Gods Of War Book Novels & Stories

I wiped off imaginary dust from his suit and patted his cheeks. Walter’s beards felt coarse and prickly against my hand. Fuck! The man needed to shave his beards off. They are weapons if I must say! I smirked and turned around, walking away with my brothers beside me as we searched for a secluded place to discuss the pressing matters that had them worried. After a few minutes of searching for a random secluded place, away from ear-shots, I looked at Leonardo, urging him to speak up. “The Italian mafia are lurking in the dark.” He started, his jaw ticked again and his eyes burning with fury.

Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood and dropped to his knees. The entire crowd watching was stunned. Even Alfredo, Rupert, and Monty, who had already experienced Andrew's strength, felt cold sweat run down their backs as they watched the clash. Andrew had truly become a War God in every sense, and perhaps the only true War God in the entire Holtrien army. What was a War God? It referred to someone undefeated in battle. Jakob, the martial god from Divine Dragon Order, blurted out in disbelief, "Beyond Mortal! He has already stepped into the Beyond Mortal level, so that puts him on the same level as the three leaders."

Even the pungent stench of decay had crowned the day with a lingering nauseating grace, travelling the skies like an entourage of heavy soot. Buildings were left in ruins. Wailing and screams, chattering metal armours, and the resounding explosions of canons echoed in a flowing stream of rings. The World was in ruin; one would mistake it to be the end of the World. The War between the Ultiar gods: Ekron god of discord and darkness, and Vyorn goddess of Nature, had gone on for centuries. The mid 7000BC to 2000BC, felt the kind caresses of the sword and heavy form of magic.

Vepar “Just look at them sitting there all high and mighty,” I say. “I know. They think they are so special and so important.” My friend says. The two of us were sitting there watching the gods. They were all there drinking, eating, and relaxing as if nothing could touch them. They are so fucking self-absorbed and consider themselves above everyone else. It’s time that someone brought them down a few notches. Now to figure out how to bring them down. I looked at my friend, and I knew I couldn’t trust her with the idea brewing in my head. I needed people that thought like me. The twelve main gods had been in power now for 2000 years, and in that time, they had grown so arrogant. Th

Elijah explained. “What do you mean when you say “Whatever he can?” Michael asked leaning forward. “I mean he will use any creature he can get on his side. From any God Sect that will listen.” Elijah clarified. ***END FLASHBACK*** “So Uncle EJ is the Christian God?” Aria asked me. “That’s what he said.” I confirmed. “Do any of you stick to just one partner?” Aria asked the Gods and Goddess’ in the room. “When you’ve lived as long as we have it doesn’t really matter.” Chaos answered.

"Five days, Clara. We've barely spoken in five days." "I know. The whole house feels it. Even the staff are walking on eggshells." Clara glanced at her. "Do you miss him?" "Every day. Every hour." The admission came out quietly. "But missing him doesn't mean I trust him." "Fair enough." Giovanni's study was imposing as always—dark wood, leather furniture, walls lined with books and family history. Maps covered his massive desk, red marks indicating territories, blue for allies, black for contested zones.

With all the religion and beliefs coming differently from various countries and sectors, the question began to develop. Is there a God? Are gods real? People are torn between those who believe that their existence is real, and those who have little to no faith in the mythologies they deem as fairytale-like stories. The truth is, they are very much alive. Specifically speaking, the Greek gods are.

Sara wondered if she had said anything wrong as the man was looking at her with both his eyebrows raised, and if expressions could talk, then his would scream of how stupid her words were, nevertheless, she knew he wanted her to continue while she wanted her answers, and so she did. “And they did, until the seeds of evil started to grow in the hearts of the greedy and ungrateful ones, corrupting their souls, they wanted what was not theirs, and tried to obtain the power of the Gods through forbidden magic, they sullied the once peaceful paradise they shared with humans, stained it with the blood of the innocents, they killed and enslaved their brothers, the humans that is, and then they want

The God of war, Ares, was in the lead, creating bloodshed and destruction wherever he went. Within moments, the once silent battle ground was filled with loud roars. Clouds of dust hung around everywhere and everything was hazy in front of me. I stood still, watching everything without moving towards the demons. Adrian and I stood back to back, guarding each other as we watched the war raging around us.

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. 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.”