Noragami Gods Novels & Stories

She straightened, eyes gleaming. “Oh, my goddess. All of you, always underestimating me.” Her voice dropped, dangerous now. “I mean, Lorcan… I know exactly where the f*ck she is. Nothing is hidden under the sun.” “Especially not from me.” Oric leaned back in his chair, a cruel grin spreading across his face. “The good, goody Beta, trapped by his own sin. Gods, I love this.” Morrigana stepped closer to Lorcan, shadows clinging to her like ink, swallowing the space between them.

Shiro yelled "It doesn't work that way" Orie replied "what do you mean?" Shiro asked "I can only use them when I'm doing something for the gods and right now I'm not" Orie answered "I saw you using them last time, what were you doing for doing for the gods then?" Shiro answered "saving you" Orie answered "And what do I have to do with the gods?" Shiro asked "you are Amadioha's thunder" After hearing Orie's answer to his question the only thing could come out of Shiro's mouth was "ehhh?"

NOLAN Damn! What was that? “Arius I said fricking stop you jerk!” We heard Niara’s scream from outside. Arius only gave her a burst of laughter. Minutes passed, Niara and Arius explained everything. Apparently, Niara’s mother was Anitun Tabu, the Goddess of the wind, while Arius’ father is Kidlat, the God of lightning. They’re so-called, demigod. A demigod is an offspring of a God and a mortal.

At the entrance of the main hall, James slowly walked in with Lesia, Yianni, Harper, and Morgott. Unlike the others, both Morgott and Lesia wore black bamboo hats. One was Frona Soremsia, the leader of the Nine Caeloros Gods of Nothingness. The other was the terrifying Morgott, who had once slaughtered countless gods. Lesia hid her true face to avoid Lord Goyo, and Morgott concealed his to prevent causing a major uproar before the battle even began. Though neither of them was happy about this, they complied because James had personally arranged it.

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

some family back, I am sure.” Osiris sat down on the bed. “Do you want me to scratch you head a little?” I asked. Osiris put his hands out “no I need more. I need you.” I sat on his lap, straddling him with my legs and his hands immediately went to my ass. He moved me against him and I felt Osiris becoming hard. I took my t-shirt off and my bra and Osiris didn’t hesitate and placed his mouth against my breast. I realized I needed this just as much as Osiris, we needed a distraction from everything and all I could feel right now were Osiris hands and mouth all over me. I got off Osiris, making him look at me with longing. He reached out, trying to get me back on his lap. “Take of your pants”

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

Text appeared, typing itself. >> HELLO, CLARA. >> I’VE BEEN WAITING TO TALK. My chest tightened. “This isn’t Paxion,” Niko said, eyes narrowing. “Wrong toolchain. Wrong server. This is… bigger. Distributed.” Another line. >> THEY CALL ME GODMODE. >> BUT THAT’S NOT MY NAME. >> YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT I AM. I swallowed. Hands steady on the edge of the table. “Is it…?” Mila began. “Yes,” I said softly.

I’m surprised she doesn’t ask for brand, style, and inventory number of the tabs. “Our pack is so obsessed with the story of our origins, we ignore the story of our ending.” She opens one of the books and it lays flat, pages perilously close to falling out. There’s a woodcut illustration of Fenrir devouring Odin. “Ragnarök.” Tara braces her hands on the table on either side of the book. “It’s not an end, so much as a renewal. But for the gods, it’s very much an end.” “I don’t like the sound of that,” I say, dread piercing my heart. “You know, since they’re using Nathan and I as avatars for gods in their little plan.”

Nora screamed. The struggle of power went back and forth. The Goddess trying to hold on. She could feel Nora’s powers trying to come back. “Enough!” The Goddess said, taking her other hand and pressing Nora’s head. Nora ‘s eyes rolled back into her head and she fell backwards onto the ground. “I am not using your daughter as a pawn. This is just how it is.” The Goddess said, stepping over Nora. “See for yourself.” She whispered and the world went black.