The Unknown God Book Novels & Stories

He looked like a sage. Sage: "In the abode of the Lord you shouldn't bow down to a human being like me". Tanisi was surprised to see he had seen her bow down with his eyes closed. She smiled and replied: "But you are not separate from the Lord. He resides in you, me and everyone else. Why I think we reside in him. How can there be anything other than him in this whole universe". Tanisi: "I bowed to him in you. It was him in me who wanted me to bow down to you".

Hello everyone it’s me Ennaira1011 the creator of Into the Unknown. Thank you for giving time and effort for reading my first completed book in Goodnovel. As for those who are wondering how the book got created well, almost all of us have this dream and wish that we want to escape the reality of life we are in. Into the Unknown is created due to the author’s wishful thinking of escaping the reality of our harsh world and experiencing things that didn’t experience by the author. Also, the part 2 of Into the Unknown is slowly coming out feel free to check it with the title Into the Unknown: Fall of Evetora. I hope you will aslo like the adventure of our new friends is Evetora.

Mortals cowered, their eyes cast skyward in awe and fear. I was not here to be seen. Not yet. But something stirred, pulling me closer. A strange hum, faint yet persistent, whispered against my senses. It was different from the cries of frightened humans or the prayers they murmured to deities they believed still cared. This was something else—a tether pulling me down. Intriguing. Mortal lands held no place for gods, and yet here I was, standing on the precipice of their world, compelled by… curiosity. With a single thought, I descended.

I went in after some time, and he was there scattering the books on the bookshelf. "What are you looking for?". I asked him.. "A book?" I responded back to me after sometime, he finally saw the book, he went with it to his table and called me over, his hands gesturing back at me... " What's this book about?" I saw the name, it was written in Arabic. "Derek, this has the prophecy written in it". He glared at the name, and called it, " The return of a god; عودة إله"..

I heard dad's voice, and he came into my view through the darkness. "I thought you were a ghost." I joked. "I was going through some old books. Found the exact one I was looking for," he said, handing me over a thick book that looked around a hundred years old. "What is this?" I asked. "It's a legendary, secret book about alphas who didn't approve of Moon Goddess's selection of mates and who fell in love with another," he spoke. My eyes shifted to his, and he quickly looked aside. Then he started adding more facts as he paced around; "Moon Goddess is the goddess we believe in. Humans might not even know her, but she's our goddess. She knows the best for us, and I don't think it's a good idea

Cole asked, getting on his feet also. “Hey Man! Don’t tell me, you don’t understand this?” Anthony asked, flipping the page of the book to where the full details were written. “I don’t. Can you tell me?” Cole asked, giving him a go ahead. “C’mon Cole, you ain’t this dumb right? Think dude” Anthony motioned, as he motioned the book towards Rex… He read the inscription on the book aloud, still not getting the hint. “THE DANGER OF A LYCAN FATE TO A LUNA – MOON GODDESS MYSTERIES”

I asked and he smirked. "I've been doing some studying lately. I found the book in the special collection section of the library" he said and I narrowed my eyes. "So what? You stole a book from a library?" I asked and he shrugged. "Maybe?" "Enzo, why would you do that?" "I found something about gods, godesses and demigods..." "Yeah, it's probably fiction" "No, it's not. Most of the things I found are true. The book was written by a Shaman who'd once entered the underworld"

"I'm not a bear, Adam! Just give me a few minutes." Amusement colored Adam's reply, his laughter dancing through his words. "Alright, but it's nice to make sure you're still alive, you know!" With renewed energy, Divine untangled herself from the bedsheets and embarked on her morning routine. A cascade of warm water embraced her as she stood beneath the shower, and her thoughts drifted between the past month's journey from despair to sanctuary. She emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, her reflection in the dimly lit tiles offering a glimpse of her changing body—four months along, a secret she held close.

"Another tribute?" "Classified as unknown." Her laugh was sharp as broken glass. "Unknown isn't a classification. It's an impossibility. We've catalogued every human bloodline for—" "But it is." Velis stepped forward, extending the vial. "Handle it carefully." The moment Dorothea's fingers closed around the crystal, her entire body went rigid. Her pupils dilated until only thin rings of iris remained visible. A sound escaped her throat—not quite a gasp, not quite a moan, but something caught between hunger and reverence.

“I hear the chaos you are refusing to see.” “I see it,” I say. “I feel it. Every prayer. Every scream.” “Then you know we cannot hesitate.” “I know we cannot become what they fear.” His voice rises. “They already fear me.” “And you want to prove them right?” “I want to end it.” “You cannot end fear with dominance.” “I can end uncertainty.” The newborn god speaks softly. “Certainty builds loyalty.” I turned on him. “Stop feeding this.” He lifts his hands. “I am only observing.”