The Gods Of Chaos Novels & Stories

he paused with excitement as he set to go through it, he sat on the chair in his study and lit the wooden torch on the wall. (The gods and goddesses were divine pure spirit, the goddess of air, the goddess kasha (Earth) Naruto the god of the sun, Nymiway the goddess of water, Tiamat the goddess of fire and there came the little devil Magna, the god of pure darkness. He was later banished and he becomes Magnus the god of darkness and lord of demons, full of hate for his older siblings' Creation. He tried to lay ruins in their realm and bring misfortune to their children, that was when the siblings' feud started, the other gods join heads together and banish him to a realm created out of his m

Omotola cried as a crowd began to gather, her siblings looked and saw the aura around the Orisha. "He's a chaos god, he's in his element." Binta said Once again Omotola wondered if they had done the right thing by unleashing this powerful being into a world that has forgotten his kind. "What is the use of exchanging banter when there are no bards and drummer to bare witness," Shango cried and a band of native drummers mysteriously appeared. "Guy who you be? Who the hell do you think you are." The lead thug sneered. "I am your father's master and your mother's husband."

Glad to say it. "What did you call me?" The young man asked. "Ah, Chaos. It's ugly for Hades to listen to, isn't Hades the god of the underworld? It's ugly to listen to because you're called evil. So Chaos is better." Answer it. "Chaos means apocalypse, more on war, or disaster. That's terrible." Hades said laughing as they continued walking. "Suppose beautiful Chaos, hehe. Ah basta! Everyone calls you Hades, I should just call you Chaos." Bossy says Khione.

Goldie walks over to Katcha and grabs her by the arm. “Wait, no!” She panics and tugs on his hand to get him to let go. “What did you just do?!” Darryl also exclaims in a panic as he rushes to block the door. His knees shook from witnessing the phenomena from earlier, yet he is determined to look Goldie in the eyes. There is a golden glint within his irises, and they seemed to flicker and grow similarly compared to a fire. It grows more, and more, until all he could see is a whole room burning down. Like tinnitus, he could hear distant screaming that increased in volume. They’re crying and cursing out a name he can’t quite decipher. In the room, he is the only one who remains. The walls quic

Flowing the land and filling to the streams of the connecting river. Death! Bodies are piled high like the mountain. Scattered the once happy lands. Screams! They are louder every passing time. Piercing into everyone's ears from afar. Even the strongest of foes must quiver at the sound. Ash! It’s falling from the sky and onto the ground, scorching the land. Gone are the trees and fields. The once earthy and breezy place has decayed. Darkness! The sun has not risen since the war started. All lands have been cursed. One can not tell whether it's night or day unless you tap into the source of the cause. The energy of the dark witch Ophelia and this was only the beginning.

I’ll have the credit of killing the monstrous Death Kings. I reach the door. I open it and Julia gasps at the sight of the tattooed one-eyed man in a black pleated skirt. I cleaned him off after removing his eye. “This is Ransom Oaks! He is one of the Chaos Boys. He is the psychotic stalker of the group.” Well, it gets more and more interesting. I now know his real name. She is a fountain of Chaos knowledge and of how this city works.

Shadows flowed from his palms like smoke and stars, interlacing into a gigantic globe of black and red power, throbbing with unbridled, unchecked chaos. It hit the approaching divine light directly and for one suspended instant, Heaven and the Abyss met. The quake rippled the earth. Lightning traced rippling patterns through the heavens, golden rivers twisting through the horizon as the skies themselves tore asunder. The mansion creaked, foundations shuddering as if each stone held the memory of the ancient wars between angels and gods. "Stay back from me!" Chaos snarled, his crimson cloak billowing in the storm. His grin was absent — his eyes, molten gold outlined with crimson, blazed with

“You are the son and grandson of the founders of the Harmony Moon Pack and the Mythical Kingdom of the dragons. Your heritage has led you here and you are about to face one of the greatest battles of all time. Only you can overcome what is about to happen.” “Grandma, what are you talking about?” “The gods have bound some of your power. They won’t stop there. The gods… Their job is to look over all of us. To keep the balance. They have faulted you for no reason other than their own fear.” I am confused more than ever. “I didn’t do anything to them though. I simply defended myself when Thomas attacked me.”

"Do any of you know the story about the children of chaos and Gaea? The Greek legends?” Willow perks up and has her laptop ready for note-taking and research. “I know a little bit but I have a feeling, not as much as you.” I continue to explain the history of our realm. "Chaos and Gaea were the first Gods. No one knows how they were created but they were first and became what they were at the beginning of time. Chaos is the God of void and emptiness. He ruled over the plains of darkness and shadow. Gaea is the Goddess of light and creation. She is also often referred to as Mother Earth as she created all life and what is needed to sustain life in this realm.

❤️ Prince Aragorn (Part 1) ❤️ "Chaos?" the Vampire Prince repeated after him. "Why will you be given such a name," he said and looked at the man as if he had gone nuts. "As if you can truly cause chaos like your name implies," he added. The man in front of him gave a sly grin. "That's because I am the god of chaos. It is my job to cause chaos wherever there is peace. That's my job. As far as life is concerned, there is no peace without chaos Aragorn." Chaos respond.