The God And The Gwisin Novels & Stories

He smiled evilly with disdain all over his face. The God of War was angry. "God of War, Hadith has made a great contribution this time. If we can break through the great formation outside the star spirit and cultivate into divine bodies, we should all thank Hadith," the God of the Ocean said as he shot a meaningful glance at the God of War. "I believe in Hadith. No matter what, he is a Westerner. He will definitely not lie to us," the God of the Sun said with a smile. "Hadith, I also trust you," the God of the Ocean said.

“Calm down honey. Self-conscious much? I mean he just said you were his mate. What do you have to be scared of? Are you afraid his eyes will wander?” Demi reached out to grab Sienna, but I caught her hand. Sienna also leaned to dodge Demi’s grasp. “Get your fucking girl, Gavin.” I growled through clenched teeth. Gavin laughed and stood from the table, taking Sienna’s hand at the same time. “Come on Sienna. Let’s dance. Believe me, you don’t want to get on the bad side of a Keres. Haven’t you heard that they work for the gods?” “How the fuck did you know that Demi is a Keres?”

he was like a God that what everyone thought when seeing him a handsome guy like him was rarely seen among wolves only fox were so beautiful but the difference is that they had a feeling of seductive even if they are just looking at you. 'I wonder if I have a mate I mean I didn't even shift no mate would like me as their mates' apart from thinking of his failure in shifting sometimes his thoughts fall on his mate he didn't Know what kind of a mate moon Goddness would bless him with or maybe he will have no mate just like he didn't shift or maybe he will have one but can not obtain her just rejected , fifteen minutes had passed and Barbie was back with a roasted big meat she gave it to his so

- who seems like a fresh face in the world of crime. ‘Goldie? That’s it? No surname?’ Katcha thinks. Balthazar had many articles tied to his name, but this Goldie person seemed to have come out of nowhere. He’s been convicted of committing arson six months ago, but the news of his conviction didn’t come out until two days ago. There wasn’t any news of him from last year. She expands her search on different social media platforms, but all she could find were people who shared the same name, but not the same face. This was the same person who helped her escape from Darryl’s place.

A cathedral of pain masquerading as discipline. And at its heart, a table. Not for feast. Not for audience. But set with a single silver parchment. A contract. Velis stood beside it, silent and still, like a shadow made flesh. No armor now—no crown, no mask. Just tailored black, the shirt unbuttoned to the sternum, exposing a chest carved with centuries of war and pleasure both. He looked like a relic. A sin turned saint. A god that never forgot how to bleed. His eyes, twin embers of restrained hunger, flicked to Caelum’s awakening form. And then—he smiled.

Mahisar fled to his quarters, his breath ragged, the edges of his vision still pulsing with the aftershocks of pain. His master’s fury was unlike anything he had ever felt. The plan had to change—and fast—if they were to have any hope of defeating the Goddess Warrior and the growing alliance at her back. Failing to seize her weapons, let alone destroy them, had tilted the balance sharply against them.

The dress she wore was brightly colored, with an array of patterns that seemed to move as she did. “I’m all about balance. You’ll find most of us are. Galen, my consort, is as much a part of me as I am of him. Chaos and Order will always go together. Both must be preserved, or we’ll all perish.” Lina stepped up to the red-haired Goddess and gave her an appraising look. “So, Ulrich is the God of War, and this lady is the Goddess of Chaos. Who are you?” “May 16th, approximately 2:13 in the morning.”

Silenus, his friend and familiar, calls it the 'Dionysus Effect', since he seemed to emit more of the scent when focusing too hard or churning with a lot of emotions. The god of wine musters his force to finish the last few lifts in his exercise session when the swing of the oak door catches his attention. From the echoes that resonate outside the four walls of the room, he can hear the centaurs practicing their archery with the maenads - the female worshippers of the wine god. The idea of the two beings having a shooting contest together is what comes to his mind. His thoughts were interrupted as a familiar voice rang from behind, making him turn just in time to see his trusted friend, the

No one dared to act rashly. It had been a long time since the Novem Skies had produced a new god of war. That was why things had ended up like this. Just as the situation fell into a stalemate, my wife and sister-in-law arrived. My wife was Nerissa Loden, and she was the goddess of water. My sister-in-law, Aurelia Ignis, was the goddess of fire. The moment I saw them, I subconsciously tightened my clenched fists, while Noctis' gaze turned icy.

She trailed off thinking of how confusing that would sound to him. “Some people worship other Gods and sometimes Goddesses,” she added trying for clarity. “Like, the Goddess of Fertility and Harvest, or God of the Water or Wind… That’s what the Order of the Nexsis are against. They want their God and the way that they worship him to be the only god and the only way.”