Ice Gods Novels & Stories

he paused with excitement as he set to go through it, he sat on the chair in his study and lit the wooden torch on the wall. (The gods and goddesses were divine pure spirit, the goddess of air, the goddess kasha (Earth) Naruto the god of the sun, Nymiway the goddess of water, Tiamat the goddess of fire and there came the little devil Magna, the god of pure darkness. He was later banished and he becomes Magnus the god of darkness and lord of demons, full of hate for his older siblings' Creation. He tried to lay ruins in their realm and bring misfortune to their children, that was when the siblings' feud started, the other gods join heads together and banish him to a realm created out of his m

Eician risked a peek up at him only to get caught by bright gold eyes observing him. “I feel like it would be rude to swear by an omega god’s name,” Trace quipped, and Eician nodded at him, feeling oddly shy and flustered after Dyllen’s gaze. “I- it is,” he confirmed. “Orun i- isn’t just the alpha god. He’s the g- god of war, honour, strength, and the like. Amrin the omega is the deity of family, health, and home. T- that’s why it’s rude to use Amrin’s name to swear.”

She gently picked up my hand and held it in hers, squeezing softly as a man dressed entirely in shades of blue and green entered the room with a peacock feather mask. “That gentleman there is Phantasus.” she whispered to me. I remained by her as she pointed out Icelus dressed in a white suit with an ornamental golden sword at his side, Hypnos dressed in what looked like a bath robe, Hades and his doting wife Persephone dressed in matching outfits and carrying identical staffs, Thanatos (god of peaceful death) lingering close to Hypnos and Nyx who seemed as if she was dressed entirely in mist. “I wasn’t aware there would be so many gods and goddesses here.” I whispered back to Rosla, a bit se

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

Azrael mirrored the satyr’s movements, only it was Rosalind in his arms, her movements fluid and graceful in a way all immortals were. I slinked closer, keeping to the back of the crowd where many of the sprites raced to and from the kitchens, refilling platters and enchanted goblets. Many faces I recognized, though I’d never had a reason or opportunity to converse with them. Aspen, God of the Seasons, waltzed by with two of his spawn in tow. Aviva, the lovely Goddess of Spring with her lilac gown full of blossoming flowers, and her brother Theros, God of Summer, whose tunic and breeches matched that of his sibling. I was able to spot the other two within the crowd of dancers. Rowen, God of

Scoffing she spoke, "Hello, Lord. I see you brought your pet witches." Standing up on her feet, Griffin faced Willow and both of their eyes were producing fire...the urge to have revenge or hatred was strong enough.

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

He got to live without it, always following him like a shadow. "Exactly." I nodded, finishing my drink. "You aren't looking at it the same way as I am, Androkles." he sighed. "And how are you looking at it?" I cocked an eyebrow. "Born of lightning, we know that part is referring to being the son of Nikos." He began his breakdown. "A destroyer emerges. That could just be speaking that you would become Ares. As God of War, he is often seen as a destroyer." He pointed out that I'm finding it hard to argue with the logic.

Sienna did not even blink, and she said expressionlessly, “Come. I’ll be standing here. You can beat me; it’d be better if you beat me to death.” Sienna’s father was the legendary God of War, who was a hero that once stood at the top of the world to defend his family and nation! It was not this eccentric scumbag who was blinded and could not even distinguish between right and wrong! He was not worthy! Sienna had riled Keegan, and his whip was about to fall. At this moment, a clear and low voice suddenly came from the door. This voice was attractive and pleasant, but it was also oppressive and sinister at the same time—

The fountain will pour out water as clear as crystal and the broken glass doors will mend themselves standing tall. The overgrown garden will turn into a beautiful piece of heaven with butterflies flying around the colorful flowers. "Gullon see aati hai Mehak aisi Khabar shehar ko hojati hai aamad e bahar ki" my head snapped to the source of voice but I found no one. The voice of this male was dominating, strong and deep like that of a powerful man. (The scent flows through the garden as such That's the whole town gets the new of spring's arrival)