Gunmetal Gods Novels & Stories

I scream, swinging my weapons again in an attempt to connect with his dark flesh. “Not this time Aodh. You will not have her!” Kellen shouts coming in and laying a fast attack on the god. The deathly and ugly god cackles, stepping back from our attacks. To our horror two more arms unfold from under his armor. They too produce swords like magic. “Fuck,” I hear Kellen gasp, “This did not happen before.” The astonished tone of his voice only mirrored my thoughts as I watched the underworld god twist and rotate his swords, advancing toward us.

“After Prajapati fell, the gods placed their essence into weapons so their strength would endure in the mortal world. Shiva gave his trident. Vishnu, his spinning discus. Indra, the thunderbolt that splits the sky. Yama, the staff of judgment. Agni, the spear of fire. Varuna, the noose that binds both flesh and spirit. Kubera, his heavy mace. Even the light of Usha herself—the dawn that breaks darkness—was captured, so it might one day be wielded again. These are the weapons of Durga. It is believed that Durga is the embodiment of Usha and Masishasura is the embodiment of Prajapati. They were reincarnated and can come back again.” Kaelan lifted his gaze, eyes glinting with conviction. “Ne

"I am only here to help since I sensed the smell of blood. Forgive me if I have frightened you." Summoning his godly weapon, the thyrsus, would not guarantee his safety from the swiftness of a bow and arrow. Serious wounds and injury would do him no good, even if he's a god, for it'll require him ambrosia, the heavenly food of the gods, for him to recover.

It wasn’t a chuckle one let out because they found something funny but one a psychopath let out before a kill. “Mi Cíelo, the next time I see hands around you and they’re not mine, I’ll burn him alive.”

• Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality) • Dubious consent / non-consensual themes (coercion, power imbalances) • Obsession & possessiveness (stalking, toxic attachment, unhealthy control) • Graphic violence & gore (blood, injury, death, explicit descriptions) • Torture & pain infliction (psychological and physical torment) • Cults & rituals (dark family traditions, blood oaths, disturbing ceremonies) • Abuse & trauma (emotional, physical, sexual abuse) • Murder & death (brutal character deaths)

’ Thomas raised his hands and only sent him a word: perish. Just as Thomas was about to kill Calix, the ceiling suddenly opened up, and a massive metal cage was released. Thomas knew something was up, so he tried to run. But, to Thomas's surprise, a pair of “metal hands” materialized out of nowhere and gripped onto his ankles hard. The moment he broke free from the metal hands, the metal cage was already lowered down on him, trapping him in it. The God of War was now a trapped beast! Conley, who was watching the action from the control room, jumped with excitement.

"I knew you still loved me. We need to talk to the moon goddess about her sacred bonds, they brainwash peo-" A gasp leaves her lips as she staggers away from him. "Nathaniel?" Looking down at her chest, she sees a blade sticking out but it not just any blade, it's a starlight blade. A starlight blade is said to be the only thing strong enough to kill a god, though that is a myth. It can only harm a god but it's nothing that they can't heal, that doesn't mean they can heal it completely. "But why... You always keep your promises." She looks down at the blade digging deeper into her chest and back at Nathan.

Suddenly the artifact that looks like 4 black wooden poles rapidly roars thunder as it spits fire from the tip. Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang The rapidly thundering roar of the Anti cultivator quad heavy machine gun resounds within the capital. The bullet that had the power to nullify the spirit qi field of the cultivators made short work of the remaining cultivators turning them into swiss cheese within seconds.

And now, every single person drinking back in camp were willingly ingesting said poison, it’s telltale taste and burn masked by burn and bitter taste of the booze. Picking up the sidearms from each of the dead guards, I frowned when I saw that neither were loaded with silver bullets. The fact that they had any in camp made it obvious that they either had a rich benefactor, or they stole from someone incredibly wealthy. There was a small fortune in the supply tent in ammunition alone, which was a shame. I almost felt guilty when I tossed the first flaming bottle. In a matter of seconds, I ran around the edge of camp until I was within reach of the machine guns, and tossed the other two bottle

“Would you mind talking a little about the special weapons we have? My team has never even had the titanium bullets, so I am curious.” “Oh, yes.” Aaron smiled, thankful Lex had asked. He’d meant to mention some of the items they’d taken from Christian’s workshop. “Titanium is very dangerous. I know not all of you have used it before. As far as we know, the titanium bullets will allow anyone to kill anyone else, so the whole ‘Guardians can’t kill Hunters’ adage is wrong. You have to be careful where you’re aiming, especially considering we are basically positioned in a circle. We have recommended everyone bring a silver blade with them since sometimes that works better on the stronger Vampire