Gods Amongst Men Novels & Stories

Yet Am Heh adored it, finding the blazes and hiss of flames the pinnacle of tranquillity. The greener gardens and fountains of the front were fine to some, just not to him. He looked around briefly at the sound of rustling and smiled dryly. "I have rarely had colour in my life except if you count the constant wars between the deities. Perhaps mortals think that having ultimate powers is a blessing but Gods have a harder task than they believe. We have our own worlds to watch as well as those that have been created. Whilst intervention is rare, we still have to keep an eye on things, at least those who care do. I myself, do not."

replied another man in a black robe, looking at them with disgust as traitors who had allied themselves with demons. "Hahaha, you all always say that demons are disgusting, but you all forget what your gods have done. You and the demons are the same! You are alive, you have bodies, but you are more disgusting than demons," said the man, laughing at how these people treated him and his members. Perhaps they have forgotten and do not know, but he who has read much world history knows the evil deeds of the gods, and he also knows that this world has changed because of the gods they worship. And indeed they are wrong, but these people also do not know that most of their victims are evil people o

“I wouldn’t want your guests’ night to be ruined by seeing how your blood dripped down your throat as I slit it.” His tone was disturbingly calm and quiet, like he had done this a million time before, if not more. Dad cleared his throat, a drop of sweat trailing down his neckline. “Take care of the party, Ava. I will be back.” With that said, he made his way towards the hallway, while the huge man followed closely behind. His men stayed behind, their gaze hardened without any trace of smile or whatsoever. They meant business and whoever fucked up would be sent to the gate of Hades all at once.

It seems like he is trying to concentrate on what he is doing. "Are gods supposed to clean?" "We do everything that humans do, Isabella. The only difference is our powers and status." He answers. "So you're a human but a god." He stares up at me blankly and his movements stops. "Not today, Isabella." "How am I your mate then. I know that gods don't have mates." I continue to push. "Not today, Isabella." "Not today, Isabella." I repeat his words in a mocking tone and he doesn't spare me a glance as I expected.

“Do you submit to Sigyn and Snotra?” Why were there so many gods? Why were there so many names? “Yes!” More shrieks, the stink of burning flesh turning the air unpleasant. My skin crawled with the impulse to turn and confront the danger, but the old man was shouting more names. “Yes!” I waited for him to rattle off more gods, but the old guy merely responded, “That’s it, girl! Drop your weapons and step through!” Not a freaking chance. Twisting, I pulled my blade, “Tristan —”

asked Hannabelle. “It is not like Bloody Mary, Hanna that you will look into a mirror and speak three times and she will appear and claw your eyes out. You need to tell me clearly. Because I am not being able to understand,” said Azure with a puzzled expression and Hannabelle sighed. “You remember that in the Wars of the God and devil, there were sides to be chosen and then when the Sons of God were sent down to earth and they lay with the daughters of men? Now do you get the drift?” asked Hannabelle as she raised her brows and a sign of pain flashed on Azure’s expression.

Unsurprisingly, it was the longest chapter in the book. Thousands of years ago, when the world was young and new, ten men and ten women were brought into existence. Laced within their DNA was magic, the kind of magic only Gods and Goddesses could wield. It was this magic, gifted from a woman who emerged from the glowing surface of the moon, which allowed these men and women to take on the form of a great beast. Centuries of war and peace are what shaped the way things are today.

"When the path of life is shallow and rigid there comes the divine enlightenment." the strange man said "And what does that mean old man." Derrick asked "hahaha no one is inevitable, even the gods have their own share of it. Life is beautiful but what it holds is horror, pain, suffering, death!, many gods have suffered thesame fate as humans, they die as humans do, envy, jealousy, revenge, power, war!. gods are not so different after all from you and me, from humans."

" Vis asked with a serious tone in his voice. "Well, then, let me say this to you — the God system was made by different High-Gods to determine the abilities of one in a million talents, that includes humans from Earth or Betsuno Orbis Terrarum, even creatures of different parallel worlds like elves, skeletons and others. The God system is something you say, 'The Heaven's blessing or the Hell's curse', in other words it is a, double-edged sword." "What? A double edged sword? Please explain yourself! "

A man in thight cotton armour that seemed to sprout plants sat in the middle, jason approached slowly, he raised his head at jason, eyes as green as the forests and the black of his eye as dark as the fertile soil, "I've awaited your arrival for years ikir" he said in a rich voice, Jason could only nod in reply, this man resonated power, not as much as illummino but enough to give a soul the vibes. He stood up and gave a quick bow, "My mistake ikir, I am loathem, the god of the earth and all its produce" he said, Jason raised an eye brow, he thought only illummino was a god, "Oh no my king, there are hundreds of gods that create Aratia, some swore allegiance to illummino while others to the