Gods Of Ice Novels & Stories

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

The creature is larger than the mountains, the faces of the many Gods looking down at the army below. “Crush them all!” The Gods declare.

“Does every slave get one?” “No.” His voice dropped. “Only the ones I want to keep alive.” She met his eyes — really met them — and for the first time, she saw something unexpected: Not fire. Not ice. Not cruelty. But a man holding everything inside. “I understand,” she whispered. He nodded once, turned, and walked away. But as he left, Elara felt it. Something between them was shifting. Not love — not yet. But something deeper than obedience. Something neither of them was ready to name.

He had no inkling that a new Alpha had taken over the territory. And Brandon intended to take over much more than just the ice delivery. Ever the silent guardian, Brandon grabbed a fresh glass and poured chilled water over the ice cubes. He kicked off his shoes as he approached the bed, coming up behind Lyon with a single ice cube held between his fingers. "Mm. Thank you," Lyon purred, still staring at the city lights as Brandon reached around him to offer the glass. He sipped with his usual elegance at first, then drank with a visible greed until the glass was empty. "God. That is extraordinary."

I slowly sat on the white sand and watched the lady still standing to where I left her. I am waiting anxiously by the shore. Did my plan work? Christ! This is killing me. My heart is pounding really fast! I couldn't stand waiting for her like this! I swear I was praying then, she moved towards the seashore, towards me. Thank God! I did it! What a relief! She stood directly in front of me. I raised my head to face her and with that I smirked. " What can I do for you, goddess?” Oh yes! It's true! She's a beauty! She must be Venus if she was ever real. "Oh, shut up! Stop making fun of me will you?!" she mumbled pouting her lips like a baby before sitting right beside me. I could feel my heart

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

Also when she asked Liam to hire a trustworthy mercenary, Liam brought people from the Antarcticite Clan to help instead. "How do you know them again?" asked Harriet quietly. Liam just smiled and didn't answer. Harriet then sighed and felt a little relieved. Perhaps Liam's trip to the Ice Mountains in the North yielded unexpected results–and they were called the Sun God and the Moon Goddess. "For now, you'd better go back to the Ice Mountains," said Harriet with a gentle smile. She remembered the movements of these muscular men of far greater height than the Lycans. The 'Giants' with long white hair and beards jumped over the roofs of buildings causing cracks and damage to the buildings they

Several big fissures appeared in the heavens as the evil gods descended on Earth. The Blood God, the God of Destruction, the Cold Lord, the Flame God, the Earth God, the Tornado God, the God of Bloodlust, and the Snake God—all eight evil gods had descended upon Earth at the same time. Wilbur summoned the broken pieces of the Light Armor from the Fire Dragon Ring. The pieces radiated a white glow as they hovered in mid-air, and Wilbur quickly used his mind to put them together before wearing the Light Armor on his body. "Hahaha!"

I infused the ice with my silver, turning the entire mountain into a massive, volatile battery. The ground began to tilt. The Great Hall, a masterpiece of carved cedar and ancient ice, groaned as its pillars turned to silver and shattered under their own weight. The massive Sun-mirrors, the source of Fenris’s power, began to vibrate until they cracked. The concentrated light they held didn't just dissipate, it was absorbed into the silver mist I was exhaling. I stood up, the silver light pouring out of my eyes and mouth, my three tails manifesting in a blinding display of incandescent power. I wasn't a wolf. I was a goddess of the frost.

Chase sliced right into the ice dragon's core like he was slicing up a block of cheese. "That's incredible!" Barry was an expert swordsman, and he could not help exclaiming. "That's not bad, but how did Chase do it with such ease?" Eason wondered. He had basic knowledge of formations and blade techniques. The ice dragon was a powerful creation that was formed by combining Snow Reflecting Mountain Villa's blade technique and formation. It was a potent enemy in Nether Heaven and martial god kings. They were in second heaven, and its power was suppressed by the Divine Order. However, an ordinary stage-nine major martial god was still not a match against it. Chase was a stage-nine major martial