Tower Of God Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Preeminence Tower was just as tall and imposing as Amber remembered it, that shiny, spiral high rise which rose towards the clouds from where the God of this city lived at the top. But now she knew better of course. Grayson Godwin was just an imperfect man with problems and faults, even if he was as beautiful as a God and just as wealthy. But neither of those things made him invincible, immortal, or immune. And now his very life, or what was left of it, was most probably at stake. Amber shuddered at the thought as Leo and the driver messed with their luggage. The chef hadn’t wanted her to lift a finger to help and she was in no mood to argue. She did feel like shit anyway.

“I have a lot of things to make up for.” He held out his hand. I didn't hesitate, I placed mine in his, and he helped me out of the car. Together, we walked toward the entrance. The maids and guards greeted us as we stepped inside. For many years, I thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken me when I was unable to shift at eighteen. But standing here now, I realized she had only been guiding me toward becoming someone stronger… “Mommy!” Asher's voice pulled me from my thoughts.

I shied, glancing on the other side. "They realized you don't need to compete with the others," he said, touching my hair, tugging a lock behind my ear. "They want you and want all by themselves." Why does he always feel cold to the touch? I turned my back on him, to the glass walls, and wanted to stare back at Kurai, but there is no other reflection than mine on the glass. He is right to what I thought now. "So, you are a god," I believe what happened today wasn't just mere luck, or even to my new voice. I didn't wait for him to say something, "that tongue, does it belong to someone else? someone who died?"

It was a roar that carried the weight of a thousand years of ancestral rage. “Girard?” I whispered, though I knew he couldn’t hear me. The thing standing in the center of the tower was no longer my husband. It was the Apex. A mountain of black fur and serrated bone, standing nearly eight feet tall. Its eyes were not amber or gold; they were voids of pure, electrical white. The air around him smelled of ozone and ancient earth. The heavy oak door finally gave way with a splintering crash. My father’s men rushed in, their silver-tipped rifles raised, their faces masked in tactical gear. They had come prepared for a wolf. They were not prepared for a god of carnage.

Yeojoon hears the latter say before finally recognizing him, beaming with his signature heart-shaped smile. "Sire, the steeds are ready for take off. Also, the whole mansion is sqeaky clean, — minus the part that centaurs partied just about three hours ago and busted Pan's face on the fountain." He paused dramatically, taking a moments breath, "Also, Nicholas destroyed half the flowerbeds after playing Chase with your followers." The minor god smiled sheepishly, as if it was a normal thing that happens everytime. Yeojoon sighed. Just another typical day as god, he guesses.

"You will remain here." The streets below were home only to ghosts and shadows now. The people were cowering in whatever safe haven they could find, whether it be the claustrophobic aisles of a department store or the dark back room of an office. Anywhere was better than the bubbling mire outside. The heat from the burning blood would not affect the deity who once walked in his own volcanic Eden. Nor did it affect the creatures he crafted but it certainly made their way more taxing. Isaac watched as a soft haze encapsulated the God's body and slowly, he began to fade, glowing translucent and glorious.

Voice again came with the clue. She rub her chests with extreme thirst. Her eyes start twitching and something pinch in her eyes. Becky tried to open them, but it twich more. She rubbed her eyes violently to remove the pinching particle. As she open her eyes. Her gaze went towards the base of the cage, which has little heap of dust gathered around. It was shining and have sparking particles. Becky immediately remembered something and looked at her wolves. They were still standing and guarding their Goddess. They were waiting for the commands of their Goddess. The devil has cast a strong wall between them and Goddess. When they looked at Goddess desperate face, and as she wants to convey some

He went pale and reached for his robe. I snatched the fabric right out of his hands and pulled him onto the bed. "You smell good," I trailed my fingers down his chest. "Like a midnight forest. You make me feel safe." The tips of his ears turned instantly red. That night, we were feral. I used to think the War God's stamina was legendary. I was wrong. The Lord of the Underworld had a staying power all his own. Orion didn't stop until dawn broke. I was literally begging him to rest. I melted into his arms, feeling a satisfaction I had never known before.

He got big dreams, but it all lose because of greed. He smile and said to Theo," hmm, i lost". He felt straight back to the ground. Theo was shivering, it was his first time killing a human being, he was scare, he was lost and confuse what to do, so he got up and ran fast toward his home in fear that someone will see him. *pov of Tang* *tch, the chief let that boy go away free, what a jerk", in one of the corner outside of city gate, a man was complaining to himself. who it might it was Tang.

“I always thought myself lucky to have been consistently assigned to the two of you. I never thought about the fact that I am assigned to two gods at once. Now that you mention it, I guess that is unheard of.” “When I was younger, I had a best friend named Jasmine. We didn’t grow up together or anything because I’m a god and she was a Keres. I don’t really have an age.” Typhon began. “I watched and admired her from the very first moment I noticed her on the battlefield. She was a force to be reckoned with, and I admired her strength and beauty.”