Ninja God Novels & Stories

The god looked at her with more burning passion, and could not concentrate, so did not hear what she asked him, he went to her , carried her on his harms he took her inside to his bed, and made love to her, she had never had a better sex in all her goddess, demigoddess and human life, that she for once forgot everything that was her worries for that period of time, she did not brother about raining issues, and for days, all they did were, to eat drink and made love, and on the Fourth day, she was introduced to other goddesses, who had became the wife of the god, called " Rain" BACK AT HOME People were arriving to there various homes, they were not so happy to had returned so suddenly and unp

I hear him say. "Do you really have to torment me?" I mutter, leaning back against the wall. Shinee smiles at me playfully, that glint in his eye suggesting he's enjoying my embarrassment. Just to add to it all, colour blooms at my cheeks. I'm sure by now he would have figured, since I'm Aidana, the Moon Goddess who is meant to be the purest being to ever exist...how ironic.

Well, it's really weird to ask her that. "Not that I remember." Flynn shrugs. "I don't even like his guts." ... "What do you think? Do you think I impressed her?" Jin asks as his men gather for dinner. They all looked down with his question or if not, they just looked away from him. "Didn't you hear me?" He asks again. "What did Huina tell you the day you turned into a God again?" Huina is the Goddess of Justice that cursed Jinan. Joon asks, using his logic to answer God's question without hurting him.

Swish! Purple light flashed, and a weapon of the Ancestral God Rank—the Crepe Myrtle Divine Sword—appeared in his hand. He looked at the enthusiastic Nico beside him and said, “Nico, I’ll leave Jadranka to you. Leave the rest of the powerful figures of the Sanctuary to me.”

So, she did not click into the article. However, as soon as she turned off her cell phone, her screen lit up again. It was another push notification from the software. The title of the article was similar to the previous article, but this time, there was an extra sentence: [This mysterious man had superb strength and abilities. He could be called the God of War!] Nanako, who had always had a passion for combat and fighting, cheered up immediately. She really wanted to see how powerful this mysterious man was, so much so he was called the God of War by the Japanese media!

You useless Goddess! Girl - I'm not a useless Goddess! But is a super beautiful and outstanding Goddess of Water! You impolite and weakest class hikiNEET! Who died because of shock caused by a slow moving tractor! Kazuma - ....Very good, it seems like it should be time to discard you this useless Goddess, I will change the request content into "Arch-Priest for sell, does not need to provide any food, only needs to sprinkle a water for her, regards as raising a grass then its alright" you just wait here for me.

Shackling the God down in place, emitting the dark light that slowly consumes its entire body, turning it into the thunder God. "Pain, regret, and wrath. I swear to make everything right.” From the painful howl of the lightning fox god, everything went into silence after a while. With the void and Nate’s own sanctuary and territory that changes along with his guardian god. He opens his eyes and greeted. "I, your holder, Nate. Paying my respect to my guardian god, thunder fox, Astor.” The exchange is now fulfilled. The past is altered together with it. The sin that he never had in the first place, is the life that he will be condemned in this loop of six. The traitor he becomes, and the one w

And then one thought came through clearly above everything else. Nobody knows I am here. Her phone was off. She had switched it off herself. There was a man the world called the War God. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a name earned through years of hard battles. His skills in a fight and his inner strength were beyond anything most people could imagine. His name was so well-known and so feared that just hearing it was often enough to end a conflict before it even started. Alexander Kane. He was thirty years old and stood six feet seven inches tall. He was built like someone who had spent his life doing things that required both great power and careful precision. He had short black hair an

of nearly every head taking shelter beneath the black and red painted walls of the mafia world. A person so beyond just crimes and deaths, carrying the skills to play with every single weapon discovered, from sword and guns to nunchaku, and every single vehicle made on earth, no matter whether it is a public transport, a modern AI designed speed beauty or an infantry tank. Meet the god of life and death, of the most merciless side ever existing. The one and only of his kind, Jin Dae-Seong. The presence of this young, fierce, blazing yet cold-blooded figure can send shivers with just his passage, to even the lifeless objects coming in the way.

“The girls we were with last time, they got kidnapped by the One True God. You know him?” Nabbo nodded. “Of course. He’s a great guy. Not like those other gods, always demanding stuff and never answering prayers.” He took the pipe off Joshaya — had to yank it out of his grasp — and got back to puffing. His face relaxed (even more). You could tell he’d missed it, those last five minutes. “What’s he like, this god?” I asked. “He’s chill,” said Nabbo, which wasn’t really helpful. “And the seven women he has with him? The priestesses? Or witches or whatever.”