Gods Amongst Men Novels & Stories

SLIMMER CHANCES There was a sudden attack on the troops at the ships from Vela gin, as already calculated by world generals, he met them all prepared, and it was a fire for fire situation, Opolopo, Atinuke, Luku and Itanforiti sat talking, they had shooting and went to see spiritually, they already saw why the fight began, and felt not needed, the humans had come again with a fight that was not necessary as they always do, they sat back and Atinuke asked Itanforiti a question, how did you survived such a long year without aging and death,? She answered, " I never came to the ship with my life, I kept it in the land of gods and goddesses. You of all people should know only if my life dies the

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

Just being able to eat at a table again instead of on the cold floor is a small achievement. “We have a few,” he answers vaguely. — Gods of war and peace. Gods of desire, hate and love. And a wolf god who created everyone else because he was tired of being alone in the sky. The impression of your voice makes me curious. — Don't you believe in your gods? The Prince takes a long pause. He seems to reflect on something at the bottom of his glass.

an old man behind the second woman said. "Could he be the god of war?" Someone listening to the gossip asked. The women set their eyes on the old man waiting for his response, the old man observed Broderick and said," there is only one god of war in the world." "Is he the one?" "Tell us, is he the one?" Before the old man could respond to the women's question, Broderick shouted like thunder as he beat his chest, "I will destroy kingdoms and break powers. I will crumble principalities."

In the kingdom of Serenacia, all hell broke loose as the wailing and anger of the king's sons, Odell, roared through the city while everyone feared, but also mourned the death of the king of Gods who ruled them, but now lay with a stake in his heart. And now he was dead. Something bewildering and impossible to think about, because as it is said, Gods can live forever, yet here it is. The clouds became darker as lightning of heavy strikes shook the earth, and the humans knew that the only way for them out at the moment, was the cry out to the Almighty, Creator of God's, and the owner of the heavens and earth.

"May the Perfect Man curse you!" Oliviér's eyebrows gave away the surprise he felt with the way they jolted open. He looked back over at the boy. "The perfect man?" His hand squeezed harder. "What would an idiot peasant know about an evil god?" At the words of Oliviér the boy's face paled. It was obvious he did not mean to speak those words, but the way Oliviér saw it the boy really was an idiot commoner. The Perfect man. Dubbed an evil god in the whole of Hara, as well as any other god who wasn't Mother Earth. The Perfect Man was the god of gentlemen, and perfection, it was the reason why only men were his worshippers.

A few feet away from the gates a loud horn was blown and excitement filled the people of the country. They spoke to one another in strange tongues and Maggie wished she understood what they were saying but whatever it was obviously very important. Percy raised his hand to her ear and touched it lightly. As soon as he dropped his hand she suddenly understood their language. “Another one?” one soldier was saying to his colleague. “This is the tenth one this year.” “The gods are rejecting more and more of their army.” Maggie frowned. “What army is being rejected?” “During the final war between gods, mankind was caught in the middle. As a way of gaining more allies on their side, gods turned men

Elijah explained. “What do you mean when you say “Whatever he can?” Michael asked leaning forward. “I mean he will use any creature he can get on his side. From any God Sect that will listen.” Elijah clarified. ***END FLASHBACK*** “So Uncle EJ is the Christian God?” Aria asked me. “That’s what he said.” I confirmed. “Do any of you stick to just one partner?” Aria asked the Gods and Goddess’ in the room. “When you’ve lived as long as we have it doesn’t really matter.” Chaos answered.

"Haha! I always thought, these people were special and had formidable power. Hmm! I must say I'm utterly disappointed. Such weak people. They don't even deserve to be called humans. They are mere ants. And should be trampled upon. If I had known they were this weak, I would not have bothered myself with these weaklings!" The black bald man sneered, with crossed arms. Disdained was spelled all over his face. "Come to think of it, their gods are even more despicable. I never really expected to slaughter a God with just one strike!" He finished. "you're right Sango. Even I never thought a god could be that weak. I know you're very strong and all, but it is still truly unbelievabl

Theo and said;" sorry young boy about that, as you see i'm an old man sometimes i used to misstep" "misstep", as Theo muttered the word and said to the old," it's ok" and looked at the spoil food and gets up to walk to his house he heard the old man saying:" here take this as an apology, i guess this doesn't value too much, take this and forgive this old man". Theo looked at the thing in old man hand as he can clearly see it was an book, who know because of that book a man whom all the cosmos will fear be created that day.