Juvenile Medical God Novels & Stories

Her eyes still carried the lingering fear of almost losing me. The room fell quiet for a moment. Joyce popped another piece of an apple into my mouth. "All right, all right. The patient needs his rest. The rest of you can get out. I'll take care of Sebastian." Lily frowned. "I'm his godmother." My fifth godmother looked even more offended. "And what exactly is that supposed to mean? I'm his godmother too." My sixth godmother raised the insulated food container in her hand. "I brought soup. The rest of you came empty-handed. How are you even arguing with me?"

I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse accept mine, I'm the one who made My own universe I'm special I am not like my younger sisters and younger brother and not like my brother and father because I have the power to copy all the Omni skills like creative destructi

Something about potions. Were those the drugs that she has been hearing lately? Though, those usually come with a very fanatic con artist. “I did but it only close superficial wounds, she was barely breathing when I was done with her.” “Then what does this means?” “I’m not too sure but maybe the Goddess Muria had blessed her?” The uncle and Oji-san all seemed taken aback by the doctor’s words yet all Evy could think about was that now they were on the topic of a goddess.

"I'm not that kind of God." "You!" Her bony finger shaking, she points at me, "You're an heir; you heal him." " I...I...I" I stutter, the words unable to leave my mouth. There's nothing I can do to help my cousin; I haven't the ability to heal him, my powers only aid. I feel anguish wash over my body, anguish that's not just my own, and then I hear a faint female voice screaming in the distance, "BECKETT NO!"

If there were third or fourth-grade pills, that meant that the third or fourth-grade spirited grass existed. If that was the case, where were these spirited grass? Spirited grass or pills like that would likely cause a person of the true god status to combust with energy. This meant that the legends of the ultimate god status may very well be true. “That’s right. My father said that the third and fourth-grade pills exist which means that the ultimate god status might be real.”

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?”

Izan squeezed my hand, so I swallowed hard. “What does that mean?” I asked Bloom calmly. “The children of gods tend to be larger babies than human or supernatural babies,” Bloom explained. “They're miniature gods, so they're as big as they can be and as strong as their aura allows. And I think the baby is taking a lot more energy from you because it's acting like a little god.” “That's—” “Terrifying,” said doctor Leo. “The baby could kill Selene if that's true.”

He hadn't come because he was breaking under the pressure. He had come because he was a perfect leader facing an unprecedented variable, and he was consulting his elders before he walked his people into the dark. "You need an expeditionary protocol," I said. "I need the one hundred and fourteenth type," Elias said. "The Outlander." I looked out over the valley. The founding ground was a machine built to heal the internal trauma of a specific species. We had perfected the cure for our own disease. But we had never considered that there might be other diseases, or other cures, across the water.

I’ve been to the girls’ apartment a million times. Summer and her crew—Chris, Fati, JoJo—are some of the best friends I’ve ever had. My family’s lived in this area with them our whole lives. Their mom, Meredith, is the main oracle of the Goddess, and my parents are demi-gods. We’re legacy kids, born from the wolves who ended the war and rebuilt the world.

I shook my head, “No. The Goddess told me we will have a minimum of five.” Heather gasped, “Mom! Are you sure you will be able to handle it with your medical issues?” I smiled, “This is the Goddess’ plan for us. I will always follow her path for us. There are good reasons for each of them to be born, although I don’t know what they are yet.” Isaac added, “Besides, you know we love raising children. We had so much fun with you, Blaine and Lena.”