Mad God Novels & Stories

Being a slave, Madonna experienced all kinds of cruelty and a simple cursing doesn’t hurt at all. Veronica continued to shout. “You, bitch! I know you’re hiding something! The moment I will be out here, I will rip your head off your neck! Remember that!” But Madonna was out of her sight already, she was left in the cave alone. She was seething in anger. Surely the dark witch also had a weakness, just like all supernatural creatures, she too had something that would weaken her. Her own kryptonite. She gripped the metal bars around her palms and she gritted her teeth.

JOSH POV Seemingly to appear out of nowhere, a lovely woman is walking toward us from the far distance. She is quite tall, with deep ebony hair and sparkly silver eyes that shine in an inhuman way. Maddie stands from my lap and gives a little curtsy when the woman is closer. “Mother Goddess.” She greets the woman formally, and I use the moment to take another look at the shifter world’s revered deity.

“Kill the wolf,” “What?” Kieran grills. “Wait. He might not be full gone, maybe we can bring him back,” “There’s no cure for mad wolves, Kieran.” “You don’t know that-” “I do,” Alpha Dagon turns to him fully, his height towering over his son. “They have been mad wolves long before any of us was born. There hasn't been a cure then and there isn't a cure now. You can chant over them, lock them in chains for weeks, feed them roots, potion, everything you can imagine, nothing works. Once they lose control, they are as good as dead.”

She conceived and carried Maddox with that Vessel. Apparently, the only way to kill the Demacore army was to kill their Commander. It would kill the entire species. The problem was that it could only be accomplished by flooding the Commander with the blood and magic of a God, but the problem was that no God was able to directly destroy any other God’s creations. It would result in the God’s death that did it. Therefore, that was Maddox’s role in this upcoming war. He would be able to do it since his own mother was a Goddess. Her blood and some of her magic flowed through him. “Holy fucking hell. Yeah, Mom’s side of the family are Selene’s descendants, but you’re literally a Demigod. That’s f

I heard a small laugh, and my head turned to her instantly. It seemed my question had somehow strangely amused her. "Yes," she retorted. "You see, the male in my family only possesses that; I guess the one, the moon goddess, who believes the powers fit," explained Madison. I nodded. I wondered why he had to get it when he was so evil and cruel. "Can I ask why you asked that question?" asked Madison. My head lowered, wishing I hadn't. "His gigantic size and the strong wind that comes from his mouth when he growls angrily," I responded.

It was the beginning of something new. I was no longer someone’s wife or shadow. I was the Godmother of the mafia families, Xavier’s mother, Kane’s beloved, and most importantly, I was myself. A year later, in a port city in Eustona, someone spotted a familiar figure. The man was ragged, limping on one leg. When he looked up, his face was covered in scars and humiliation. It was James. He saw me and instantly looked away in terror, ducking into the crowd like a rat scurrying across the street.

Frodo was annoying as hell, but Gresso didn’t want him sent back to his sick mother in a body bag. Frodo used to hack into systems and hold them for ransom just to get money for his mother’s treatments. Gresso believed he was a good kid. He needed to live because his mother had nobody else to turn to and would die without him. The kid’s dire situation reminded him of his own situation with Trojan growing up. That must be why he had such a soft spot for the annoying little bastard.

One person. 'Madie!'

"You were supposed to be dead! How are you still alive? I saw the horde swallow you!" Wade looked just as shattered. He staggered back several steps, lost his balance, and crashed to the ground. Then, a foul, yellow stain spread rapidly down his pant leg. The camp commander turned deathly pale as his body quivered uncontrollably. Realizing disaster had arrived, he shouted in a stammering panic, "Guards! Guards! Arrest this traitor!" "I'd like to see any of you try." I ignored their terror and unleashed the full force of my Tier Seven abilities.

Darkness took over every part of me and I only woke when I felt relaxed. ‘’My lady’’ Madam Grace calls out to me as she springs to her feet. She was not the only one. The room had more than just the cook and her mate, from the far end I watched his back as his wolf tattoo took me deeper. His physic is indeed the best I have seen and may certainly see.