Saitama Vs God Novels & Stories

“I’m fine. You can put me down now.” Fortunately, he set her on the ground and reached for the towel. "This is the last time I'm rescuing you," he said, there was threat lacing in his voice. "Let's not make it a habit." Aerys tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Aerys. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with the infamous Alpha Thorran, and, secondly, she was positive that he was every bit as hot and dangerous in person as he was between the sheets. * * * * * Discipline and order are not Aerys' choice. After graduation, she expects to become a slave to a prison warden for the rest of her life, just like the rest of the delinquents. However, her fate takes a sudden turn when an offer is put on the table. Enter a competition. One to become a Phonoi (Ancient Greek: Φόνοι; singular: Phonos Φόνος) - a deadly assassin who works for Alpha Thorran, giving their entire life to defend him. To succeed, her stubbornness will be put to the test. And a relationship with the Alpha himself, although forbidden, might be the ticket to the top.

Harper had come to the conclusion that she would never have a boyfriend. Her job pretty much put a stop to any serious relationship and she was fine with that. She loved her job more than any man. Then stubborn, dominate Dimitri came into her life. Dimitri was different, in more ways than one.

Callum Brennan was born to lead London's most powerful werewolf pack. Then his twin brother framed him for murder. Stripped of everything, Callum is thrown into the Rookeries, where packless wolves go to die. But he survives. He builds a pack from the broken and the damned. He falls in love with Valentina, a dhampir hunted by the same vampire Parliament that destroyed his life. In a city ruled by immortal aristocrats and controlled by ancient dragons, Callum learns the hardest truth: individual virtue cannot defeat systemic evil. But small victories matter. And some fights are worth losing everything

A young boy who has trash cultivation talent, got a book which change his life. will he able to reach the peak of cultivation world, lets find out.....

To the humans, she's the woman of God. A forbidden fruit that cannot be touched by anyone. To the werewolves, she's someone's Mate. A woman who was destined to be someone's lover alone. ~~~ Jenna Harrison left her mate and become a human because she wasn't okay with her mate being best friends with his ex-lover. She said it's complicated. However, what happens when she is thrown back into the world of werewolves? This time she's a human and a newly anointed nun. Who is it going to be, Mate or God?

"We all consume each other in our way. I merely take a more literal route. You... Alpha." His lip curled. "You would swallow me whole as a part of your pack, and take me as your slave. It is an act of violence, of control. But I..." He stepped closer, and the Alpha tensed, skittering back. "To consume something, to take it into yourself, is an act of love." • ───────────────── • He is a lycanthrope of the first kin. Blood of the fallen gods flows in his veins. Darkness is his refuge, carnage is his mark. And his appetite is that of wolves. In a world where power is wealth, Alphas and Kings war against each other to claim him as their own: to wield his violent nature and bind him to their thrones as a beast of massacre until his last breath. Orphaned by a war in the past, Avian grew as a street urchin first, then apprentice to a high priest within the kingdom walls. With a mind forged from years of survival and an uncanny, rare ability, her small world had managed to remain in one piece through the years. But that is disrupted when a rogue kingdom begins to encroach with the sole desire of conquering all kingdoms beneath the Vellene empire. And at the center of that kingdom lies a Lycanthrope feared by all.

❝I think he is attracted to her. Look at this beauty. Which man wouldn't want to keep her for himself? After all, ruling alone for such a long time he must be in search of a queen.❞He's said to be the first creation of the moon goddess.The lone wolf, Arles.The king of all wolves. An immortal. A god. They say he ruled ruthlessly. He had the power to change the inescapable destiny of man itself. She was a mortal.A troublemaker.She didn't know what she was getting into when she crossed him.

The sands and stories of Egypt always enthralled Isaac. Unable to travel and explore the job at a museum was the best he could hope for. Yet the land of the Gods are soon to become far more real when an ancient relic is broken, releasing a vengeful deity. Furious at the past that spurned him he craves destruction, even if it means his own. But is everything all it seems? There is always a deeper reason and their fates may be linked far more closely than he believes.

My mother-in-law was somehow allergic to me. As long as I was in the house, her skin would break out in rashes, and she would struggle to breathe. The hospital could not find any specific allergen. They said it might be something to do with my scent. To give his mother some relief, my husband Keith asked me to stay in a hotel every weekend. I quietly packed away everything that was mine. I even stopped wearing my favorite perfume just so I could stay home for one extra day. However, her condition only grew worse. The days I was allowed to be home dropped from five days a week to three, and eventually to just one. I never complained. I only hoped she would get better soon. One day, I left work early to pick up a document from home. I heard laughter from inside the house. "Mom, your trick really works! Every time you cough, my brother kicks that woman out." It was Keith's god-sister Caroline, who had studied abroad. My mother-in-law laughed smugly. "Caroline, you're the best. You can cook, and you give great massages. You're nothing like that useless block of wood who's always in the way. "Keith, hurry up and marry Caroline already. Get rid of that woman!" Keith's voice was full of indulgence. "Mom, don't say things like that. Caroline, look at the perfume I bought you. You've worked hard lately." All strength left my body as I stood frozen at the door.

Amelia Prescott needs a paycheck, not a death wish. But when a desperate nanny agency drops her into a snowbound mansion with a brooding Russian mobster and his unnervingly silent daughter, she discovers that danger wears expensive suits—and keeps juice boxes in the pantry. Dmitri Volkov doesn’t trust strangers. Especially not ones who talk too much, smile too easily, and make his daughter laugh for the first time in a year. But the storm outside isn’t the only threat coming, and protecting what’s his might mean letting someone in—for the first time since he lost everything. A glitter bomb romance where chaos meets control—and hearts learn how to speak again.