Novel & Cerita The War Gods Favourite

Val promised quietly, his voice thick with his own tears. "I could always renounce and live as a hermit in between the Valkyrie wood and your kingdom." Thane offered quietly as Val chuckled softly; both men knew that plan wouldn't bode well. Dorian would still find Thane's actions treasonous and only use it as an excuse to begin a war between both kingdoms. Thane slowly moved from Valerian's arms, fresh tears falling down his face as he purposely put space between them. The only contact now, their hands as they held on still.

Penelope replied without questions and went with her nursemaid to get dressed. Axel watched on from a distance. After they had left, he went close to the flower the girl was about to smell, and picked a fist full. He gathered them and arranged them into a bouquet. He was going to present them to her when next she comes to the garden. Three days went by, but Penelope was nowhere to be seen. He wandered around the garden, anticipating her visit. On the fourth day, she finally showed up. Axel could feel his heartbeat race abnormally. A god with no emotion was having a strong spark for a woman. He knew none of the other gods would be pleased to hear it. The celestial god had bridged a gap betwee

"But the South remembers its debts! To the Queen of the Shadow-Walk! OPEN FIRE!" A barrage of steam-pressurized silver harpoons tore through the air, embedding themselves in the Tide-Caller’s ice armor. The war of the gods had just become a war of the world.

“Even the Moon Readers can’t explain it.” Tharion paced like a caged animal fighting his doubts and fears. He knew the war would be lost without the Goddess Warrior or the Tiger Warrior. Tharion’s mind link to Kaelan crackled with static—battle preparations were already underway, but the moment Kaelan caught the edges of Kaplan’s pain through the bond, his response was immediate. Hold on. I’m coming.

Together we followed Dhara into the earth, each step bringing us closer to battle. With nothing else to do but walk, small conversations broke out amongst us all. Elias, God of Sex, talked a bit with Nyssa, the Goddess of Life, and Amora, the Goddess of Love. All three seemed familiar with one another, which wasn’t a surprise given their statuses. More than once I caught Sephtis looking at my sister, only to glance away when I gave him a death glare. All Ulrich wanted to talk about was war, which also wasn’t very surprising. Thankfully, my mates had no qualms recounting the various battles they’d fought in.

“Why are you thinking about this like marriage and babies?” “Because they all do the same. Just like Graham, cool with it and then want you to quit. I don’t want to quit.” “Then don’t! You’re really reading way too much into this; you definitely need to get laid. He could just be a good fuck and you don’t owe him shit.” I nodded. She was right. We made our way onto the stage after the MC introduced us. “Special one night only! Princess and Misty!” Yep Latisha’s work name was Misty. Fucking awful. The music kicked in and we did what we always do, put on a show. We’d been best friends for years now and were both straight as an arrow so we felt each other up like we were making a cup of tea. As

“You may kiss the bride.” Alexander snaked an arm around my waist and pulled me in close. I pushed myself onto my toes to capture his lips. I was home. I was loved. I was complete. Who knew I would have found myself feeling such a way in the arms of War God? The End.

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?

"Our orders are only to eliminate the God of War. But information has been tightly sealed. We still don't know who this God of War actually is." "Until we identify our target... no one makes a move." One of the heavily built Caucasian mercenaries scoffed. "It's just one God of War. Why send all of us? Chris and George alone could handle him." Jordan frowned. "Never underestimate your enemy. If headquarters deployed every one of us... then it means this God of War is far more dangerous than you think." His expression remained grave. Ordinarily, just a handful of these mercenaries could wipe out an entire criminal organization overseas.

I want to build something of my own, earn an honest living, and provide Piper with the best life she deserves. Gunthar looked at me with deep approval. Then, he turned and raised his right hand. "Company, attention! Render the highest honors to our hero and his family!" As the soldiers snapped into a solemn salute, my blood burned with passion and fire. Velda, who was behind the crowd, suddenly stood up. She shot me a resolute look before turning around to run into the distance. "I'll repay what I owe you, Callan. I swear I will!"