Gods Stories Novels & Stories

“Well, an angel taught us Supernatural History, based on the curriculum their king wanted us to learn. It included everything from when the earth was formed from Chaos to the Great Divide.” Griff shook his head. “We didn’t learn about this on the Isle of Wight.” I ignored the fact he’d just admitted to me that he hadn’t really come from New Mesopotamia and continued. “Up until about two thousand years ago, the gods had their own realms and ruled over specific parts of the world. One of them became very powerful and created a natural disaster that tore apart all his competitors.” “Which one?” Griff asked. “He doesn’t have a name.”

“The gods are scared of what they can’t control. That’s why you were bound in the first place.” “I wish they would just leave me the hell alone. I had no intention of ever interacting with them until one day that piece of shit Thomas showed up and tried to kill me. I had never drained anyone or anything before that day. I almost killed him. I didn’t even know I could do that. I also took his water moving power. I still can’t believe it.” “See, only Gods can do things like that, and not all gods. I mean, only gods like Zeus.”

It's something he can't think of. Afterwards, firebirds related that thousands of years ago the gods came into this small world. At that time one of the gods took an egg from the world of the gods and placed it in a part of the forest that was near the cave where the ritual calling took place. The egg was blessed by the god and was given the duty of accompanying and ministering to the successors of the gods at the time of birth. The egg will hatch in a month before the successor of the gods is summoned, and firebird fills it.

The three Pillar Gods in question were the God of Knowledge, the God of War, and the God of Healing, while the Goddess was Ayja, the three-eyed Goddess who created the world and humans. Harriet turned to the altar and saw another statue behind Ayja. It was a statue of a tall man with long hair. “Oh,” seeing Harriet staring silently at the statue of the tall man behind the statue of Ayja, Reverend Derek tried to explain, “In our belief, isn't there one more god recorded in the scriptures?” Harriet nodded. The god standing behind Ayja was the main God worshipped in the Palace Church, the God who created the Dragons… the Great God Andrius.

He was also my personal project so I took it as a personal issue to deal with him. That was when he decided to start insulting me. He told me that my god was a joke. And that he was just like a petulant child that got jealous. I had no idea what he was talking about and I only took it as the ramblings of a man who’s mind was about to break. But then he started telling me a story. The story was actually able to catch my interest from the beginning. It was a story of two gods. One was the great god of the sun, Sol, and the other god was the heathen god of unholy creatures.

So I plopped down on the bed, letting myself relax my tense muscles, even though my mind kept telling me that this was all just a nightmare and when I would wake up, I would still be inside my house, beaten half to death by my own father and Cameron and his friends would just go back to being high school bullies that were just mean people and not animals. “How about I tell you a story instead?” I looked up at Sarah then, watching her with narrowed eyes as she gave me a concerned look. She went to the opposite side of the room and sat down on a chair placed near the open window. The moon was almost full outside the window and I was actually startled at just how big it looked from here. “What

ERA OF GODS When Olodumare created the earth, he created powers, and named them according to their functions, one in the wild, he call Olu Igbo, one in the stone, he called Okuta, there were many of them, but there was one who was given so much power, and in male and female they were made, these gods were called, Eji and Arakangudu, the female was Eji, the bringer of rain, and Arakongudu, the bringer of lightning and thunder, they were husband and wife, first of gods, to give birth to children, and many were their children, but there was a set of twins, named Odo and Ina, and this story is about them, when they had grew up, the two goddess were allowed to go form their own path in life, the

The cover reads 'Legend of the gods. Curiously, I flipped open the first page while still standing at the top of the ladder and I read. 'long ago, before any being was created on earth, the three powerful gods rule the earth. There was the sun god Helios; creator of light and master of the day. Selene the moon goddess who created the moon. Mistress of the night and Mother of all living creatures in the world. She created the supernatural creatures and also the humans. Then last of all is Khaos, known as the legendary beast. He was the least of all gods and the moon goddess put him in charge of taking care of her children on earth so there would be peace among all. The moon goddess gave him a

“I understand it’s too much to take at once, to imagine that everything you have known about your history and present is not the complete truth, that the world is more than what you imagined. I think we need to start from the beginning. You need to know how we werewolves came to be. The FIRST WEREWOLF. “ Wow!! Just one, I thought, ‘blessed ones’ were in the plural. So, it all started with just one person? But I do not have time to clarify as Avo narrates the story of the first werewolf. “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 wh

I didn't believe in the old gods. But Roxanna had. Her memories and things she'd given to Gabriel to store in the Tombs, helped me start to believe the stories. Before the Goddess, before the Realms were split in three: The Earthen, Fey and Under. There were the Five Gods. Humans had tales of them throughout history as legends and fables. They shared the world, allowing their lines to bleed into each other without restraint. There was no time of peace.