Gods Twitter Novels & Stories

He smirked and looked back at me. “Get dressed. We will wait in here. When you are ready come out and talk to us.” He shut the door behind him. I took a deep breath. What the hell is going on? Two fucking full-blooded gods are in my apartment. Not just any gods my gods the goddess of the moon the mother of all werewolves and Lycans, Selene. Typhon was also here the god of the dragons, one of the strongest gods there is.

The gods exchanged glances before Emperor Stavros explained. “The fourth refers to Emperor Tapia, creator of the Wyrmscale Source. The fifth is Xyloria Taichu, who fashioned the Forty-Ninth Heaven, while the sixth is Yaretzi, originator of sound in Haleth Realm. The seventh, eighth, and ninth signify the gods responsible for time, virtue, and space. They are Mackenzie Zelda, the God of Time, Yelizaveta Zenobia, the God of Virtue, and Maurice Garret, the God of Space. “The tenth refers to three gods credited with creating fate, directions, and fortune. They are Luka Stan, the God of Fate, Joelle Xayden, the God of Directions, and Yoko Quetzal, the God of Fortune.”

“The honor must have astounded you.” “I managed to come through it unscathed,” I said, my smile fixed. “Are you sure about that?” the other one asked. “I read the tweet, you know.” “Which tweet would that be?” “You don’t know?” She seemed appalled. I shrugged. “I keep up with I*******m, mostly.” My thoughts went to that article about the hunt. “Oh, but you’re all the rage,” the one on the left said. She pulled a phone out of her purse without spilling a drop of her Brandy Alexander. She scrolled for a moment, then read aloud, “A human goddess-mother? What’s next? A monkey Oracle?”

“Tell me about the gods and goddesses, Alaric.” “Well, there were twelve gods and goddesses, I killed three and you killed one, leaving them with eight. There is Ramiel, god of thunder, Haziah, god of Ice, Selene, goddess of Love, Azura, goddess of water, Hades, god of the underworld, Alinta, goddess of flame, Aron, god of Hate and Noel, god of Earth.”

I continue all while Cara remains silent. Being the God of life and fertility, Cara is granted the ability to speak with the Lord of the heavens directly, and not just in a dream like it is for the rest of us. Cara is one of the ten Gods in creation who can meet the Lord of creations, and even if she is only able to ask on behalf of Odell, she also knows the Lord of creation would never agree to such, and let's say he does, there would be an aftermath worse than it all, because as he has said,

You found him on Twitter and added him on Messenger? Linux was merely someone with foreign ancestry, so why would he be using Twitter and Messenger? Nathan played cool, but warned, "Okay. But better watch out for online scams. Only locals use Twitter and Messenger and foreigners seldom use them. It's even rare to see a foreigner use both Twitter and Messenger."

com/CBFEftSGcp I was surprised that the last tweet I read had 654.8k retweets and 893.6k favorites. "Love?" I pulled my head up and saw Landon standing by the threshold, looking remorseful with a bottle of Budweiser in his hand. Has Landon seen the stuff on Twitter?

As if something inside me started to burst. ‘Did you enjoy that fun life you had? You waste so much time already…’ That voice started to ring a bell in my head. The owner of that voice… there was no doubt it was him. Godar, a god of time and stars. Laughter was again heard. It was… really him. This place is something that has gods and goddesses. Although their interaction with the mortals is limited, they can still give or offer mortals something. Just like how Brother Clad can manipulate the elements of Earth.

"It multiplies gaze without priest. It wounds gods." Haley swallowed. "I use it for product links too." The goddess considered this. "Products are minor idols." "Honestly, yes." Katherine's voice came through comms, controlled and sharp. "Identify yourself and state your claim." The goddess turned her head toward the hidden camera as if looking straight through Sterling Tower to Katherine. "Names are hooks," she said. Priya Nair, in the press room, whispered, "She is not wrong." Katherine did not blink. "Then choose what we may call you for this proceeding."

he says, forgoing any kind of greeting. “Good afternoon, Mason. You know I can’t set that up easily,” Toby, one of Deacon's fathers responds from behind the desk. It's odd to see him there rather than Deacon. “Someone calling himself Cornelius Grey has just shifted on live television in the human realm and announced himself as their new God, and us as the enemy. I’m sure that warrants a visit,” Mason retorts and Toby’s eyes go wide.