Poison Gods Heritage Novels & Stories

Hybrids and tribrids reflected the beauty of diversity and the interconnectedness of all living beings. To judge or discriminate against them was to deny the very essence of life itself. The Gods and Goddesses we worshipped serve as an example of this interconnectedness. They exemplified this by representing different aspects of nature and the universe. So, to insist on pure species matings was to go against the will of the divine Gods and Goddesses. To deny the very essence of life. We should embrace diversity and celebrate the beauty of hybrids and tribrids, just as the Gods and Goddesses did and do.

“I may be wrong,” her voice was low but heavy with suspicion. “But he may have been stabbed with the Mekai.” “Mekai? What’s that?” Noah asked. “Do you Ptakkagaris know anything at all? The Mekai is a dangerous liquid that ends our immortally as descendants of the gods. The one thing that can kill all gods forever is the She rushed to the cot and touched his hand, “Caleb! Caleb are you okay? Can you hear me?”

Thirty thousand years have led to this first step, I must continue to tread carefully with each word I utter. “I have gathered you all here to warn you of the battle that soon approaches,” I say with foreboding as Morrtemis’ eyes light up with excitement. “What battle?” inquires Valeria. “Thirty thousand years ago, a great conflict saw the birth of Azadou, the God of Malice…” Isolde and Valeria’s bodies stiffen as they share a worried glance. “During the time of his creation, malice spread across the globe, corrupting all mortal life on earth, creating the eyti that exist today. Fretez, the Goddess of Light, and our sister, gave her life to seal him within the Earth…but the magic she cast th

she said dreamily, smiling none stop "OMG , YOU ARE BLUSHING" "Shut up,by the way, when are you going to loose your virginity ??" She asked They both turn to Athena, "Answer the question , when?"Isa said laughing "Um...I...I have been busy with missions, besides I want my first time to be perfect" she said remembering what happened 4 years back,she blushed "Who are you thinking about? You are blushing ,is he hot ,older,wait is here a member of Poison???"Isa threw questions at her .. poison was the name of assassin group they were in

Land Of The New Gods. The new gods are beings that surround the Born By Power myth and story serving as the Born By Power pantheon. These gods were introduced in the first era or rather first book of the Born By Power novel, "Chaos And Apocalypse." The new gods made their first debut as an unknown and unidentified character through Hilda. Hilda was the first character to introduce her kind but wasn't yet known. The idea of the new god concept wasn't yet developed during the early chapters. Characters like Arakah, Hilda, Gefion and Green fall under this category. Out of the four, Arakah, Hilda and Green fall under the gods that fall under a single home or rather realm tagged as the "Land Of T

I said slowly, “I am working with his base.” “Yes.” The newborn god nodded once. “Your alignment may be activating the original design.” The words settled heavily. “So this is not about jealousy,” I said softly. “No,” Death replied. “It is about inheritance.” Kieran’s voice grew sharp. “She is not his heir.” “Not by choice,” Death said. The ancient signature spread another layer through the structure. I felt it reaching toward the succession decree. “It is reassembling,” the newborn god whispered. “How?” I asked.

Leo continued, stepping closer to the Mother-Alpha, "you’re taking that virus into your ship. You’re taking 'Stubbornness,' 'Grief,' and 'Rebellion' back to your 'Pure' world. In ten generations, your Ancestry won't be gods anymore. They’ll be just like us. They’ll be 'Wild'." ​The Standoff of the Gods ​For the first time, the peace in Aethel’s eyes flickered. She looked at Leo’s amber-white arm, seeing the jagged, unrefined edges of his power. She saw the "Human-Variable" that couldn't be coded out. ​"You would poison the well of your own creators?" she whispered. ​"We’re Vanes," Leo shrugged. "Poisoning the well is our family tradition."

“When one heir dies, fragments pass into the next.” Cold spread through Eleanor’s chest. No wonder the grief felt inherited. No wonder the rage felt ancient. Every heir carried the suffering of those before them. Accumulating. Generation after generation. Alaric closed his eyes briefly. The bond flooded with emotions too tangled for Eleanor to separate: horror, understanding, and beneath both— Relief. Because finally his pain made sense. The woman beneath the mountain spoke softly: “The gods feared death would weaken the weapon.” The tallest god’s expression sharpened.

It was not carved from stone or forged from metal, but built entirely from bones—the bones of fallen gods, some still shimmering faintly with a dying, tragic divine essence. ​Upon that throne lounged Malzareth. ​The High God looked almost disappointingly ordinary. He was a tall man draped in loose black robes, with long silver hair falling over broad shoulders. His calm, crimson eyes studied Kaelor with an unsettling, quiet amusement, and his smile was warm. Too warm. It was the smile of a predator that found the terror of its prey entertaining. ​"So," Malzareth said softly, his voice cutting through the damp chill of the hall. "The forgotten god returns."

Leonardo asks in suspicion, “That’s not some kind of code or something?” “I have a proposition. “ Leonardo raises an eyebrow at her. “You saw it all, Balthazar,” Katcha begins, “Nothing was natural from our little fight from earlier.” “So it is,” Leonardo replies, “And?” “I may have an idea about where Goldie is from.” “I don’t see how your old orphanage is relevant to him.” “Maybe he and I have a couple of things in common.” “What are you even on about? You think you have powers too?” Leonardo smiles at Katcha in a patronizing manner, "Or is this related to what you two talked about while I was away?"