Lost Gods A Novel Novels & Stories

The people they once were lost in the wake of battle, the sky coated in the blood and ashes of the fallen. Elika glanced down at the ancient book in her hands; it was the only recorded history of the days before the war. The real truth of how this life came to pass, a past that Elika longed for with all her heart. Maybe it was foolish of her to dream of such a life, of peace, but it was all she had ever wished for. A time when she could live with the knowledge that her people are safe and happy, when she no longer had to look over her shoulder in fear that when she turned 16 her father would call her to fight in the senseless war. Killing and destroying the citizens of hell along with her br

"You've been gone so long, I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to have a real friend." Hera's smile is twinged with a sadness that is beyond anything I've ever seen before, her lips pressed together in a straight line of melancholy. I pause, lowering the heavy leather bound book in my hands for a moment to study her. "What about the other Gods?" I ask after a moment, my curiosity gnawing at me unrelentingly as I gazed at the Goddess.

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

Brian had saved every single milestone. I placed the phone where I had found it, sank to the floor, and let my tears fall silently. Five years ago, Olivia had shown up at our wedding, heavily pregnant. Brian had dragged her away, returning hours later covered in blood. He had collapsed before me, tightly gripping my hands. "Lena, I'm sorry I made a stupid mistake. But rest assured, I've taken care of her. She'll never appear in our lives again. Please, just give me one more chance."

I whispered, now knowing she was somehow tied to Jarnja's theft of Freida's heart, and my own old flame, Yolanda, was now my guardian spirit, bound to Mother Freida too. I stood with help from my sheath, darkening as I knew I must deliver the message of Eleleth's reincarnation and supplantation of Yis'rael's Latinate High Priest in Judecca. But first… my two loves and I had to cross the Seething Sea to Vidagol, land of the dead… and meet our fate in the court of Loki's daughter Hela, at a council of the Gods. I cursed, biting back tears, and I bit into a piece of hardtack I had carried on my hunt. The stale taste from Germania, so old it had hardened to near stone, that I almost chipped my t

“Do you know why they whisper my name even centuries after the blood wars ended?” he purred, dragging the serrated edge of the hook across Caelum’s ribs, careful not to pierce too deep. “Because I perfected the art of unmaking a man without granting him release. Because I made kings beg to be slaughtered rather than endure another hour in my hands. Because when I burned a nation, there was not even ash left for the widows to scatter.” Caelum’s voice cracked, raw from pain, but Velis only smiled—eyes half-lidded, intoxicated by each ragged gasp.

POV. Alexander I run out of the cafeteria doors after my mate. But once I reached the woods I couldn't smell her any longer, it's like she just disappeared into thin air. "I need more wolf's in the woods right fucking now. My mate is missing and I want her back NOW!!" I mind link to my entire pack with my Alpha command. It felt like we were out in the woods all day but it had only been hours. When I had almost given up hope I saw her at the edge of the woods by a big tree talking to none other than, Jaxson Shadow the Alpha of The Shadow pack.

(Alexander The God of Absolute powers Pov) (Warning this chapter can be considered offense. This is a dark novels book and some scenes are needed to tell Mazaya's story. If certain things offend you just skip to the last paragraph when you hit that part.last paragraph is Important for the story.)

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

But I ignored her reaction and continued, "We raised you all the way to this point. When that group of Rogues who were hunting you showed up at our doorstep, I was the one who stood in front of you and took a poisoned claw strike for you. "Even till now, I still have the scar on my back from it." Ivy's expression grew increasingly darker, and her coffee cup trembled slightly in her hand. "Maya, what are you trying to say by bringing all this up today?" "I don't mean anything by it. I just wanted to say that we werewolves, value loyalty and gratitude above all. Otherwise, we're no different from those mindless Rogues. Without your conscience, all you have will be repaid in full by the Moon Go