Inevitable Road To Divinity Novels & Stories

The ritual bowl at her feet pulsed gently, reminiscent of a heartbeat. The blood within no longer flowed like a liquid. It was beginning to stir. She murmured the ancient words, from a tongue older than any scripture, and the blood began to take shape—first a circle, then the mark of flame. A name ignited in her mind. Adrianna. The final soul. The daughter of Giovanni Moretti.

Once we finish our Initiation, we are giving a new name aside from the number we were given on the day we were recruited. Out of the 5 recruited each year, only 1 becomes a GHOST. The devil himself. The type you would send to wipe out a whole city without batting an eye for the innocents within. Born to never show weakness, to never miss a target, to never make a mistake and most of all, to never turn our back on Hexagon. A defense system to make sure they had all their assets in check. Rob Anderson is an asset, a Ghost before he rose higher in ranks and became a Baron, there are many like him, some were ghosts just like himself, now given high ranked works and a team at his disposal and oth

When I thought that I wasn’t going to be able to take anymore that’s when we heard the door opening up to Legion and Levi. “Angel, we’re going to need to talk to you on what just happened and I’m hoping that you can explain it further to us on how you got involved with the Burning Devils MC.” “No, I don’t want to talk about them.” I can’t believe this is happening to me. Am I needing to run from them again or is Pyro finally going to get what he wants? I’m not thinking that they were going to help me in this. “Well, are you then wanting to return to the Burning Devils?”

I’ve done a lot of unforgivable things in my life, but I have decided to commit the most sinful act today. I chose to die in front of her because I wanted her face to be the last thing my eyes could ever witness before I’m taken to hell. There’s no way somebody like me would go to heaven. My sins outweigh my good deeds, so hell is my eternal destiny, but before going there I made up my mind that I want to steal a little bit of heaven.

"I do. I just struggle to believe it." "Look at me Ezra. Please." He did as I asked, so I continued before I lost the nerve to say what needed to be said. "You and I were connected together by a goddess. She laid out a path for us that it seems most others choose to take and thrive on. You and I didn't take that path. We've walked so far down another that the old path is gone, and it's too far away to ever get back to. That doesn't mean that we don't deserve happiness Ezra. It doesn't mean that there aren't other paths for us to walk down. Paths that we get to choose for ourselves as individuals. We can't be the only ones out there that haven't finalized the mate bond. Your uncle told me tha

Hajin— the life force of god that is present all around the planet. It is found in the oxygen that we breathe, the minerals found on the earth, and it is sensitive to thoughts and emotions that they can blend into them. Sliver of god— A part of god's power that he gave to alchemists when he was dying. Every thousand years, a god dies and it has to choose another person to pass his power. However, the current god, Croven, saw this as a distasteful, ineffective, and lonely job. So he decided to divide his power to the wise people whom he trusted, who would later become the Alchemists.

She would remain. Heath was introduced to each Horseman at the end of the meeting that night. He learned that he was now called a Revelations Soldier. He was handed a Bylaws and Beliefs Bible and a handful of instructional pamphlets on making preparations for surviving the Apocalypse. His mind raced. His excitement grew. His curiosity peaked. Could any of the ideas thrown around the room that night actually be based on any factual reality? Heath was a logical, relational thinker. He had to PROVE theory before he could believe it as reality. Somehow though, the idea of a finite limit to the seemingly endless and pointless life of man energized Heath. He wanted to believe in it's truth value.

But his voice was quite stern and I could hear him clearly. “I’m standing right in front of the room of that girl, Sir. She is an orphan and a commoner”. “I’ve told you millions of times that I don’t need commoners. Yes, I did ask you to find red-eyed vampires and bring them on our side but I didn’t mean that you could bring commoners. I know that they are of divine blood too but they are too weak and if they are weak that means they are also weak in their relationship with the Goddess”, said the hooded guy

Matt corrected himself. Eyes turning towards Matt, Elijah asked, "What did you want to say?" "Um.. nothing... Actually, I saw the news about... Umm, your divorce," Matt replied nervously. "And I just want to know... Why would you choose to go back after such..." "Humiliation?" "Umm... Yes." After taking a huge bite of the last piece of his sandwich, Elijah wiped the crumbles off his fingers before answering. "Redemption and Revenge. Those two can make a man relive his worst nightmare just so he can find himself again."

The old Taoist priest was helpless, and he shook his head and said, “It’s useless even if you break the lottery. Destiny is destiny; it cannot be changed.” Destiny is destiny; it cannot be changed. Who said that it could not be changed? Harry suddenly laughed out loud and threw the scraps of wood in his hand on the ground. The tone of his voice was casual, but it was filled with a hint of evil and dominance that could not be ignored. “If God does not show mercy on her, I’ll show mercy to her. “If God does not bless her, I’ll bless her. “As long as I’m here, the words misery and helplessness would never apply to her.”