Holy Idol Novels & Stories

"You don't have an evil aura on you. Hadith won't like the Sun Sacred Trees. He won't like the Heart of the God of War either. They are useless to him." Chu Xun was slightly stunned. "So that's how it is. Hadith is the Pluto God, a filthy thing. The Sun Sacred Trees and the Heart of the God of War are both holy things. Hadith has never liked them." "Can't I take them back and stuff them in the toilet?" Athena frowned slightly. A trace of anger appeared on her holy and calm face.

Andrea said and Chris looked back at the idol. “I don’t know where did I get this from but… I just know I put this there. It may be merely a showpiece, but I feel a connection with this.” He said and Andrea turned to him. “It's not just a showpiece. It’s a statue of an Indian deity. He is very famous in India, there is a big temple in India for him.” Andrea said and suddenly something clicked to Chris, and he knitted his brows while staring at the idol with his hands on either side of his pant pockets.

The procession came out in full swing. Archer and Clarissa were told to knees in front of an idol, and then, they would have to raise that idol to the moon while praising the moon goddess for the diverse blessings that had been given to them. It was an amazing feat and very fetish. Clarissa was not sure what she was doing. It was so strange that all these were going on, and she was trying to make sure that she got it right. It was important to her, though she didn’t really get all this drama.

Ellis could tell. There was nothing she could do to prove that her babies were just that… “There’s something else…” He switched feed again. It was a priest talking about the blasphemy of taking a human female for a goddess. “They are calling themselves the Purists and the movement grows bigger by the hour.”

Chloe stood there trembling, her face messy, ass glowing red, and cum running down her leg. "Pull your shorts up," he said calmly. She bent down and tugged them over her hips. The fabric pressed the cum against her skin. It felt warm and wet inside her shorts now. "Go back to your room," Damien told her. "Clean up quietly. Say nothing about this to anyone. If you do, those videos go public. Understand?" Chloe nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, Mr. Voss." She turned and walked to the door on shaky legs. Her ass burned with every step.

"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."

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

There was a flicker of sorrow in her voice. I cocked my head to the side, my eyes roving over her face as I tried to place where I’ve seen her. Nothing comes to mind. “Sorry,” I said at last, “But I don’t know who you are.” “Madonna Hollow,” she said softly. Her voice was gentle, yet it carried power. Deep and undeniable power. “One of the High Priestesses. They crowned you as one… over twelve years ago.” Madonna Hollow. Even if I can’t remember her, the Hollow name was in every page of Magic’s history.

Finally, I turn to the North, “Istanu, storm winds which split open the land, I summon thee! IM -SI-SA!” I take in a breath and pray that my goddess hears me, “Mummu Tiamat Muallidat Gimrisun. Ummu Ubur Patlqat Kalama. Hear Thy Names. Thalatth-Omoroca-Tauthe-Mummu Tiamat

As Jonas explained, Cesar quickly realized this and frowned. “But what does this have to do with this mecha lifeform?” Jonas smiled and said, “As far as you know, has anyone achieved the holy tier through mechas?” “Of course not!” Cesar said without hesitation. However, Jonas looked at him thoughtfully and said calmly, “Someone who has been a teacher for a lifetime became a holy being in an instant. Someone wrote an article and received the blessing to become a holy being. Others became holy beings through killing. In this world, there has never been a fixed route to reach the holy tier.