The God Of Life Novels & Stories

Coach Ben continued. "Coach, there's still hope, but if your first thought is weakness, you'll never see the hopes that Boss G always gives," Lucian says you can wipe your sweat with a towel. Coach Ben furrowed. "Boss G? Who is he, anyway?" Alexa smiled and stared at Coach Ben. "Boss G, who created heaven and earth. The only God that all creatures in the world should praise and worship. " Coach Ben laughed at what Alexa said. "Your siblings are truly figurative in talking. Either way, I already know Boss G, and I'm thankful for him. "

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

"Gabe!" "Pop!" Did he realize he was holding his chest? His heart, fuck me, he's rubbing his heart, and his eyes, those eyes so like his mother's, now filled with a new light. I rested my head back against the chair and prayed for patience and the strength to get my son through this. The hurdle from childhood to manhood can be vicious as hell.

The fiendish war had raged on since long before Elika was born, neither side showing compassion. The battles raged on through the centuries untamed and savage, no side allowing quarter. The deaths were heinous and unprincipled; those who died would not rest silently. Their sinful battle would continue onward, the souls forever locked in limbo where they would endure the tortures of death lingering on their monstrous souls. Not many remember the true beginning of the impure and putrid war, the centuries moulding and bending it into only myth. Those who do remember the beginning speak not of the times of peace, when all mystical beings lived together, when the gods worked as one to preserve an

"Though as entertaining this is, the affairs of the still living are none of my concern. You'll have to speak to my opposite; Life." "So how do I find Life?" I asked, and Death shrugged, twirling his scythe as if it were a baton. "No clue. I deal with matters of death." "...you're of no help, you know that?" "I've upheld my deal, so I think I've helped way more than necessary. I'm just glad I didn't go fishing for your soul. Otherwise, I would've declined." My jaw drops at his comment, and he shrugs, fading away.

he stated and smiled happily at me giving me the creeps. "What does that even mean," I growled angrily and Kaeha chuckled. He put his arm around me and smiled. "It means that you are a Dual God, Sebastian, two sides of the same coin, both light and dark or Life and Death. You can give life or take it away, but like your mother, you aren't supposed to even exist, you're either an extreme mistake or a divine blessing, it's for you to decide. You have the ability to kill other Gods or bring deceased ones back to life and there are those in the world that would pay any price for that gift and use it nefariously," he replied and I nodded in shock. I didn't realize Hoka and Rai both had been eaves

His hair was completely gray, yet he still looked alert and full of energy. Even through the screen, Cassian could sense an imposing air of dominance from the man. It was a similar sort of presence that Nero gave off, but Nero had a sharp, gritty kind of dominance, while the old man on the screen felt like an immovable mountain. It felt as though there would never be anything to fear should he be around, not even if the sky fell down. Of course, Cassian could immediately deduce who the old man was—Jonah Sinclair, the Military God.

“And his innate divine collection is half opened, and he has three pulses, which is nothing like we’ve seen in this world. He’s a natural-born god. If he’s not an offspring that had been carefully bred by someone super strong, he may be a reincarnation instead! So, Master, when you said that he lost a leg previously, but now he has a healthy limb, it’s because of the regenerative function of his divine body.” The more Jade listened, the more her eyes were about to bulge out. “My son is a god?!” “You can’t be talking about myths, right?” Cheryl said. “Right, yes, I remember now,” Guilherme said. “My master once said that a god’s body has three pulses, and there are three sets in total, and th

The celestial god had bridged a gap between gods and humans a long time ago. He watched her run in the garden like a three years old child with no care in the world. Her laughter rang in the wind like soft bells. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Adjusting the flowers, he walked toward her confident. His mind was made up, he was going to talk to her, and they were going to be friends. Soon, he got to where she stood with a wide grin plastered on his face. He extended the flowers to her. But to his dismay, she walked past him. He followed her, hoping she’d accept his flowers. But it was almost like he wasn't there. He realized she could not see him. She had no idea someone

“I thought you would feel that way. Then I offer you this. Let me give you the authority to be the voice and protector of all supernatural’s. To oppose Gods in order to speak for your people and to counter any God in order to make sure no high authority can ever treat supernatural’s unjustly. There will never be another situation like the one Demi had to suffer through with Ares, as long as you are there to fight for them. You will be my right hand, the god of all supernatural’s not just one single race or species.” Zeus’ words took my breath away. This can’t be real, can it? What’s going on? Ryder is a God? Ryder let his body shrink back down to that of his human form. His armor continued t