Gods And Omens Novels & Stories

I explained. Paul took a deep breath and said, “It must be hard for you, Kian but you can’t keep beating yourself up about the past. Six years is enough time to forget everything that you did. Cut yourself some slack, it was just part of the foolish things a man can do.” “Fuck that, Paul! I acted irrationally and destroyed the life of a young woman. Was it a crime that the moon goddess made her my mate? Is an omega not a human being? What if the moon goddess punished me with a woman like Cynthia instead?” I asked with a shaky breath.

Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.” That is the only way your destiny ends differently from your mother's. From your grandmother's." He paused. "Take the position. Climb from there. The higher you go, the closer you get to his world. He is the only one capable of helping you carry what you were born carrying. I don't want to lose you." Elena's jaw tightened. His words had found something r

“Let’s kick some Olympus ass!” All the imps, witches, goblins, gnomes, along with every other type of mythical creature that existed ran towards the Olympus soldiers. They came together with a clash. Magic dust, fire, and water was all around me. Boulders were being lifted by nothing but magic and were sent flying as far as the eye could see. Waves of water rose up from the dry earth and washed away a large group of olympus soldiers. Then the fire imps were set lose to play. I found myself having the time of my life. “How does it feel to finally be a god, Ryder?” Hades asked me.

"Those were her last words before Ferou and Drake's wolves were ripped apart and out of them. The wolves' souls ascended towards the heaven where they returned home to our Goddess to be reborn. Hope, with no hesitation, set the two Alphas ablaze. Their screams were haunting until there was nothing but ashes that scattered through the wind. Ferou and Drake are forgotten; cursed to wander and suffer for eternity without the light of the Goddess, just as they made the conscious decision to forget about her." "The war, of course, stopped. And the Goddess' last words were her warning; that should they ever repeat the tragedy of the war, they shall suffer the same fate as Ferou and Drake. And that

No one understood the words. No one has been able to interrupt the final curse till date. The skies opened. Lightning struck the trees. The earth shook. And just like that, the Moon vanished from the world. Some say she died beneath that tree. Some say she returned to the sky, watching everything from above. But the curse she left behind never faded. Every Alpha since then has died before their fortieth birthday. Every generation, brothers kill each other for the title. And no one, not even the strongest among them has been able to escape the fate she spoke into the soil.

The pull—not from beneath, but above. The sky split open again, silver bleeding into red. And through it came a sound I hadn’t heard since before the fall. A howl. Low. Endless. Divine. The kind that didn’t belong to wolves. Julian’s voice was a whisper. "What is that?" I lifted my head slowly. "A god remembering it’s hungry." The horizon flickered. Behind the silver clouds, something vast was moving—a presence the size of mountains, dragging light with every breath. The old gods were not dead after all. They were simply waiting for someone to call their name.

Three times. An omen call. Troy stood, scanning the horizon. “What now?” Daisy asked. Then she saw it — a figure descending the ridge, veiled in white and firelight, eyes glowing like twin suns. An emissary. Not mortal. Not kind. The gods were coming. And they were already watching. ******* The air trembled as the figure stepped closer. White robes billowed in a wind that seemed to exist only around her, a halo of fire clinging to her like molten silk. Elian’s golden eyes narrowed, unblinking, following the descent of something ancient, something deliberate.

She walked towards him like an elder about to impart some words of wisdom to a child. “Ok I’ll try my best not to interrupt you” he meant it this time “You better not" she inhaled deeply before she began “Where am from there are different beings that exists there, prominent and dominant among them are what you call gods, now they control everything that goes on that realm. They’re powerful,terrifying well some of them are but what I am trying to make known to you is that they stand above the others. Now among them is a separate race of beings called Anti-gods, they’re fewer in number but still they hold some authority. They’re what you may call police as they keep the gods in check to make s

"So you are trying to tell me that someone actually created us- the gods?" Fate scoffs. "Where exactly did you get this lie from." “Minerva is the queen of my children- the werewolves, she doesn’t tell lies, she’s a fey too remember.” The Moon Goddess’s eyes narrows immediately at the other gods in the room but particularly on Fate. “You know that so why deny what I am telling you.” The person she refers to scoffs at her.

I mind linked them. “This is what the chant for the spell is: ‘Blood of my Blood and Power of the Storm, Pull the Influence of this God from Gaia’s, Dimitri’s, and Elijah’s Soul and Mind, Block Zeus from any other form of Control over Gaia, Dimitri, and Elijah. Spirit, I call on you to protect these Gods and Goddess minds and souls from coming undone. Fire, I call on you to burn what remains of his power. Air, I call on you to blow away the webs. Earth, I call on you to keep these Gods and Goddess grounded. Water, I call on you to wash away their confusion.’ Does everyone think they can remember that?” I asked.