I M God Novels & Stories

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on. I'm a descendant of a god, right? so, I don't have to keep my promise to the demon!" ***

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

Madonna said, making me look at her in puzzlement. "Do you think it was the God who had to turn your lives upside down? Do you think there are so many gods? We are not gods, son. We surely are called one because we are your only medium to reach out to him. We are like managers for him. Just like you kings are the assistant managers for us.

And there’s no need to guess who's going to do it. He takes a single step closer “You must think me evil, I’m not. My father was the evil one, he hid me away because he thought me weak, so I proved him wrong. All I want to do is help our species evolve.” how he is able to sound so reasonable spitting out such delusions. “The goddess created us! You have no right to contradict Selena. Or to kill innocents.” I’m fuming now. “I have made us stronger” he growls “Wolfsbane cannot weaken us, silver cannot kill us, I have done better than even Selena” He spreads his hands “I am a God, and with you by my side, I will share the gift of immortality”

he stepped forward before he continued, “ when we shift.“ I didn't think my frown could grow any deeper on my forehead but it did so I reached to rub it. My mom couldn't have made a deal with a kid years ago, it didn't make any sense. Unless my thoughts pieced things together as I gently massaged my forehead. My gaze trailer to Khalid who stood in the room, alive, and to everyone else. I gasped, dropping my palm to my mouth. “You're immortal?“ “Well that took away the point of the climax,” Tyler perked up with a playful shrug.

Amari asked scrunching her face and reaching over to check her phone. "It says if any man be in Christ , he's a new creature, old things have passed away behold all things are become new." Aunt Marie said nodding her head and smiling. "You said in your prayer last night when I came back that God should let me find happiness in him and peace." "Yes." "I'm heavy on the word peace." Amari sniffles "and I opened to a page in the Bible, Genesis, God is Almighty and powerful and then I prayed after and I felt that peace."

Kian said emphasizing the word we. "Different how?" his mate, asked confused. "Ijus said that, I'm immortal." Kaleb's mind went blank. "Of course, he's a demigod. He's as good as the deities." he thought. He felt sad realizing something. "That means, we can't be to- "We can." Kaleb looked at him. "We are one, remember?" Then it hit him. "FUCK!" He suddenly stands up and starts pacing back and forth. It's making Kian worried.

“Aaagh! Why are immortals so frigging complicated?” “Would you rather we fit neatly into little mortal boxes?” He spoke in a falsetto: “Hello, boys and girls! My name's Satan! I'm the Prince of Darkness and Evil Incarnate. That nice old man over there with a white beard is God. He's your Father, and if you don't believe in him, you'll burn in Hell forever. I'll torture you and roast you up good until your flesh melts on my teeth. Doesn't that sound wonderful? And look over there, at that dead man on a cross- it's Jesus. His Father killed him so he could die for your sins.”