Gods Of War Book Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Made perfect sense, but I was also confused. “If he isn’t the beta, does that mean you have two betas?” I inquired because I was confused. A pack only had an Alpha, A beta and sometimes A gamma, who was the head warrior in most cases, but not all. I had never heard of one with two betas.

" The thunderous roar drained the color from the faces of Velda and every Mercer Group employee present. She tried to step forward and explain, but I raised my hand and cut her off. "Save it. You lost the right to speak to us the moment you let Jude dig up my parents' graves." Gunthar walked up to me and swept the red cloth off the plaque, revealing the bold, gliding words dancing across the wood. "Sword of the nation, guardian of the people." "Company, attention! Render salute to the First-Class Meritorious Hero of Talon Unit, Callan Wright!"

Every glowing red book on Serith’s bookshelf represented the Serithian wars that had been fought over all these centuries. Blank pages and words that wrote our accursed fates to lift a curse ages old. Sixty wars were written by sixty different Messiahs and Saints, but the rest six were for us to write. Every pale book between the red books were the records of a time period that existed between two Serithian wars. My sixth war ended today, the sixty-sixth book should end today. I walked beside Zephyr, who was peering at the sixty-sixth book. It was opened at its last blank page, but words weren’t appearing on it.

But right before everyone’s eyes, he evaporated. Nothing can kill a god. Nothing was supposed to kill a god. However, the blazing fire, under King Alaric’s command evaporated a god. It was a bad omen and it came calling the rest of the gods. A heavenly war ensued in a world that has been at peace for ages. King Alaric ended up evaporating two more gods and the fight didn’t end until the Almighty intervened.

I would like to thank all of you who stuck with me through this series of books, and even those of you who have only read this book (or just two of the three). It has taken me a year to work through all three books, but I was determined to do my best to end the series on a sweet note. If you enjoyed this book and haven't read the other two in the series, please check out Under the Pale Moon (book 1) and Under the Blue Moon (book 2). Both are here on GN.

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.”

“In the beginning when the realms were divided the gods ruled through balance. Creation and destruction, life and decay and the Aeschylus of them held their place. I was born of war and my purpose was to protect the human world from what lurked beyond it." He looked back at me and his eyes held a deep hurt as he continued, "But power twists when it is used for too long and I began to crave battle for the sake of the power. When the gods of decay sought to unmake what we had build I met them not as a guardian but as a conqueror." He smiled bitterly and said, "The war burned for centuries and when it ended there was nothing left for me to protect. So they stripped me of my place and cast me do

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.

He said, “A God will come to the world and all the living creatures will be plunged into an abyss of misery!” “A God?” Tyr was shocked. “You will understand the concept in time. There are five books of wonders in this world," Maxime explained after taking a deep breath. “They came to the world through the luck of the heavens and the earth. You only need four books, since you already have The Song of the Empire. It is said that if you collect all five books, you can become a God.” “A God? Do you mean Demigod instead of God?” Tyr’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

We ran together through the carnage. Thunder rippled above us as the rain fell harder, stinging my eyes and impeding my footfalls on the slickened ground. All around us, wolves from Grandbay and Eastpeak clashed with wolves from Dalesbloom and the insidious Inkscale dragons. Catrina tore into my packmate Philip. Oslo was locked in battle with David. Aislin and Niko savaged Lothair, and even Everett had joined the fray, holding two dragons at bay alongside three Mythguard humans.