Old Gods Novels & Stories

Kael’s hand wrapped tighter around his. “What did they mean—‘the gods remember themselves’?” The boy’s voice was a thread. “You woke them. The world’s memory did. The balance tipped.” Mira folded her arms, trying to ground herself in skepticism. “The old gods? The First Ones?” Velan shook his head, still kneeling. “Older. Before names had shape. Before language knew how to hold truth. They gave us memory and then…” His voice broke. “They forgot themselves.” Elen’s ink danced like wind across her skin, glyphs fluttering as if listening in. “How can they forget?”

“Let’s kick some Olympus ass!” All the imps, witches, goblins, gnomes, along with every other type of mythical creature that existed ran towards the Olympus soldiers. They came together with a clash. Magic dust, fire, and water was all around me. Boulders were being lifted by nothing but magic and were sent flying as far as the eye could see. Waves of water rose up from the dry earth and washed away a large group of olympus soldiers. Then the fire imps were set lose to play. I found myself having the time of my life. “How does it feel to finally be a god, Ryder?” Hades asked me.

"I am saying The Elders made a deal with ancient gods three thousand years ago. They gained immortality and power in exchange for serving the gods' will. And the gods' will is to reshape reality into something they can control completely." "That is impossible," Owen said, though he sounded uncertain. "Ancient gods are myths. Stories." "I am three hundred years old, Owen Prescott. I have seen things you cannot imagine. And I am telling you that the magic I felt in Montana was god magic. Which means our fight is not just against The Covenant. It is against the forces that created The Covenant. Against powers we cannot hope to defeat with armies and weapons." I felt like the floor was dropping

In the days when all beasts and mystical creatures lived together the world was in chaos. One’s power, thundering over another. The land was scorched by the Gods and Goddess overwhelming magic. Thus, it caused peril among the livings. From the cries of the humans the Gods and Goddess have heard their plea. So, in agreement each deity return to their own realm. That is why the olden ones have vanished and didn’t return, until now.

*Then taso uses his skill space corridor so no one can hear, and the space was like heaven only a massive field of white-colored space* Now, tell me what do you mean by a great war, darling? I'll tell you everything, soon there will be a great war we all the gods vs all the anti-gods we called them breakers because they can break all the law of omnipotent only a massive amount of omnipotent power can stop them, and we made a council it named the council of the 10 great supreme gods and the strongest of us is my father the god of everynity, Deus Saya, he is the strongest god, and he is titled the supreme God-king my father holds everything in the multiverse

I said to Arthur, “what kind of guy is he? Kind to animals and children? Or only after he’s turned them into his meat puppets?” “When the old gods left, there was a vacuum created by their absence,” said Arthur. “Many religions rose up to take their place. Only one survived.” That sounded quite ominous. “By killing all his rivals.” “Oh, no,” said Arthur. “Nothing like that. He bought them out.”

Agrip sighed, then began to speak again. “The term “ancients” is a significant concept in history. In one of the history books, the ancients refer to a group of powerful and ancient beings who have lived for thousands of years. They possess exceptional supernatural abilities and are deeply connected to the earth and its elements. They are portrayed as the oldest and most powerful beings in existence. They are revered and feared by vampires, as well as by humans and other supernatural creatures. Their origins are shrouded in mystery, and they are believed to have been created by a higher power or divine force.”

I heard music playing from the front of the car, making me believe we might have been. My phone beeped when I got a text from Jordan letting me know she’d be ten minutes late. Her baby threw up on her and I got the misfortune of seeing a picture of her ruined skirt. “Jordan Copole again?” Mordechai asked. “You’re really playing with fire here.” “Am I? I’m just meeting with a friend.” “A friend that happens to be the oldest daughter of a family I know for a fact is a rival to yours.” I snorted. “No family is a rival to ours. They’d have to be a threat first.”

All the attention in the room turned to that fat, clumsy man who shrugged his shoulders as soon as he saw all those eyes on him. "What would you say?" asked the lord beside Athelstan. "Well... I... um." He turned imploringly to the other priest who surely had more experience than he did. The thick-bearded priest shook his head and addressed Athelstan directly. "We don't know all the details about... these events. The Olds Men are those who protect the secrets of the world," he began to say. "The Olds Men are no longer here," said the king, "but you are here, so speak."

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!