Myth Beyond Heaven Novels & Stories

"No. Father, I do not, I will not accept this arrangement. I do not see my future with this man. I can't !" Her father saw the frustration in his daughter's eyes. "Very Well then. Now go on" She stared at her father and walked out. The heavy thought of their decision stays on her mind all night. She could not sleep. Her legs pulled her out of her bed and she let them take her to the closed doors of her balcony. The moon was vibrant. Beautiful. But there was always something devilish about the nights in the Kingdom, due to that forest. When her eyes fell from the moon to the forest below her curiosity rose. The devil's forest as they said. She could see the dark black soil that started from t

“In the end, Heaven doesn’t want anyone to defy them, does it? That’s why they’re eliminated, but it’s truly ironic for humans who believe in the gods. It doesn’t matter; in the end, I will definitely defeat you, Heaven’s Will! If I almost succeeded before, then this time I will surely succeed in freeing myself from you!” “Hey, a being that devours all life is actually talking to me like that. Aren’t you just as cruel as I am? And don’t refer to ‘us,’ because we are one, and that one is us—so you’re wrong to refer to all of us! Because we are all actually one,”

The Stormbreakers burying their past—and their incredible weight—inside me seems to be the only thing capable of bringing peace to the pack. As Logan and Brandon grin at one another, I have a feeling that this form of peace is going to be far more addictive than the conflict ever was. Without warning, they hoist me off the floor. The sensation is so jarring that I kick out in a momentary flash of panic as the ground vanishes. But there is no retreating now. And as they hold me suspended at their level, I realize I wouldn't go back even if I could. I’ve been claimed by Rafael. By Mateo. By Viktor and Adrian. Now that I am at the mercy of Logan and Brandon, my body is vibrating with the knowle

It's ours. We hold her. All of us. Grateful. Broken. Healing. "Is it over now?" Luna asks. "Really over? Really finished?" "Yes." Hope the God smiles. "I ended all threats. Fixed all realities. Balanced all existence. You're safe now. Forever. I promise." We believe her. How can we not? She's God. But that night, as I sleep in my mates' arms, I dream. Of something moving. In the space beyond existence. In the nothing before nothing. Something that even God doesn't know about. Something older. Something watching. Something waiting.

A jolt immediately went through my whole body. “What… what can I do…?” “What can you do…? Not only you are covered with wounds all over— what’s more, I can’t heal you with my magic. Your only choice, child— is to pray to the celestial gods.” “Celestial gods…?” I find myself to be sneering— I wondered why. “To whom? Your ancestor Loki? Or his parents— Fárbauti? Or Laufey? Or should I pray to you since you are the descendant of a celestial god?”

creating unbalance chaos in the heavenly realm. The goddess of fate mixed too much when deciding his truculent fate, the bitch must be exulting, knowing her only sequel was out of the way. Solara... the goddess of the shining sun, brighter than the sun itself, brought light and bliss to his life, once filled with mystery and anguish...that heavenly being made him realize there was more to life than working his ass off for his ungrateful parents...she taught him how to love...but...it turned out, their paths were never meant to cross, they were an experiment gone wrong.

While licking the ice cream he picked the call " Hello! yes, mom, What happened? wait there is distortion in the call, I'll call you back. Grace was facing weak signals. She came out of the car to call her mother. Sarah was looking at the window screen, enjoying her ice cream. Grace was standing quite a distance under a tree. "Hello my beauty" someone said at the window so closely that her breath was making steam at the window. Sarah jumped in peril. she dropped some ice cream on her dress. At the window, there was a beautiful woman, face full of makeup, bright glittery eyes. dark red lipstick, blond hair tightened to form a messy bun and a fancy dress. she was not a woman neither a man, On

I stopped looking for Marc when Belphegor spoke again. “Can we continue our match, Acanta? We have an agreement right? If you lost, you’re mine. But if I lost, I’ll form a blood pact with you,” Belphegor reiterated. “That’s not going to happen anymore. This time, I’ll be your opponent. Acanta, I know you are tired so take a rest and let me handle this one now,” a baritone voice confidently uttered above us. Then, the whole place turned into a vast area of mountains ranges. Wait, this is a celestial realm. A complete one. But this is off the chart. The celestial magic consumed to create a very broad realm like this was utterly powerful and immense.

"For sometime, everything was blank. Just blank. Literally felt life less. It was like this for a while. This was until I began to see myself in a dark room. It was terrible at first, as I kept having nightmares about the accident. And some other stuffs I barely recall. God, it felt like hell. Reliving that terrible event every minute of the day. I wanted to run mad. Just went I thought I was at the verge of losing it, it suddenly just. . . stopped. I stopped having those nightmares and started hearing voices. I am pretty sure that deep husky voice was Nicolás'." He chortled. "I did not feel lonely anymore. You know, it felt like they were with me. My family. It was not dark anymore. Just pl

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -