Neon Gods Novels & Stories

"The neon is close." I looked toward the horizon. Through the gray haze of the blizzard, a new light appeared. It wasn't the aurora. It was a jagged, flickering pulse of neon indigo and toxic orange. Iron Ridge. The Black Market city sat on the lip of the Northern Crags like a crown of rusted iron and electric spite. Smoke from a thousand silver-salt furnaces rose into the sky, turning the moon into a bruised, charcoal disc. It was a city of Omegas. A city of the forgotten. A city that didn't believe in Kings.

He paused, then smirked. “You know, the Moon Goddess has a funny way of doing things. She couldn’t bear a child in her three years marriage, but one night with a mateless Lycan King… and she ends up with triplets. Right when the Council’s been pressuring you to take a Luna.”. "Don't go there," I snarled. Neon’s expression sobered. “You know It’s time to forgive yourself right," he said straightened his face. “She would also want you to move on.”

I needed to mix it up a little even I was getting bored. “Oh yes please,” the excited one shouted. “No me.” I looked over and one of the party had stood up. Fuck. He was the definition of sex on legs. His dark hair was cut short at the sides but a bit more on top, his jawline was sharp and strong. The eyes on this man nearly made me drop my knickers right there and then. They were black, mysterious and his neck tattoos were definitely doing it for me. I found myself blushing, I never found customers attractive but I’d have to blind to not notice him.

I eyed Sagon and mouthed who is Nereus? "Nereus is Lucifer's daughter, Rebekah's son. The father of the boy is named Orion and he is the son of the fairy queen you fired your hellfire at. He's also a blood drinker, similar to a vampire," Sagon informed me and I cursed. The damn moon Goddess is going to make him her mate, just to spite me and make me deal with that fucking fairy I just know it," I growled in my mind and Adira was laughing at me.

They just were unlucky to only get neutral magic. Neutral Gods were not the same as the offspring who only had neutral magic. Neutral Gods didn't have a side. They were not light or dark but they could chose a side. Their magic could be whatever they wanted it to be. The goddess of seduction for example, she could use her magic for good and help a couple out or she could use her magic for Evil. She was the cause of alot of affairs in the mortal world. She was also the cause of alot of love stories. Neutral magic was just basic magic.

Najera lists off her reasons. “You will not like the answer to any of those questions but the last one is the most important. My name is Typhon - The Father of All Monsters. Zeus and I have been locked in battle for millennia. He and the other Olympic Gods imprisoned me for attempting to kill Zeus and be crowned the Ruler of the Cosmos. After one of our battles, I took Zeus’ tendons and hid them. He convinced two others to distract me so that they could take Zeus’s Thunderbolts and tendons back. Once he had those, he defeated me and imprisoned me underneath Mount Etna. I was let out to kill a new young goddess and to imprison Eros, Gaia, and Rhea. Zeus sees the little goddess as a threat and

arm right in front of me and moved his body forward like he was trying to shield me from something. My heart was already beating fast, but my body gave out uncontrollable shivers when I saw Conner pull out his Colt M45 pistol. Oh no, this is not good. This is definitely something serious for Conner to pull out his gun. Conner then, looked at me in the eye and said, “Nothing bad is going to happen. I’ll deal with this. I need you stay inside the car, okay? Trust me on this. I told you I got your back.” He winked at me before getting out of the car. I know he was just trying to comfort me, but the moment he went out of the car the more I became weary. Does Conner have any enemies? What could

The Solar ADF had grown on calling it 'Neon Desert', for some reason. Heaven's forces have landed in the heart of New V'roun City. The Human Monarchs of the planet had requested aid against the green-skinned race that were classified in the government's records simply as the 'Dusk Riders', mainly because of the spiked motorbikes that they rode with quadruple spoilers and red-tinted sound blasters attached on either side of their exotic vehicles, as well as their preferred time to attack.

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

Goldie walks over to Katcha and grabs her by the arm. “Wait, no!” She panics and tugs on his hand to get him to let go. “What did you just do?!” Darryl also exclaims in a panic as he rushes to block the door. His knees shook from witnessing the phenomena from earlier, yet he is determined to look Goldie in the eyes. There is a golden glint within his irises, and they seemed to flicker and grow similarly compared to a fire. It grows more, and more, until all he could see is a whole room burning down. Like tinnitus, he could hear distant screaming that increased in volume. They’re crying and cursing out a name he can’t quite decipher. In the room, he is the only one who remains. The walls quic