteen rock-faced men watched belligerently from his back with their swords at the ready.

Furthermore, because of his defensive abilities, Jose went on and on and on until he finally became James Buero's confidant. Until then at some point, Jose becomes a friend and best friend that James really trusts. There was a strange but strong bond of friendship between the two of them. Jose will not betray James and vice versa. Jose was only seventeen years old at the time, but his training and harsh life had shaped him into what he is now; a formidable killer who is scary to anyone who knows him. A mysterious assassin who is always known as the Slayer. The Slayer is very feared because he never fails in carrying out his mission, no matter how difficult it is. Everyone would die if they w

All he received was a more enthusiastic greeting; one that had City Lord Sutton and Rusty quivering in their boots. “Ivor greets the God Slayer, Mane Harbinger!” “He is the God Slayer?” City Lord Sutton felt his blood run cold when he heard Ivor’s words. As a first class city, Asher City was privy to some information, and it knew of the one famed as the God Slayer. However, it had no idea who this God Slayer was. Although his deeds had been proclaimed to all the major cities, Mane’s face remained a mystery. Never would he have thought that the young boy next to him

He crouched down so he could hear the driver and looked toward the driver’s side of the bus while kneeling as he was praying. “Keep her straight!” he shouted. The coach drifted to the right as it dodged yet another car; the driver corrected. “Yeah—right!” The demon’s mouth split wider, teeth stacked. “Small ones,” it said. “Tasty ones.” Scott readied himself for the fight that came; he held Demonslayer in his right hand, ready to ignite. “You’re not having the children!” He shouted.

Theo ran toward me, crying so hard he could barely breathe. "Mom! Save me! I know I was wrong!" A tentacle whipped toward his back— Sylar moved like a flash. His silver hair snapped out like a blade and sliced the tentacle clean off. "Ahhh!" Chloe screamed as black fluid sprayed from the wound. Adrian stared at me, struggling to find his voice. "Sia... you've been fixing the game this whole time?" Sylar stepped in front of me, silver hair falling down his back. His voice was lazy, but the killing intent underneath it was impossible to miss.

"You’re the 'Architect of the Radiator.' You’re the one who sold our souls to the Crystalline Gods so we wouldn't have to shiver." "I saved the planet," Kael countered, his pride stung. "You saved the rock," she spat. "You murdered the people. Look at them up there! They aren't living; they’re just Secondary Heat-Exchangers. My name is Sloane, and this is the Order of the Broken Cog." The Philosophy of the In-efficient

So he’s an Italian, huh? Giordano nodded, “Like what you’ve said... Still the same. Europe is in my control.” Adam stood up. He went to where the alcohol is while I am just wandering around, fascinated with unique books and literature. My eyes went on the specific. It was called The Doctor by Nikki Sloane. I arched my eyebrows, thinking the owner of this book is probably reading Nikki Sloane’s story. “When are you going back to Italy?”

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

It was uncommon for her to praise someone so openly and not the war god. “Why are you scared?” she asks yet again. Damon stares at her for a few seconds before sitting up and pulling her along with him. He lets her head lay on his tights while he watches the waves hit the shore and returns. “You got your wolf, and she is beautiful.” Damon smiles looking down at Seranda who hurriedly sits up staring blankly at her mate not sure of how to respond. “I don't have a wolf… I was not born to get one... I am a slave, a sacrificial lamb for the soul of Zeranda " Damon just chuckles.