To Kill God Novels & Stories

“You will live five hundred deaths repeatedly, and when you eventually pass on, your soul will not be allowed into Xamnir’s, or Kai’s, plain. You’ll be sent to the firepit as a slave of Raerin, God of the Underworld and father of the Wolf Goddess, Tiarin.” I knew it came with a catch, and why wouldn’t it? This is a powerful weapon and can kill any supernatural creature, even a God. So what exactly did I expect? “I’ll do it; I’ll kill Stefan,” I say, looking over at my brother, who seems shell shocked. “Kon-”

The new god studies us. “You hesitate,” he says. “We consider,” I reply sharply. “Consider quickly,” he answers. “Because belief does not pause.” The energy around him thickens. He is stabilizing. Solidifying. Kieran’s voice drops low. “If I kill him now” “You create martyrdom,” I interrupt. “And if I don’t?” “He becomes permanent.” The new god tilts his head. “I prefer permanence.” The crowd begins chanting. Not Kieran’s name. Not mine.

To call them vane would be no understatement. "True but let's face it they're always quick to act when they feel threatened. And there's two things they feel threatened by. Gods of death, and demons. Christopher is one of them already! When was the last time you've heard of a pure demon? Now once he gets closer to becoming a full fledged god they will sense it, and they will want him dead for certain!" Alesia snapped. Generally killing another god was a difficult and cataclysmic event. The battles would shake both the heavens and earth. But there was one reason they especially would aim to end a god of death. That was the fact a god of death didn't just have control over life and death of mo

Sadie: "Exactly." Noah: "By killing them?" Sadie: "We die too, Noah. We're going to hell." Noah: "If you follow God, then you don't believe in hell." Sadie: "We don't know if God exists. But we know that there is a possibility." Noah: "So you believe in God, and you also believe in hell." Sadie: "Yes." Noah: "Then why are you trying to kill everyone?" Sadie: "Because we have to."

That’s been happening more… “Dante.” He looks at her, a frown of concern flicking across his face at the anger and hatred in hers. “What is it?” he asks her. “How do you kill a god?” We all turn sharply to her, not expecting that. She stands there, her chest rising and falling. “What?” Azura asks. “Are you guys deaf? How do you kill a god? They’re the enemy, right? So how the hell do we kill them?” “That’s information we do fucking need,” Leo mutters.

Drystan let me breathe only to finish this three-day ritual. The realization filled me with a new wave of pain… I should die. Not because it was remarkable that I was still in the world of the living, but because only my death could stop the apocalypse. Without my blood, Belial would not be able to create his body. If I died, everyone else could live…

I would never be able to forget how Amy's small hands clawed desperately for breath as she turned purple. Nor would I ever be able to forget how Sam clamped a hand over my mouth when I tried to call the police, nor how he told me, "We can have another child, so don't kill my mother." I would never forget how they worked together with those charlatans they called exorcists, and how I was struck with a "holy scepter" until I died. Hatred surged through my chest like a tidal wave, and for a split second, I wanted nothing more than to storm into the kitchen, grab a knife, and butcher that venomous old hag where she stood.

She held Alpha Jones and patted him to make him calm. "You are still alive?" Alpha Jones groaned as he asked in amazement. "I am" Sophie sobbed. "I have to kill you. The goddess wants you dead" he said forcefully. "What?!" Sophie was shocked. "The goddess is dead" she told him. "The goddess is immortal. She can never die" he cried. "I have to kill you" he growled. "You don't have to obey her anymore. She is dead" Sophie said loudly. She was getting worked up.

“To attain godhood, one is to kill the god or the goddess. Now imagine if I kill both. I will be the ultimate. The ultimate form of power. No one past, present, or future will be able to stop me.” “I-It will n-never ha… h-appen,” Layla coughed and blood trickled down her lips. “T-the god and… and g-goddess will n-never l-let… let that ha-happen. They’ll find a w-way to s-stop you.”

Kael finally faced him. “I know enough.” “Then tell me.” “No.” Kael said. The word landed between them. Adrian's hands curled inside his pockets. “She almost killed that creature,” he said. “Did she?” Kael asked sarcastically. Adrian's eyes narrowed. Kael held his gaze. The question stayed there. “Did she?”