Gods Of Combat Novels & Stories

I nodded and moved away as Ryder and Ares faced off. **Ryder** The fucker wiped at the corner of his mouth. I was ready to end him. He knew I could. I could smell his fear. I had forgotten one thing though. Ares is the God of war, and he commands an army. He raised his palms at his sides. The ground shook as an army that was blessed by the gods started to fall from the sky. “Let’s see how you hold up against the soldiers of Olympus, kid.” Ares spoke.

Tristan Mercer is the commander—otherwise known as the Alpha—of Drovenia's premier special forces unit, codenamed the Fenrir unit. After retiring from the army, he goes undercover into civilian life to repay the debt he owes Claire Grayson for saving his life. He hides his past and marries into the Grayson family as a live-in son-in-law, becoming Claire's househusband. For five long years, even though Claire is sharp-tongued and cruel, Tristan swallows his pride and cooks and cleans without complaint. He tells himself he's doing this to repay Claire. Then their daughter, Ruby Grayson, suffers a sudden heart attack. While the doctors try and fail to save her, Claire is off taking care of h

He yearned for the Demigod’s realm, which was the world’s top combat power. “The Demigods are almighty,” he explained. “They are capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas. The war between Demigods is comparable to that between Gods. They are impervious to any external force. Not even a sniper rifle and a rocket launcher can break through their aura.

They had done what no army, no weapon, no magic could achieve: they had turned love into the ultimate weapon, a force that annihilated evil itself. Jaiyana allowed herself a moment to breathe, feeling the dawn warmth on her skin and the fierce heartbeat of her companion beneath her. This was the crescendo she had fought for, the final victory she had earned. The morning light glinted off the Chakram, Vajra Spear, Trident, and her pendant, a signal to the world: the goddess and her tiger were unstoppable.

The celestial soldiers on either side also charged forward with their long spears. My eyes turned cold. With a flick of my wrist, I performed a casual flourish with my sword. The soldiers at the very front froze. The next moment, their bodies were ripped apart like paper, not even a wisp of their souls left to escape. The entire platform fell silent before the assembled gods erupted into an uproar. Shen Xiu, aghast, brandished the celestial sword he had just been awarded and stabbed straight for my heart. I stood my ground, neither dodging nor flinching, and met his attack with a swing of my own.

"Or.... or you could just behave for a minute of your irritating life." Miaka bowed her head in defeat. "Please let us stay," she begged as sweetly as her form would let her. "I want to stay. Please?" After a lomg time his colour became white, then transparent. He was gone. "Great!" she declared, turning to her three new friends: A god of the elves, a god of technology and a teenage healer. 'What a team!' she thought. If the first game was still active, they could certainly join the war and win.

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

For the lean season, the Clan of Gnomus also grew fruits, vegetables and nuts, and stored teas, spices, oils and medicinal herbs. The gods didn’t turn a deaf ear to the pleas of those who remained faithful. They were angered by the hubris of the dragons and took it upon themselves to restore order to the world. In their infinite wisdom, the gods knew that the Salamanders, faithful servants to their dragon masters, were too powerful for any half-hearted alliance to bring down, so the gods sponsored a competition of martial arts skills called the Gold Lotus Tournament (Kinren Budokai).

“Shouldn’t Madaline have returned by now? What’s taking so long?!” Back at the platform, the gods were amazed. The fight was on a different level than the one they watched earlier. Two of the most powerful gods going head to head without fear. The first weapon they used, they had both broken them even though they were items not built to break. They were fighting solely with magic, causing all forms of natural disasters. The sky began to darken all around the world, alarming the mortals.

The combined power of the seven werewolf god destroyers was nothing short of overwhelming, a force capable of shaking the very foundations of the world. With a roar that echoed across the barren landscape, the seven werewolf god destroyers charged into battle, their fangs bared and claws extended. Kai, despite his initial hesitation, steeled his resolve and met their charge with unwavering determination. The clash of titans ensued, a spectacle of raw power and unyielding spirit.