Hand Of God Series Novels & Stories

"I'll say it again. Where's the bigshot in the family? You're just a small fry, pal. Get out of my face." Just then, an elderly man in a black robe leaped through the air above the crowd and landed in front of Logan. Wesley shivered. This was the man who had harmed his bodyguards and abducted his family! The old man glared at Logan. "I am Godhand. I observed your skills. You're quite adept, young man. Unfortunately for you, the Ushers have their own fighters—" He never finished his sentence. A dagger had been thrust into his throat. Just like that, Godhand was close to meeting his maker.

William corrected. The man who still earned the nickname "The Strongest God of War" didn't like the idea of people misunderstanding Riley. He still wanted his son to be known as one of those soldiers who wouldn't kill his opponent. That would make him a prouder father. According to him, the mistakes he had made in the past should not be made by Riley. He was once known as the "God of Death" because of his great killing ability, but then he turned into a general who was able to defeat enemies without killing them.

"Keep a low profile. It really has taken it out of me to keep the Moon from noticing your absence. It would really do me well if you kept to yourself." Damon speaks as he pulls something out of the breast of his jacket. It's a book, bound beautifully, covered in swirls of silvery patterns. When he extends it to me, I notice what it is. It's the Moon Goddess book. I've been desperate to get this off Shinee and Damon for some time now. Each time it's been right in my hands and then torn away, so to finally hold it against my fingertips is a blessing. Perhaps Damon is giving this to me on behalf of Shinee, who drugged me with a truth serum, which in return, I would receive the book for.

"Something's wrong!" Gideon's heart tightened. This time, the vision was different from what he had seen before. The difference was that a black hand seemed to have torn through the sky, reaching for the divine being atop the mountain's peak. The divine being struck back. The nine suns merged into one as the being released a single, earth-shattering punch. Just like that, the black hand shattered, and the vision vanished. Gideon's mind surged with turbulence. "A black hand? That wasn't in the vision before! Could it be… The stronger my Solar Titan Physique becomes, the more of the vision I can see?"

"Then I'll send them straight to your homes." One of them was the child beggar from the viral video. The other was the Molotov attacker whom Black Garuda had captured. Arka grabbed one of the boys by the hand and forced the camera to focus on his palm. Thick calluses covered the base of his thumb and his knuckles. "Does this... look like the hand of a small child?" The impact was immediate. The comments began to change. "Calluses like that...?" "I'm a former soldier. Those are the hands of someone who's handled weapons."

‘Tohya… Ren… Please be alright. Yuri winced as a sharp stab of pain shot through her right arm, and she looked down only to see white bone sticking out of the skin of her elbow. Blood was flowing freely down the many injuries on her arm, courtesy of the numerous sword slashes dealt to her by her opponent – the man who had called himself ‘God’. Yuri cursed silently to herself. ‘Damn… My right arm’s all messed up. I can’t use it.’ She then moved her left hand which was shaking slightly, grabbing her gun by her foot before turning to face ‘God’.

all over the shore. Theo puked some blood, as his body was in pain when the beast slam, cause inside the stream was some tiny rock, making Theo's back hurt and gaining some internal injuries. Not wanting to give up. Theo strangle the beast so hard, that the beast roll his body and got up to do the same thing he did just now. Noticing the beast was about to do, Theo clutch his one hand to the fur of the beast the other hand at the knife that was stuck at eyes of beast. he push the knife, so hard deep inside, until it reach the brain of beast. killing the beast once for all.

Amazing to the top, amazing talent, this is one-of-a-kind, it is clearly the unsurpassed lineage of a disciple as a cultivator. The palm of the hand rushed to scream the angelic demon god, in an instant eliminate the noble and the majestic, the strange and sharp, and replaced it with the depth and the devil. Deep but fierce and dense with ghosts, his left hand is surrounded by deep purple color, the square inch in the middle, are all tu la ghosts. With a thud of delight, Tadhg Walter's hand, gently pressed against the blade's spine. The Asura God of War, the most unique strategy of the Asura royal family, is the ultimate battle lineage of the Demon Spirit.

I'd ruined my right hand saving my mafia husband, Vincent. For three years, I couldn't create. And I just found out it was all a trap—one he'd set for me, to protect his true love, Sophia. "The procedure was a success. Mrs. Torrino's nerve damage has almost fully healed." Leaning against the cool hallway wall outside my husband’s study, I heard the voice of our private physician, Dr. Martinez. My heart hammered against my ribs. Three years.

'Make me confess with your hand inside me. He chuckled darkly, two fingers plunging in without preamble, thick and insistent, stretching my walls. I cried out, gripping the desk's edges as he pumped them deep, curling to stroke that sensitive spot inside. His thumb circled my clit, rough and unyielding, while his other hand slapped my breast, the fleshy mound jiggling from the impact. 'Pray, Maureen. Tell God how much you love being finger-fucked by your priest.'