Novel & Cerita The War Gods Favourite

Arriving at the office he meditates on everything Tania told him and complements it with what Karina told him, “8 years ago 2 angels applauded, according to Tania they have more strength than any of the gods, even the 3 great ones of Olympus. In addition, in a matter of strength, those of Olympus beat all the rest of us in strength, except the Nordics, the important thing is to discover how it is possible that there are other children and from which gods they will be descendants, ”Julius begins to investigate, Since for them the word angel only meant purity, take a book, "let's see this book about world religions and beliefs," when Julius begins to read it, he notices an interesting topic, "

The Dark God’s response silenced all the ancient gods who heard it; although the Goddess of Charm is undeniably powerful, in terms of seniority and strength, the Dark God ranks among the mightiest. There are also the God of War, the God of Spears, and the Wind God, who stand on equal footing with him, but they rarely make an appearance, feeling no need to show themselves in the realm of the gods unless absolutely necessary. Unlike the Dark God, who was considered free and unrestrained, he preferred to do whatever he wanted rather than be trapped by the ancient customs of the ancient gods themselves.

I blurted, unable to understand his logic. Charles smiled and elaborated, "I want to know what it feels like to be cherished by someone unconditionally and without reserve. I want to know whether I can be as lucky as he was to be loved by you and spoiled silly." Charles proceeded to tell me that back when he was 18, he had the world at his feet. It had seemed as if everyone adored him, but in truth, everyone wanted something from him. Even Jenna, who claimed to love him, raised him to play the role of the perfect heir. He wasn't allowed to falter or have any desires of his own. His only acts of rebellion were marrying Whitney and joining the military.

Gods understood the kind of arithmetic where victory and loss were separated only by how much collateral one was willing to burn. Celeste was speaking his language now. And she knew it. The waves rose a little higher. The ocean was listening. Remy shifted his weight once, silent and ready. Ares noticed that too, but his eyes remained on Celeste. The war god’s attention had narrowed to a point, and the narrowing itself was dangerous. That was when gods became most violent: when they could no longer pretend the challenge was trivial. Celeste lifted her chin. She did not raise Hellebore.

Just being able to eat at a table again instead of on the cold floor is a small achievement. “We have a few,” he answers vaguely. — Gods of war and peace. Gods of desire, hate and love. And a wolf god who created everyone else because he was tired of being alone in the sky. The impression of your voice makes me curious. — Don't you believe in your gods? The Prince takes a long pause. He seems to reflect on something at the bottom of his glass.

“Who is Damon?” “The war God, he has been in the borders half his life and only returned for the festivity, second son to King Williams and born of his favorite concubine” I could not believe my luck. I am mate to the God of war which sounded odd. I was made to understand we were headed for the borders and it involved a life of war and fighting. None of that mattered to me, since I have gotten a second chance at life I choose to make the most out of it. The journey was tiring and long, we had to stop a number of times to get fresh food supplies and freshen up. Sarah my handmade, was of great help to me, I am still getting acquainted with her addressing me as “my lady”.

The river had swollen into the fields, and treetops broke the surface of the water which swirled restlessly around hidden obstacles, so it wasn’t lying, but Lyric doubted that the sign maker had a flood in mind. “You said that before. I don’t understand,” she indicated to turn off. That road would lead to one of the river crossings, and she suspected that it would be impassable due to flooding. Plus, they sought the dam. It still made sense that whatever was in the water would have originated from there. “What old war?” He slid her a frown. “The Eternal Wars of the Gods,” he prompted. “Sounds cheerful,” she said dryly. “You know nothing,” he realized with mild surprise. “Humans have forgotte

I kept my tone hopeful and light. “Friends, huh?” He lets his cigarette dangle between his fingertips. I held my breath, hoping that I hadn't unknowingly made an enemy out of him. Based on the little information I had gathered, we would need every ally that we can get in the upcoming war. “Yes,” I replied, stretching my hand out for a handshake. Benjamin stares at my preferred peace offering for a long time before he grabs it, pumping it quite enthusiastically. “You do owe me one though.”

He is quite the double-crosser. “Fenrir has taken a lot from us. He has taken our soldiers, females, and children. And soon he will take away your father’s territory and pride. But if you become an ally, we might be able to stop him.” “Why not wage war against him? Take the war to his doorstep when he is off guard.” I blurted out. “We can not afford another war with Fenrir. He is an unstoppable force, we can not win him. But if we know his plans, his strengths and weaknesses... we can use that against him and ruin him from the inside.” Ryker said, his tone turning conspiratorial.