Jesus Demigod Book Novels & Stories

“If you don’t mind my asking, who’s your divine ancestor?” “My father was a demigod. The last few of those died out almost twenty years ago now, and his father was none other than Zeus. My mother was a descendant of Athena and Ares, an interesting mixture to be sure. No, I don’t have any special . . . powers, I guess you could call them, but I have noticed some personality traits and interests of mine that line up with what my ancestors represented.” “You said the last few of those? What do you mean?” James asked.

demon:- that who is me, listen to me I have to tell you so much James:- tell me about her, why she is with you. demon:- I found her in the game she helps me and she risks her life for me, and because of me she is in this condition, she reminds me of my mother so she has a special place in my heart. Jamie:- that great you find someone so is my sister-in-law. demon:- don't say like this thanks for realising my true self I am like a child, not t adult because adults are no fun, I am grateful you are my sister first, take me to where you have kept the book, it that book get stolen this world will collapse.

“Yes. Paragon, my brother Elysium, and I are all literate. My uncle Apollo taught us about a thousand years ago. We learned to read Greek, Olde English, and Sanskrit. Mostly poetic shit since Uncle Apollo is the God of Poetry.” “He says about a thousand years ago? Paragon, Elysium… that’s his brother, and him.” I talk while he is explaining himself. I pause when I realize what he just said. “Apollo? Something about being related? Slow down, Z. Greek, English, and Sanskrit? Bro, you’re related to Apollo? Sick.” “Like I said.” Paragon huffs at Lucas. “Alexiares and Anicetus are sons of Hercules. They are demigods. Zion and Elysium are their wolves. Zeus is their grandfather; ergo Apollo is the

, he said and he quickly turned off his phone. My tears still streaming down my face. I wiped it with the back of my palm. I took my laptop inside my bag. I put it on my study table near the window. I rolled up the blinds just to exposed my room to the brightness of the sunrays. I sat and begun to type and browse about the vampire thing. I type the words Demon hunter and when I clicked the enter the same name appeared on the laptop screen. " Alexis Demitri ". I click the name and I saw his biography. He's the only one who's in a young age of ten, caught and killed a wild boar in their town. He's known to be one of the demon hunter who's still active and available anytime. He's father is Vict

I blinked my eyes severally before saying "What are you insinuating?" "Elsa. This book was produced 400years ago by us for parents. And only the holy family (king and Queen) can open it. So, there's no way. I can open it. But the question is. what would your mom or my dad be doing with this? For years now. This book has not been open by anyone. Not even Arians mom. Except a sealed human with the holy blood or a demigod with extraordinary powers. And I don't think any exist. So, right now this book is useless." he said and I was speechless again. After which I said

Aaron's lips curved into a ghost of a smile when he felt the demigod. It was time. The shrouded demigod roared a sound that shattered trees and sundered stones. His eyes raged like two infernos of blood, locked onto them. A hand the size of a mountain reached down, clawed fingers dripping with black fire, aiming to crush them where they stood. Ophelia and Aaron moved as soon as his shadow touched the ground. Gold-white light glowed from the duo, cutting through the red haze. Channeling magic from the depths of the earth, Ophelia hurled it forward. A tidal wave of silver fire that roared like a star. It clashed against the demigod's descending hand, the impact shaking the land, forcing him to

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

(Sebastian POV) After watching the wounds heal up on her back and she was finally asleep. That's when I decide to go to the packs library with Seth. We needed to go through all the supernatural books that my family was able to collect through their lives. I need to know more to find out about my beautiful mate. As I was going through all the books that I didn't realize that five hours have gone by in a blink of an eye. We went through most of all the books not finding anything that will tell me about my baby girl. I then thought about the book of the gods and goddess, but as I look through the other books, but I didn't see that book.

Travis; his Religious Studies lecturer, that had sent the letter to him but one thing was certain; He was going to face the devil in two weeks. I JUST WANT TO MAKE IT CLEAR HERE THAT THE ‘MACROCOSMIC ORDER’ IS A WORK OF FICTION; JUST LIKE OTHER PARTS OF THIS BOOK. IF OUT OF CURIOSITY YOU GO TO GOOGLE TO SEARCH FOR IT, YOU'LL DEFINITELY FIND SOMETHING DIFFERENT. With Love, Stephen. ❤️

So he carefully picked his words and settled to tell her just the basics. "You must have heard the rumors that I am a demigod myself," she nodded. It was something Strukus had said in passing when they had gone to watch the play. "There is no proof of my birth resulting from an affair between a randy god and a helpless human so most of my life people think I'm delusional, I see things, hear things, and...there are other qualities about me that makes me half god but without proof of my birth, I am just another human possessed of demons. Every year when the play troupe moves I am given a year to receive medications and purifications." "But how can you be sure you're a demigod?"