Lost Gods A Novel Novels & Stories

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I - The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 8: Memories That Were Never Mine. ​The chaos of the courtyard fell away, replaced by the heavy, echoing quiet of the isolation cells where the temple guards had dragged her. The iron door had slammed shut with a deafening, final clang, leaving her in a pitch-black tomb beneath the temple floor. Nysera sat in the dark, her knees pressed tightly against her chest, shivering as the damp chill of the stone seeped through her thin tunic. But the physical cold was nothing compared to the fire in her mind; her soul reeled from the sudden, catastrophic awakening of her true divinity.

“And how the Hell do you not know your own name? Amnesia? “ Leonardo asks, only to receive a shrug as a response from the other. He huffs and turns away. It became clear to him that Goldie only knows a few words, and is possibly suffering from memory loss. A proper conversation between them wouldn’t last long. They continue to venture throughout the empty roads, making sure to dodge cars or any other vehicle. By the time the sky has started to lighten up, the two approach the gates of a subdivision. one of the guards immediately notices Leonardo and made a bit of a ruckus. Alerted by their reaction, Goldie’s eyes slowly glowed yellow. Before he could approach the guards, an arm stretches ou

Vessels, puppets, I the hands of the true Gods, the four first-generation Gods, who roamed the world and ruled it, while they, the second generation God, where never allowed to leave the center island. It was but a bug beautiful prison decorated with illusions, Nov thought, as he slowly lost interest in anything, even her, Lin, the woman he was so madly in love with at first, the one he thought he was the luckiest man on earth as he was going to spend a happily ever after with her, oy that the happily ever after wasn’t happy.

“Well, Lady Elowyn, what knowledge do you seek? That was a long, long list. There was so much I didn’t know, I needed an exit sign, some Wi-Fi, to see my actual face. I wanted to know how I got here and how I could get the hell out. Instead, I said, “Anything about the Moon Goddess, or about… I don’t know… other worlds.” Her eyes flickered with something too fast to read, before she turned towards the shelf to place the book in its space, hiding behind a mask of professional cool. “Other worlds? Well you won’t find it in this book. This is written in Old Lupine. Half the Alphas can’t read it. What exactly are you looking for? Anything specific?” I winced. “Forget I said that. Just anything a

[conversation between (K) Klara and (G) Grayson] G- hi? K- um hey? She said more like question, yes sister i know you are confused G- I know we got on bad start sister, i am sorry, i was just afraid of losing you , you know we both were closest and you always used to play with me but when you were kidnapped i shut down people because i didn't wanted to see heartbreak again, so i am so sister. I didnt dare to look up at her, i know she won't believe me but what she did next shocked me .

Those who didn't give up on me, you were the reason I didn't give up either. To those wondering what is to come next, allow me to let you know what you can expect... There are still 3 novella spin-offs to be released before we dive into the second half of The Gods' Saga, Runaway Empress (which is already serialising on Ream) - the prequel about Mei's parents, Dark Vocation - Manon's story, and Valor, Verve, and Virtue - Cole and Andromeda's story. The spin-offs are all under 70k words, so they shouldn't take anywhere near as long to complete.

Kanati nods and speaks to Kamama, who translates: “When we returned to the Land of Ever Summer, all the souls of the fallen were gone. As were the gods who should’ve been there.” “And all the gods in the 13th Heaven,” Huitzilopochtli adds. Kanati speaks again. Kamama continues: “We searched across other homelands. There was… no one.” “What do you mean, no one?” Nora asks, her eyes narrowing. “Just that,” Huitzilopochtli replies. “There were literally no other gods or goddesses anywhere. They vanished. And they left everything behind.”

CHAPTER 123: THE STILLBIRTH OF A GOD The "Lagos-grit" had taught me that the hardest thing to kill isn’t a man, or a monster, or even a god—it’s the hope you didn’t know you were still holding. As I collapsed onto the freezing, bio-polymer floor of the Vault, my world didn't just go dark. It shattered.

He gave another long sigh, stroked his beard and went back to the issue, saying, "The last Annihilation Times should have come 7,000 years ago during the last cultivators' era, but for some unknown reason, the Annihilation was solved. There was no record about that at all. If it did come this time, every creature on this planet would perish. I'm afraid those superior Immortals in the Violet Manor could barely save themselves, not to mention saving us Rogue Immortals in this Human World. It's a shame that we have sent so many excellent disciples there all these years." The woman stood with both hands on her back, turned around and looked at the sky, saying, "It sounds reasonable. That's why w

I feel the shift take over and find myself standing in Hetty's form before a confused and embarrassed Carla. "You fix this by undoing it Carla. I can't contact Hetty. You've separated us, but I'm still here. You can't get rid of me, so let us go back to how we were." "Honour? Why are you in Hetty's form? Where is she?" "You tell me! You've messed with our balance and now we can't hear each other and are all mixed up." They've messed with things that no one really understands. Only the goddess knows. "Put. Us. Back."