Novel & Cerita The God Is Not Willing

"They have an Alpha who signed the recognition because Valdis required it. He does not believe in it." "What does he believe," Lena said. I felt for it. The specific quality of the resistance. "He believes the founding ground is temporary," I said. "He believes it is a new thing and new things do not hold. He is waiting for it to fail." I paused. "He is not actively working against it. He is simply — not moving toward it. Waiting to be proven right that it will dissolve." Lena held my gaze. "What do we do," she said. I thought about this.

The god said, "I came to give you a choice." I firmly grasped my son's hand. "You have nothing to offer us." God disregarded me. He pointed at my son and said, "You." "Your birth was not intended. You're a fool. An echo of disobedience The boy trembled as he said, "I'm not a mistake." The god smiled once again. "Then demonstrate it. Get on your knees. "No." The god narrowed his silver eyes. I took a step forward. "Go away from him! He's only a kid!

I knew that to break that power of hers, I needed to sever the connection, something I did by using my own to counter it. “You are no longer worthy of being a deity,” I hissed out. “A so-called ‘Great Mother’ would not do this to her children. You chose cowardice over respect and morality. There is no compassion here… just selfish motivation.” This seemed to amuse her. “You think that because you possess a piece of a god that you can refuse me. But you cannot win. You are simply a speck of dust within this universe, one that should feel privileged to even be acknowledged by a Goddess. To have such great powe—”

she asked him and frown was clearly etch upon her face. "I'm just stating the facts, Bella. There's no God on whom you are believing. Can you see your God? Can you feel him? No right?" he asked her and she looked at him with her blank eyes. "We can't see God because we don't have enough power and faith to look at him. He is too pure to be between us. He is beyond our imaginations and we can feel him because he lives in each and everything in this world. In these trees, nature, stone, in me and even in you too. We just have to recognize him, Nick he is always with us." she tried to make him understand gently and calmly as much as possible.

The stars themselves had shifted out of alignment. When the gods pressed him about it, he didn't apologize. He waved them off. "It's a small mess. Go bother Elara about it." The full weight of the gods' anger came down at my door.

Bad woman, go away! "I want Mommy! Waah..." Julian froze, his face turning blue and white by turns. He hurriedly tried to cover Rosie's mouth. "Rosie, don't talk nonsense. This is..." "No need." I interrupted calmly. "I don't mind what a child says, because she's right. I will never be her mother. "Julian, even if your oracle blocks could bless you ten thousand times, I would never return to the Sterling family. Between us stand two lives."

"Son, for the moment you inhabit his body, but wake him up and teach him things. Explain to him who you are and that you will set him free when you return with me to the heavenly city.” He continues explaining and educating his first-born son, who fills him with questions. He wants to know if he absolutely has to go with him. He also asks if he can't stay and live as before. Really sad question Jan. The god does not miss his sadness and can guess why he is like this, which convinces him that his son's partner must be very close to him, which he does not understand because he has not found her.

"That's why he considers himself a God. He has always been calculating each of our steps, but for some strange reason, he never acted.” "The God I believe does not have a bunch of criminals as followers" she speaks in a cold and sharp way. I feel deeply touched by the sadness in your eyes, but I have no better words to offer. "This same God usually gives what we want from the heart," I say, knowing that this will touch the wound. "Didn't you want to have a body to bury?” She looks at me with teary eyes. "Not like that.”

Just being able to eat at a table again instead of on the cold floor is a small achievement. “We have a few,” he answers vaguely. — Gods of war and peace. Gods of desire, hate and love. And a wolf god who created everyone else because he was tired of being alone in the sky. The impression of your voice makes me curious. — Don't you believe in your gods? The Prince takes a long pause. He seems to reflect on something at the bottom of his glass.

“You should finally surrender and make the gods pay homage to me. You know I already have what I need. It's only a matter of hours before I finally take everything that is mine, and that includes you.” “That is your mistake,” said the Goddess. “You think you deserve everything, and you are mistaken, not only because you are foolish, but because you are arrogant. You will not have me, ever.” “Then I will have to kill you and the gods,” said Belial firmly. “You couldn't do it, even if you wanted to,” said the Goddess with amusement. “You'll have everything you need to do it, but you won't have the key to achieve it because you don't understand that.”