The God Of Highschool Main Character Novels & Stories

"No way, he's already in the fourth-grade ultimate god-level?" Alejandro and Nash glanced at each other as they were dumbfounded. They have always thought that Fane was still in the third-grade ultimate god level, like them. Unexpectedly, this guy had already achieved the fourth-grade ultimate god-level and this was slightly beyond their expectations.

" She's also inquisitive as to which great god was able to obtain seven or eight degrees in less than a year. "It's just gossip," Yang Feng said as he grabbed the document from Xiaoyu's hand and handed it back to Chu Baiyu. There are no such powerful individuals on the planet. They must be well-known if they are truly powerful. Why is it that there is no activity in the school anymore, and only a few lazy people want to bring it up?" "It's correct." "There is definitely a learning god!" Xiaoyu's unconvinced stalk up his neck. Xiaoyu also fantasizes about this learning god being a gorgeous man, with whom she will have a wonderful encounter at school one day, and with whom she will embark on a

Yeah, I could definitely do that, he thought, his chest puffing only slightly (okay, maybe massively) out with pride. His brain, however, was not built to handle this much pride. The neurons responsible for logical thinking and humility seemed to go on a coffee break, leaving behind the ones that governed overconfidence and delusions. In that moment, Danial crossed the boundaries of normal thinking, entering a realm where common sense dared not tread. He was no longer a mere student at Phoenix Academy; he was Danial, the future conqueror of gods, In his mind, he was already on par with the gods, simply because he’d avoided a few punches and a poorly-named energy blast.

However, the elder doesn't know anything about Xiao Long. “Thank you, elder” Said Xiao Long, this elder is doing the wrong thing. With The God Legacy (the knowledge of the gods), he can remember things easily, and even more, these are only middle-class martial arts techniques.

This is a new fish for the cheerleading girls. "Who's this god in our class?" Stacey leans over and asks me. "I dunno. I think one of the Greek gods escaped the history books" I reply. Our Greek god guy is tall, like a basketballer. His hair is a lustrous brown the shade of chestnut. He has the healthy complexion of one who spends a lot of time under the sun. The class is so silent that it is possible to hear a pin drop. Very unusual for this class. Even the boys are captured.

Keenan Alegre. Senior male student, candidate for valedictorian of their batch, most popular boy in the campus. ‘No, scratch that. HE IS THE MOST POPULAR BOY among students, teachers and parents who have school-age kids in the city. He was probably the ideal son any family could ever wish to have.

I've only two more months till I'm a senior, until my eighteenth birthday and then I can have a whole of 45 minutes to have wet dreams about him. But according to the rumour mill, he's not as clean as he looks. Apparently, he started sleeping with the Bee's the instant he stepped foot into the school. But instead of reporting him to the police, everyone's waiting for their turn to come. Even some of the boys who hope that he miraculously turns out to be gay or at least bi. But character sketch aside, he really does make me want to be the next girl on his list. Thank you to whoever is upstairs, for finally sending a hot teacher to our school. I have a feeling that his lessons are going to be

You wouldn't understand it… and you definitely wouldn't be in any position to judge me, if I didn't take you back to where it all started. Because as much as I knew, Sean Pierre wasn't just the star quarterback. He was the high school god…The hetero heartthrob. A self-absorbed jock who moved through this school like it was built specifically for him, and honestly, sometimes it felt like it was. He was everything I hated about this place. But somehow, at the same time, everything I wanted. So, shall we? … "Sean, wait—"

Men like this heroic young healer. "I am the last of my kind mate," the teen boasted, ignoring the danger he was in by sharing this information. "I swapped teams, init?" he said, puffing out his small chest. His frame was small and angelic looking, but his aura reeked of cruelty. He told tales of his exploits, revelling in the glory of the pain he had caused in the name of an old god. A god named technology - the oldest of all the gods. "I am the technical GOD - he explained - blagging to the real GOD of CODE.

Except, he wasn’t just any stranger, no, he wasn’t a stranger at all. I knew him. Hell, everyone in here should know him. Everyone in the Pack, both old and young, must have heard of him. He was a big deal. The only son of our great Alpha Damon. Filmonth’s high bad boy. A trendsetter. The IT guy of the Pack. The MVP of the basketball team. The kryptonite of every girl in school. The literal god of Filmonth High. Ash. Ash Gunner. I can't believe I'm sharing a kiss with Ash Gunner!