The War Of The Gods Book Novels & Stories

Azrael said, leaving the home and walking through the driveway lined with oak trees. Seeing Maia again brought memories of the great war between the Angels and old Gods. His sworn duty was to kill all of the old Gods so they would fade into history and only be remembered as legends. Goddess Maia fought hard and led the last rebelling Gods in the final war. Golden blood flowed like rivers after the battle. He could still see the woman looking at him with ultimate hatred. Since it was he who betrayed her kindness and love. Azrael continued to walk out of the main gate and ended in a deserted park where his gaze came upon the full moon in the sky.

The war and death goddess did not care how many worlds she would have to vanquish in order to have them all. “There have been several accounts told across different universes based on these battles. Each account bearing its own story that is either falsified or ends up being jotted down in history and mythological books, all narrating a tale known as The Titanomachy — a battle of the gods against the Titans, hence the name. In this Titanomachy, the tale claims that the gods are victorious over these rebellious sentient beings identified as the Titans but all that takes a turn in this story. In this universe which appears to have told the story far more correctly than in any other universe of

Valerie asked the wizard. “The book of the gods was written by Xermes; the great magical philosopher. He wanted mortals to understand the divine nature of the gods and how they work. When he wrote the book, the gods were angry with him and struck him dead at that moment he finished the last piece of the work. His son at that time, had gotten hold of the information but didn’t understand it for it was written in the language of the gods which Xermes himself had studied while he was in the world between world. It was reported that Xermes happened to be the first sorcerer to have contacted the higher realms and also Loki was the one who thought him the various language of the gods” Crane finish

It was nothing like I ever saw. I picked the book of shining light. It was a big book and it had such an inscribed and ancient design. On the cover, there was an evil looking being and an angelic being. They each were on fighting positions. It’s like they wanted to attack each other. Curiosity led me to open the book. My fingers stopped working when the pages of the book flipped open by themselves. I was astounded. It stopped at a page. A page I desperately read. And so it was said, that every millennium. A war between the brothers of light and the brothers of darkness shall take place. The…

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?

The mighty don't notice the small. Elena said nothing. Her father continued, “They say the War God is mighty and powerful in a way most people will never understand. No one dares speak when he says no. No one even coughs or breathes wrong in his presence. It’s said he fought bravely in the last war. — In all of this, here is the part you need to hear — he needs you just as much as you need him.”

"If the gods are losing their war... it's time we step in and take their territory." (End of Chapter 149)

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

“It’s said a night will come when the moon does not rise, and the heavens stand still in watch, as the old gods make their final stand against the Goddess of the Moon. Her banished companion, her eternal guard, will ride again, and face its other half on a field of blood. The victor will either usher the moon once more, and the Goddess will reign for her rightful eternity, or the veil will lift, and the old gods will come back to power, those followers of her holyness disappearing into mist and ash.” “Good grief,” I whisper to myself, squinting at the text covered in smears of ink. Had I read that passage correctly? I look to the window where the sky is turning a deep violet. How long have I

But right before everyone’s eyes, he evaporated. Nothing can kill a god. Nothing was supposed to kill a god. However, the blazing fire, under King Alaric’s command evaporated a god. It was a bad omen and it came calling the rest of the gods. A heavenly war ensued in a world that has been at peace for ages. King Alaric ended up evaporating two more gods and the fight didn’t end until the Almighty intervened.