Supreme Elixir God Novels & Stories

They walked into a large hut which was covered with green vines, many exotic and medicinal and different range of colors of plants. The front door was slightly opened and Erza who was in front of Atarah walked in. "Olga, I brought the herbs." Erza said with a singing voice as she dropped the basket on the ground, along with other plants. "Oh, thanks you so much. Dear." Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver.

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!

I paused to take a drink of water. “What does all this have to do with me?” Ryder asked. “You shouldn’t exist. You are a supernatural being, handcrafted by the goddess Selene and the God Typhon. The amount of power that you radiate right now has many of the Gods on edge, including Zeus. They fear if you grow any stronger you can use this power in a negative way, and you may cause the balance to be disrupted. Also, some lower-level Gods fear that your power could surpass even theirs. Right now, they are the ones who we need to worry about the most. They want you dead.” With those words Luca growled. Anger rolled off him in waves at the thought of someone targeting his Alpha prince. Luca start

Richard cleared his throat as he braced up to go first. “When I dreamt about you, I knew that something great was happening in my life. And when you finally came into my life, I knew that it was a miracle. You brought peace and made me realize that life was worth living. Your voice was the sweetest I’ve ever heard and there’s this calmness it brings to my soul each time I hear it. Your patience is out of this world and the pureness of your heart is the sweetest. I want life with you, today and forever. You are the goddess of my life and the one I want to call my own, now and forever. I promise to protect you, no matter how hard the case may be. I would be there to make you smile and never wo

love to them, they kept Corning until when the Secret of their coming came to the notice of Sapara the first father of the old earth, it was strange to him for he was sure, there were no other tribes except his own and where could they had came from, he thought they should be falling angels, so he went to see Eledumare, and there he had, that his guessing was right, the angels had deceived his children, and so he decided to deal with the angels and through the help of eledumare, he used the powder made from a dead angels, and as he was instructed he used the powder, and every living thing died, and when they had all cried, and thought Eledumare had destroyed his enemy alongside his children

I don't even have the energy to talk. "Step away from her" another voice commands and they all obey. I look and see our Servant supervisor approaching. She's a very kind middle aged woman who everyone looks up to around here. "What's wrong child?" she asks as she stands before me. Without uttering a word, I stretch forward my left hand and when she notices the burn at the back of my palm, her eyes widen in shock. "How did you get burned?" "I… I… made a cup of tea for Ella and whilst handing it over to her, she made it spill on both our hands and made it seem like I did. Alpha Elijah was so mad at me"

In Mount Kpamos Helena, locked in Robos’ dungeon struggled to breathe. Her wounds were not healing quick enough and this was because Robos had applied the Mekai, a golden liquid substance that was known to kill gods if it was stabbed into their hearts. But he had only applied a small amount to her injuries making it impossible to heal quickly, it was his demented way of punishing her. She squeezed her eyes in pain as the broken bones of her wrists merged slowly. Tears fell down her cheeks but her heart and mind was set; she would not reveal the whereabouts of her children. If they were destined to destroy the gods then she’ll happily die in the hands of her children so long as they lived. He

*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

said Helia in a voice that was almost taut and brittle. “You're down to your last few drops, Helia,” said the demon servant in a raspy and gloomy voice. The gloomy demon brought out gingerly a small bottle of a dark incarnadine mixture from Helia's old cupboard and carried it to its despondent mistress. The old witch opened the philter's gilded bottle that had two golden serpents twisted up to the mouth and poured a drop of the elixir upon a small silver spoon. She hastily swallowed the homogeneous mixture from the scoop and placed the small bottle of philter on the table. The witch cried and shrilled as she had felt the burning liquid passing through her throat and her body trembled. The de

He ignored them because none of them were strong enough to survive him. A sharp nudge to my ribs shattered the illusion instantly. “If you bite your lip any harder, you’re going to bleed all over your desk,” Maya whispered, leaning across the narrow gap between our seats. Her golden wolf eyes dropped down to my notebook page and narrowed in sheer disbelief. I looked down. Instead of tracing the timeline of the pack treaties, I had carved the words –Supreme Lycan– over and over again inside a heavily scratched heart. “Goodness,” Maya muttered, quickly slapping her hand over the page before anyone else could look. “Please tell me you’re plotting an assassination and not actively fantasizing ab