Monster Gods Novels & Stories

In the legend, a great war several thousand years ago had killed off the last of the beasts, along with the dragons and fae and the lesser gods and godlings, those children born of gods and shifters. The beasts and their beautiful wings were gone, their myths lost to time. Their history shrouded in speculation and disbelief. The Moon Goddess, according to the book, had two beasts. While they perished in the great war of the gods long, long ago, some of her temples still bear the likeness of them lying at her feet, without their wings of course, to this day. Two wolves with eyes made of moonstone wrapped themselves around her legs at the temple we’d visited only yesterday. I’d noticed them, f

he was like a God that what everyone thought when seeing him a handsome guy like him was rarely seen among wolves only fox were so beautiful but the difference is that they had a feeling of seductive even if they are just looking at you. 'I wonder if I have a mate I mean I didn't even shift no mate would like me as their mates' apart from thinking of his failure in shifting sometimes his thoughts fall on his mate he didn't Know what kind of a mate moon Goddness would bless him with or maybe he will have no mate just like he didn't shift or maybe he will have one but can not obtain her just rejected , fifteen minutes had passed and Barbie was back with a roasted big meat she gave it to his so

A black wolf with golden paws, white strips on his tail, and blue skylight eyes. ‘’Bring it on’’ he growls at the guards. Everyone knew better than to fight with the god of war. He was the war god and the best in the land, ‘’come on if you want your sacrifice so much then you will have to go through me to get it, nothing more” Damon was not only daring be scary as well. Prince Philip transforms, his wolf is dark and scary with bloodshot red eyes, white fur, and dark spots. He is the few blessed with red eyes, which Is not very common within the clan.

“At the beginning of time, there was Mother Sky and Father Earth. They were the first of their kind and they looked over the world with great pride and interest. They were the creations of the imagination of the humans, and they soon created children in their image; Moon Goddess Selene, who became the Mother of all wolf shifters, also commonly called werewolves. Sun Goddess Solaris, who became the Mother of all Foxes, who’s temper was as fiery as the Goddess they represent. Emelda, the Goddess of Magic and those who wield it; faes, witches, warlocks and destiny borns, and lastly Ashari, the Mother of Shadows and all things walking in them.” Emelda takes a deep breath. I know we are hearing s

I whispered inside Carla. There had only ever been one white wolf in werewolf history. Carla. The realization hit me like a blow. “Carla,” I breathed. “Are you the legendary healer?” “Yes,” she answered through the mind link. “And you were never meant to be ordinary.” “Never meant to be ordinary?” I scoffed before I could stop myself. “Ordinary is far from it. I was forsaken.” “That is not true,” she said calmly. “The Goddess never forsakes her children. It is the evil and greed of wolves that makes it seem so.”

he says grimly. Elder Mave, whose voice I’ve only ever heard in riddles and warnings, speaks with the clarity of thunder. “The Boundless Ones,” she says, tapping her clawed finger against a faded glyph, “are not myths. They were gods. Creators but they were stripped of balance and banished from the cycle of death. Not dead, they are just dreaming.” Ezra leans forward, arms braced. “Then the red moon…” “Is their turning key.”

Kevin answered, “do you remember the ones I’m talking about? Do you know the stories?” “Yes I do. But they are just old bedtime stories.” Alex shook his head. The old Gods didn’t exist. They were just night time stories told to children. The only Goddess was the Moon Goddess. The one who destined each werewolf with their destiny and their mate. Surely this Kevin and his father couldn't be serious.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

The gods and goddesses are more powerful but because of the kindness of the ancestor of the vampires Vlademort Domenico to the gods and goddesses, the world of vampires has been empowered to call them the strongest and highest creatures in the world of Ambrogio. Deitas is the most beautiful in the world of Ambrogio. Because the life of the gods and goddesses is abundant, they are also beautiful where they keep every crop in their territory vibrant. From the little things in that place is powerful and holy. This kingdom is ruled by a couple of gods and goddesses.

There's no fear in him, and it's like provoking her more. Her breath becomes heavier, and soon enough, a shill holder dominates the whole realm. All village, all kingdoms, heard her cry of agony. Audra looks at Donovan once again, before they all disappear in a heavy mist of ice and fire. "In this realm, we are the so-called monsters. But now, I pity you, for the real one has just been awakened."