Ntr God Novels & Stories

It’s been two days since breakfast with Nathan’s family. Two days since I found out that Nathan will only ever have one mate. Me. I still don’t know how I feel about it—so I push it aside. Refuse to think about it. It’s... a lot. And right now, it’s not something I’m ready to handle. So, I turn my attention to one of the other two pressing problems in our lives: getting everyone into the realm of the gods. We’re aiming to take down the Riding Hoods and release the gods at the same time.

My bewilderment deepened, rendering me utterly perplexed. "Yes, a helping hand. Have you ever heard of the 'Teardrop of Goddess Natalí'?" she inquired. I shook my head, admitting my ignorance. My knowledge of Goddess Natalí was limited to her being the deity of life and fertility, worshipped by the people of Nayak alongside her consort, Nati, the God of war and death. Beyond that, my understanding was lacking, as we were not particularly religious in Ruqgu.

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I – The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 4: Ashes of the Forgotten ​Names had power—or so the priests often said. A god's name was etched upon the glowing Pillars of Heaven, spoken in the prayers of countless mortals, and remembered long after kingdoms had fallen into dust. ​Nysera's name had received none of those honors. It had never been carved upon the Pillars, no heavenly bells had welcomed it into existence, and no worshipper had ever whispered it in prayer. It had been given for only one purpose: to remind her that she was nothing.

Their lack of devotion over the years—few ever visited his small, often empty church—stemmed from their unwavering faith in the River God, or rather, the arrogant and lecherous lizard they mistakenly revered. This neglect had left the Earth God without a proper dwelling, akin to a wandering spirit. Though he was due for his biannual decline, he now felt an invigorating surge of power. The Earth God carefully placed one end of the long red ribbon in Aria's hand and the other in Landon's. Two empty seats awaited Clyde and Warren. With a gentle nod, the Earth God then prompted them to begin their wedding vows. But as Landon started to speak, a violent surge of energy ripped through the Netherre

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

Nowadays, it was quite rare. Chase did not find it particularly strange. After all, on Earth, most deities took this route. Water gods, fire gods, war gods, and so on, all had their own temples for believers to worship at. Including Zeus' divine authority and divinity, which he had previously obtained, they were all like this. He entered the Nether Deity plaque again to examine it. This time, he decided to invoke the Life and Death Order of the Path Intent. After all, this was the Nether Deity's domain.

His head shook. “No, I was worried. I thought I had done something wrong.” I breathed out, it was good to know a sex god like him felt insecure. The music in the booth was playing and I did the only thing I could think of. “You did nothing wrong, let me give you a lap dance.” His head went back on the chair and I took that as a yes. I got on my knees and bounced back up, one knee next to his on the chair. I slowly took my bra off, dancing to the music as I ran my free hand down his chest. Suddenly he grabbed my thigh and pushed me down on his lap.

Nobody was created or was born naturally crazy. It's just that they created their illusion because of the environment they grew up in and the way people around them brought them up. It's their choice that they decided to act crazy when reality they are not. However, if they want to remain crazy then I will go crazy with them. Coming out of my thoughts I glare at Ambrose. "Then you should have looked for Hailey to take his head. I am Sr. Claire NaronzoThe woman in service of God. Not a mate. Not a creature like you or the bloody Jenna Harrison." I said and straighten my clothes.

He loudly shouted, "They are our enemies! Kill them!" That leadership aura and voice that seemed to be undeniable, made all the immortals resound the name 'Long live the Star Gods!'. Cia even blinked her eyes and hoped that this was just a fantasy. However, this was a reality he had to enjoy. Being someone who was born directly from the tree of life, like Naitura, has many privileges. The grace given by Naitura is no joke, even if Cia and Morgan want to, they can overthrow the leadership of the three gods.