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

He has become a completely different god altogether. Michiall, the playful, vibrant, and extremely curious god of games and mischief has turned into Dorchadais – the literal god of Darkness, wielder of one of the most fundamental forms of energy. But in order for him to be free, the chains need to be fully broken. And because of the lesser amount of dark energy on the middle plane, he also needs a vessel to act as his conduit and bring more darkness to Meanach. Once he has turned Meanach into an annex of Iochtarach, he can then ascend and become powerful enough to face the other gods once again.

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!

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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

At the center of the sanctum stood the marrow god, a towering, grotesque entity of ice, bone, and shadow, its form a shifting mass of jagged ice shards and skeletal fragments, held together by tendrils of dark magic, its body nearly twenty feet tall, its limbs long and sinewy, ending in claws of sharpened bone, its torso a mass of cracked ice, veins of obsidian running through it like black lightning, a glowing blue core pulsing at its center, the source of its power, its face a hollow skull of ice, its eye sockets burning with a fierce blue light, its mouth a gaping maw of jagged bone, a low, guttural roar echoing from its depths, the air around it shimmering with a frigid mist, the ground

Nixer noticed the change of colour of her eyes and she somehow transfers some power to him, only with her eyes and unexpectedly the colour of his transits into a purple one. "Lord Nathan is dead...now you can rule the kingdom of Thralia." She informed him and he asked, "What about you?" "I am going to stay undercover for some time...inform me when all is under control…" with that she whooshed her hood in the air and she disappeared. "I tied her up!" Willow spoke before she disappeared in thin air, leaving the light spray of water on the ground. Willow, Siren and Chapelle were the sea witches, they can control all the matters regarding sea and ice.

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