Novels About Gods Novels & Stories

Something was going on. … "It was a bold move, brother!" Adras said. "Invading a country, supposedly protected by the gods." "Not to mentioning almost draining the princess dry," Yura continued. I had heard this stories so many times before. 'I have lived for over 2 thousand years, nothing, not even some pretend gods could hurt me.' "I grew sick of hearing the nonsense and prophesies about a blessed princess in a protected country, " I answered them angry. "We are the gods, we take everything we want, it is rightfully ours to take."

"You tell me." "We landed right in the middle of the war, but gracefully before it started. The Avecs on one side and the Kolowaris on the other. When we landed, they mistook us for gods because of their strong fear of deities—" "No way!" Anderson exclaimed. "Shit, that's magnificent!" "I know right?" said Hanson. "We were looked up in awe. I'd never felt that way in my entire life. "To cut the long story short, we saved the clans, beat some bad guys, and returned to the present, surprisingly, at our seperate homes."

Archived in the Living Library, Floor 3 💀 The Shattering of the Pantheon 1,000 years ago, the world was ruled not by kings, but by gods. Thirteen of them reigned, each governing one of the primal forces of creation: flame, time, mind, death, shadow, storm, and more. They were not merciful. They were not kind. They demanded worship, sacrifice, and obedience. Empires rose and fell by divine whim. Mortals lived in fear of the gods' cruelty disguised as justice. Until one of their own turned against them. Known only as the Godkiller, they were not born divine, but rose from mortal blood, wielding an unnatural power capable of severing divine essence from existence itself. It's said their blade

For a moment, she thought he wouldn’t answer. Then he said, “Not enough. But more than most.” “Tell me everything.” A soft exhale left him. “All right.” He leaned back, the firelight casting shadows along his jaw, bare chest and well shaped abdominal muscels. Then he began. “There are… more than just the Moon Goddess. That much you know. But what most don’t understand is that the gods aren’t like us. Not in their desires. Not in their morals. They were forces before they had names. Some chose to take form, to create order. Others stayed wild.”

“So, when one happened for Ruhna, it became the talk of Paradise. All the gods and celestials have been waiting eagerly for the birth of a new god.” My breath caught in my lungs. A chill ran down my spine, leaving goosebumps all over my body. “We believe this new god will restore the balance our world lost long ago, especially after the Forced Activation.” In Paradise, one might be born a celestial, but the chance to become a god was rarely granted — for gods were not born; they were made. It all made sense now. Yandor’s desperation to take me to heaven. And even… My eyes flicked to Asher.

That night was the night that she first noticed a big change, she saw Agbe around the camp and it was like a flash, he disappeared, and the next thing, they all were Leaving the land, when she looked around and couldn't found anymore around, she followed them to see where they were going without a word, and they went to the ships, she said, "up till now I still don't understand what happened." GOD'S DILEMMA After the knowledge of her life been kept in the land, these gods became more certain that the kingdom of gods and goddesses was not destroyed by fire, they looked forward at talking with the new general, and the only way they could get that done was to get caught, Atinuke and some other

“A story about the gifts that the Gods and Goddesses bestowed upon us.” Gods? Goddesses? The thought itself was so ridiculous that I wanted to laugh. There were no Gods! There were no Goddesses! Just devils wearing human skin. Because if there had been Gods and deities in real life, so many of us wouldn’t suffer every single day. But instead of telling Sarah all of that, I simply nodded my head at her. “Go on.” A small smile formed on her lips, as if she was about to tell me some kind of fantastic tale that was filled with heroes and dragon-slaying knights. I was only listening to her because I knew none of this was real. It just couldn’t be.

“Why almost?” She looked at me with surprise. “Are you serious?” When I furrowed my brows and nodded, she said, “The gods are the good guys. They rarely play with the devil who can get into the mind of a weak human and manipulate. You know that.” “I do,” I nodded. “It’s just that I’m still trying to decipher fact from fiction. You have to remember that I wasn’t raised in this reality. My world was the world of the mundane. Much of what you take as fact is taught as fiction amongst the mundane.”

he tilted his head, "and you wouldn't stand a chance." I glared at him, ignoring the little twist of curiosity that his words sparked. Stronger at night. I'd read that once, buried in a witch's diary centuries old. The ancients had been the gods' sexual experiments—pure energy and flesh bound into form. Too much power for one body, yet they walked freely. Why would the gods allow something like them to live amongst the lesser beings? Why allow them to roam? If they had been as malevolent as the vampires, no species would have survived. They could have ended every living thing without effort. It made me wonder if the gods had simply gotten bored and tossed them away like unwanted toys, leavin

she asked. "yes, have you heard of them?" Dreya asked. "yes, it's a myth. No one knows if they truly exist. It is said that they are the ones who created us all, vampires, werewolves, demons, witches, humans, fairies etc. They got tired of our excesses and went to the skies to stay. I can't even blame them" "How would Dreya know about them?" Evena wondered. "The king's palace has a very extensive library which contains books about the old gods. He probably learnt about them there" the queen replied.