Libidinous God Novels & Stories

Adam let out a sad laugh. "I am now unfavored as you are. I don't have the means nor powers to protect myself from your kind. And besides, I live in this body's unconsciousness. Though I have the knowledge of the heavens. He himself has no knowledge of it as I do. So it is easier for him to be deceived." "What a sad fate," Lilibeth said mockingly. "Do you still hope that your God will forgive you?" "I am not worthy of his forgiveness. But I am hoping for that day to come. So that all of my children and their children would be free from all these sufferings."

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

Edward/Dagon shouted from above. Richard/Amon screamed a challenge at the Elemental Gods. Suddenly, vines sprang up and grabbed onto his arms. Richard/ Amon burnt them off, but four more appeared and grabbed onto his body. Every time he got free, double the vines appeared. They were dragging him down to the ground. Thick ones covering his body, stopping from even wiggling. Ice was starting to cover the vines, making it even more difficult to move or burn them off. “How dare you!” Amon/Richard screamed, “I am a direct descendent of the Demon of Destruction !” “Oh,” said Nerida amused, “That would be impressive, except that we are the Gods of Creation. We banished your Father to the abyss. You

She was no longer the soft young woman whose eyes had once been full of him. She was a formidable attorney who gave no ground in court. Remote, untouchable, and without mercy. He had thought Caroline still hated Celia. Only now did he realize it had simply been armor she had built in order to survive. Julian drained the last of his red wine. The liquor burned down his throat, and his chest twisted with pain. Exhausted, he collapsed to the floor. He imagined that if he had not weighted the oracle blocks, if he had chosen the woman who once loved him to the bone...

The air—or whatever passed for air here—buzzed with impossible energy, vibrating in rhythm with the artefact’s pulsing shards. “You shouldn’t be here,” the god’s voice thundered, resonating in every corner of Riven’s mind. “Mortal, boy, and wretch… You trespass in a domain older than your world. You seek to bend what cannot be bent.” Riven squared his shoulders. “I don’t seek to bend anything. I seek to stop the destruction you’re about to unleash.” The god’s laughter was a rolling, low rumble, shaking the very void. “Stop? Mortal… You do not understand. You cannot stop what is. You can only endure or be unmade.”

* *Vision: Him lifting Luna, spinning her as she laughed, her hands actually grasping his solid shoulders. *Vision: Sarah hugging her brother, not light passing through light but flesh embracing flesh.* "Stop," Dimitri commanded, but his light dimmed with longing. "*Why stop truth?*" the goddess whispered from paradox space. "*These aren't fantasies—they're memories of what was, previews of what could be again.*" Through divine Luna's perception, we saw his essence wavering. Light could illuminate or blind, reveal or deceive. The goddess was using his own nature against him, making him see too clearly what he missed.

The cover reads 'Legend of the gods. Curiously, I flipped open the first page while still standing at the top of the ladder and I read. 'long ago, before any being was created on earth, the three powerful gods rule the earth. There was the sun god Helios; creator of light and master of the day. Selene the moon goddess who created the moon. Mistress of the night and Mother of all living creatures in the world. She created the supernatural creatures and also the humans. Then last of all is Khaos, known as the legendary beast. He was the least of all gods and the moon goddess put him in charge of taking care of her children on earth so there would be peace among all. The moon goddess gave him a

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

No one understood the words. No one has been able to interrupt the final curse till date. The skies opened. Lightning struck the trees. The earth shook. And just like that, the Moon vanished from the world. Some say she died beneath that tree. Some say she returned to the sky, watching everything from above. But the curse she left behind never faded. Every Alpha since then has died before their fortieth birthday. Every generation, brothers kill each other for the title. And no one, not even the strongest among them has been able to escape the fate she spoke into the soil.

“Now it all makes sense... You are the god of chaos.” “At your service,” the god said and bowed mockingly. “Your father is the god of chaos?” asked Connor in disbelief. “He's not my father,” Nadine said firmly. “He's just a man who got my mother pregnant when he thought he needed to descend from his paradise to taste the common life of supernaturals. Or am I mistaken?” The chaos god's eyes went black, and Nadine growled in warning. At that moment I knew it would all go to hell in a second.