The Great One Novels & Stories

My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the grand hall. I stopped in front of James, lips curved slightly as I raised my glass toward him. “Don Hill, long time no see.” My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the entire banquet hall. “Gerald Family from North Atlantis has come to visit.” “P-Pia?” James’s voice trembled uncontrollably. He reached out a hand toward me, as if trying to touch me and make sure I was real. However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand.

At least I have to defend myself. Harry occasionally glanced at Kirey who was already busy eating the chocolate-flavored candy. "But why did you get an egg score?" "I was too lazy to write the answer, so I just answered it from my head. Shorter, clearer, and more concise. Mr. Dani alone can't hear my telepathy Harry. He's just an old fart that smells of graves, come on. You're being serious. Face the creatures of the earth!" "Earth creature? So what are you? Satan?"

DAMON Malcolm George was Kelvin's closest friend in Landera and if anyone knew what was going on, it was Malcolm. Malcolm was a shapeshifter and also a lawyer based in Landera. Mason was on the wheels driving to Malcolm's home, singing and as usual, trying to hit the high notes.. which he fails every damn time. Malcolm lived in Landera but his house was at the other side of the town so it would take a little while before getting there.

River blinks, and then he laughs, the sound rich and disbelieving. “Impossible,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “As always, you’re mistaken, Maerilee. I’m your One. Not some—” he gestures vaguely toward the door, “—servant.” I bristle at his dismissal of Akin, my temper flaring again. “You don’t know that. You can’t just decide you’re my One because it’s convenient for you.” He pushes off the wall, stepping closer, and I can see the determination in his eyes.

Great One said calmly. Ms. Lauren calmed herself, to see if she can recognize the voice, but nothing was coming at all. She's 55 years old now but looks 40. She has her memory intact and never forgets anything that easily. But it appears that this one is different. She couldn't even remember a thing about the person that's been speaking to her. "Let me see you!" she said anxiously. "Prepare yourself because I'm about to reveal myself right now!" Great One uttered.

Nathan walked in and when she closed the door, he quickly asked her. “Why? Why did you ask for the list?” “I want to know the guy at the end of the left side of the table!” “You have an eye for him?” “Come on, tell me!” Nathan opened the folder he brought and quickly said, “He is Lucas Miller, CEO of Mile Enterprise.” “Mile Enterprise?” “Yes, you hear me right babe! He is Martin's competitor in the business.” “You better think twice if you don’t want to make Martin upset!” Nathan added

In this group, there were Nine Great Gods of War, except Fane. Usually, the chatting group was as quiet as a mouse, only a few messages popped out from time to time. “Wow, Lana, did I see it wrong or what? It’s our Master!” Abner Young—one of the Nice Great Gods of War—exclaimed excitedly in a text he sent. “Oh My God! I haven’t seen Master for a long time, is that woman the Mistress? The photo is only showing her back, I’m sad that I can’t know what the Mistress really looks like!”

"You're okay?" "Getting there," I said roughly. "But what's happening to Jagg? What are those things?" "They are identified by many different names, but my family called them the Great Ones. They aren't of this realm but are the creators of it - of all of the realms of Earth." He studied Jagg grimly as the gargoyle continued to wrestle with his penalties correlated with his wish. "Jagg has too much unchecked power now. I knew they wouldn't allow it." He paused and we both watched as a tattoo appeared on each of the emperor's wrists. On the floor at the tip of Jagg's biggest toe, a small gold lamp appeared.

“Leading these clans was a powerful god whose prowess was recognised across the Allverse. He was so powerful that he was declared the Great Saint Equal to the Heavens!” Butler Fin’s voice carried great emotion when he mentioned the past ruler of Zandor. And Zandorians could feel the respect he had for this god. It was to the extent that even they who didn’t completely understand what Butler Fin was talking about, could feel that this god was truly above the masses.

For the first time— the True King looked serious. Actually serious. Then the red sky split open. A gigantic portal appeared. Larger than any before. Larger than the Citadel itself. Then something emerged. Not a monster. Not a Devourer. A person. A giant. Thousands of feet tall. Covered in crimson armor. Eyes burning like stars. Then Henry whispered: "No." Pause. Then: "That's a First One." The world stopped. Immediately. Because until now— they had only heard stories.