Neon Gods Book Novels & Stories

His father has called this as the "sixth sense" "The human mind…" his da would say as they go hunt out in the wilds, "…is a strange thing; a mystery still, despite advancements in neuroscience, cyberpsychology and biotechnology. Thousands of years of constant danger back on Earth, from wild animals and from other humans has developed our mind to sense the presence of danger even when everything you see, hear, or feel, would, at first glance tell you otherwise." "Trust these feelings…" his Da would continue, "… specially out in the wilds of Tau Ceti 4."

Gideon replied. Without paying any more attention to Chase, Attwell, the Pope, or Yohan, he dashed straight into the cave. The Pope yelled in frustration, "Damn it! Take care of Chase first!" "I told you this kid can't be trusted." Yohan fumed, furious. Nevertheless, they had no choice but to concentrate all their efforts on Chase and Attwell. Meanwhile, the S-class dragon vein was locked in an intense battle with Oklarth. Inside the cave, Gideon found the Eartharch Book, which emitted a subtle, soul-piercing glow. Yet, its surface was devoid of words or symbols. It resembled a book of blank celestial scriptures.

I glanced around and gritted my teeth seeing the glowing purple eyes glaring down at me. "I overheard your conversation about you carrying the Death God's children. I hope they will pay handsomely for their lives if not I will cast the infants to their deaths," Nekane growled bitterly and I clenched my fists making them crackle. He glanced over at me and I gasped softly at the coldness that dowsed my power. I felt it then, his loneliness, it was like a living breathing entity. I snapped a thick blanket and wrapped it around myself. Nekane started a fire and pulled out a frozen leg of some beast and put it into the flames.

Oh my God ! ** NOTE TO THE READERS: THE BOOK FOR JOY AND LEX’S COMPLETE STORY IS TITLED “MY NERD MATE” WHICH IS EXCLUSIVELY AVAILABLE ON D****E. YOU CAN READ ABOUT IT IF YOU ARE INTERESTED TO KNOW MORE FOR CURIOSITY SAKE. HOWEVER, NOT READING ABOUT IT WILL NOT DISTURB THE FLOW OF THIS STORY. SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! **

Kai took one look at Elias collapsed on the floor, the swirling shadows in the air, and deadpanned, “Did we miss the apocalypse or is this a Tuesday thing?” Lucian stepped forward. “We found something. About Elias.” Dorian’s gaze dropped to the book. “That thing reeks of ancient death.” “Yeah,” Lucian muttered. “It tried to strangle Elias.” Kairis gestured to the book without emotion. “We believe Nihareth is awakening through a vessel.” Kai raised an eyebrow. “And Nihareth is...?” “A Pre-God,” Elias answered, steadying himself as he stood. “Something older than any realm. The book reacted to me. Showed me fire. A city, destroyed. And him.”

I let out a slow breath and turned to face her. Her expression was blank, but I knew she was watching for something. A flicker of what was underneath. A crack in the surface. I didn’t give it to her. Instead, I smiled, soft and vacant, and let my fingers curl into the hem of my sleeve. “…Okay.” The child returned. And the game began. CONTENT WARNING This book contains dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering to some readers. Please proceed with caution. • Psychological manipulation (gaslighting, mind games, blurred reality)

“The Unnamed realises the inferiority of our chaos shards, a true shard is infinitely more powerful.” The cloak grew over the mask again, as the masks stopped rotating, the mask in front being one screaming in agony. “Its time the Unnamed became serious then.” A small portal opened and a book floated out. It was old, with inscriptions everywhere. The book opened on its own, and a red glow came from within. “Seventh Chapter of the Necronomion: Judgement of the Dark gods.”

It was as if his chest had been pressed down by something tens of millions of tons of tons. What was even more terrifying was the huge aura of the corpse-protecting spirit cat. Samuel really believed that even if the True God came, it was absolutely impossible for him to get out of that environment alive. No wonder the ginseng baby wanted to steal his Eight Desolations Heavenly Book and enter the Tomb of the God.

The fiendish war had raged on since long before Elika was born, neither side showing compassion. The battles raged on through the centuries untamed and savage, no side allowing quarter. The deaths were heinous and unprincipled; those who died would not rest silently. Their sinful battle would continue onward, the souls forever locked in limbo where they would endure the tortures of death lingering on their monstrous souls. Not many remember the true beginning of the impure and putrid war, the centuries moulding and bending it into only myth. Those who do remember the beginning speak not of the times of peace, when all mystical beings lived together, when the gods worked as one to preserve an

"Nimbus ...... Nimbus obeys." After a long time, condensed smoke only a little peaceful down, when the night has come, the house candle flame flickering, vaguely illuminated her still trembling legs. Black Sand King Samson laughed: "That's good, I'd like to see, that kid is what exactly is the God, even more than the old man is still unseen ...... "Said the last, to the condensation of the two snow-white legs to look at the smoke, shook his head:" You can not do this. "