Gods And Omens Novels & Stories

'Gods, monsters and whatever comes with them. Babi smiled at the naïve and simple-minded words. It was a promise that seemed to have all they needed and yet lacked everything. He nodded gallantly. "I give my word; I swear in the name of the great creator and of the divine mother. You will be safe from Gods, monsters and everything they bring, although," he looked at the window, the crack widening as the hail pounded it relentlessly. "Some caution must be upon you." "Of course, I..."

A geometric omen were originated in Southern land, I have never heard or seen one but had know just a bit of information on what they do and their work from my grandmother. From my grandmother I have also heard that many had consider them as evil in certain town which had lead them to migrate and content school and their studies in remotely, there was also a special school of thought which used to advocate the theory of Dark and White energy and five elements which was called ‘Master of Omens’, however the last thing I have heard on this omens were that they had faced some wrath of some Evil king who then had them descending to other place.

“This goes several millennia ago when humans first came to be. Apart from animals and your flora and fauna, the earth was also inhibited by beings called the ‘Old Gods‘.“ “Old Gods?“ “Yes, the old Gods, or what mythology calls the Titans & Olympians. You have surely heard of them, Zeus, Poseidon, Ares, and the list goes on. These Old Gods were deities of unique elements that represent nature and life, like Poseidon was the God of Sea, Ares was the God of War, and of course, Zeus was the chief deity amongst them, the God of Sky and the atmosphere.“ My head is going to burst. I can’t believe we are talking about Gods & Goddesses. I want to believe Avo, but can this all be true? But one look at

Nyx asked like I had any idea of what was happening. “I don't know, but I can take a wild guess.” I growled, getting off the bed. It was already 9AM. I wore my battle clothes, and Jephta's voice came in through the mind link. “Alpha…” he said. “What's going on, Jephta?” I asked. “The goddesses and their armies are coming, and this time, they're coming with a very full force,” Jephta said. “Why do I get the feeling that that's not all?” Nyx asked.

“I have to convince Ulgar to sponsor another reconnaissance along the border. I do not believe that all the creatures took and evaporated. They have gone somewhere. They left in a very orderly manner, Andy. I assume someone is growing them. -But why? - To get an army, of course. Strong and dangerous, - the green eyes of the witch sparkled. “Your people are not afraid of mages for nothing. This is one of ours leading a crowd of creatures. Someone decided to swear allegiance to the dark god in order to gain power. - Dark? Endy gasped. “But his fans are burned at the stake!” "That's not the highest price the Reaper's followers pay, trust me." Marisa's face darkened. He devours their souls. And

The fiendish war had raged on since long before Elika was born, neither side showing compassion. The battles raged on through the centuries untamed and savage, no side allowing quarter. The deaths were heinous and unprincipled; those who died would not rest silently. Their sinful battle would continue onward, the souls forever locked in limbo where they would endure the tortures of death lingering on their monstrous souls. Not many remember the true beginning of the impure and putrid war, the centuries moulding and bending it into only myth. Those who do remember the beginning speak not of the times of peace, when all mystical beings lived together, when the gods worked as one to preserve an

“Disaster disasters is about to strike. Be prepared, a blood bath is about to come. The gods have obscured everything but there is just one thing clear. Death is coming.” The seer stood up from his seated position, his eyes turning and becoming normal. Peering into the secrets of the heavens was becoming more and more troublesome. This was especially more ever since the savior was born. The gods did not want to give a clue as to what was to happen. The only way to be safe, was to walk hand in hand with the savior.”

Although she seems very old she is still strong and very knowledgeable. I just nodded at her words. But there is a doubt in my heart. I don't know if I can help bring peace back to this world. What can an ordinary woman with no powers like me do to help restore the peace in this world? So I don't know if I believe what Old Remi said that I am the reincarnation of Sabina who is a goddess in this world.

Not even a single word. The words settled over the great hall like Odin’s wrath itself had descended upon it. A ripple of unease swept through the great hall. Several wolves lowered their eyes, while others instinctively touched the Moon Goddess’s pendants hanging around their necks, as if to shield themselves from the omen Marek’s words had summoned. No one in Blackthorn prayed to the old gods anymore… at least not out loud. Even speaking the All-Father’s name in conversation was enough to make seasoned warriors uneasy.

The fire has burned low in the room and the city is dark outside the window and somewhere in the merchant quarter a man with a scar is making his way through the streets toward wherever Caelan receives reports at the eleventh hour of the night. And in Riven's rooms the Goddess of Fate and the God of Sovereignty are sitting across from each other working out how to take apart something built to harm her by turning it into something that calls them both. "Show me," I say. He holds out his hand. Not for me to take. Just open. Palm up. An offering, not a demand. The God of Sovereignty showing the Goddess of Fate what his domain feels like from the inside. I put my hand over his without touching