Tower Of God Mc Novels & Stories

Max I sit in my seat at church, located to the left of Austin. The long oval red oak table proudly presents the emblem of our club. The death symbol holding his usual scythe along with a shield. Under the emblem are the words Nightmare Warriors MC in black bold letters. We have only been in church a few moments and are still waiting on a few brothers to join us, but judging my Austin's nervous behavior, I can tell something is defiantly wrong. The thought worries me. This club doesn't need any more bullshit.

"Oh, you need my spiritual counsel. You caught me at the right time my son. Take a hit first and feel the healing power of God." "Sure Brother," said Zeke as took a long drag. He exhaled and smiled. "This is good stuff Brother, better than the one I had when I first got here." "Like it? This is a new sativa strain I developed. This will enable you to open up all of your senses and feel one with the higher power. I call this the Touch of God." "Wow. I'm starting to feel it now Brother Bart." "How can I help you my son?"

The wealthiest sector of South Korea if you look at the dazzling stalls and shops, the huge malls and stadiums, and the bling blings; that if you see it from above at night, it looks like glittering specks of light in the land. The god that resides deep within him shudders. Every month he endures the relentless persuasion of the lord of the skies. Not knowing why. Every month, after all these years, Zeus wants him to return. And he wants none of that. Atleast, not anymore. The carriage landed gracefully and Damon opened the door for him. They both are wearing a suit. Hairs being swept by the force of the strong breeze that comes by at such height. They are atop one of the highest buildings a

"I think there are cars tailing us." Tricia creased her forehead though she looked alarmed before she look outside and relief was evident on her face after seeing what I meant. "Don't worry, Lycan Queen. Those are Alpha Duke's men in the mafia, while two of them are Omega Levi and Omega Saul." Tricia calmy explained to me.

Alon picked up the black gold commander stamp and expressionlessly said, “What I'm trying to tell you is that the black gold commander stamp symbolizes the new God of War's noble position. Meanwhile, you made the God of War eat your leftovers? “The new God of War is your new superior! “Trevor Drake, you…” Alon shook his head and did not speak further. He just picked up the black gold commander stamp, got up, and left the office. Trevor was the only one left in the office, feeling shocked. He was so frightened that his teeth chattered. “Did my former superior just become… my new superior?” Half an hour later, Thomas went back to Pisces. When Lord Vedastus saw Thomas return with nothing, he s

"I am the protector of the sacred treasures and I have already told you everything. You are late and the sacred treasure of the gods has belonged to a young man of pure blood." "Tell me! who is he? What kind of person is he? Tell me quickly!" shouted Aiden. He couldn't wait to find that person and snatch the sacred treasure from him. "He is a descendant of the Great God, a brown-haired youth with beautiful sapphire blue eyes. The sacred treasure is in his hands, it is impossible for you to obtain it! So, forget it!" "God's descendant? dammit! Did he find this place before me? I must snatch the sacred treasure from his hands before he gets his wish!" he thought. Aiden immediately walked away

" I walked around him and headed for the door without hesitation. My colleagues had been craning their necks toward the office, eager for gossip. The moment I stepped out, they all lowered their heads and pretended to work. My assistant, Lena Price, hurried after me with my bag, her voice anxious. "Caroline, the Sterling family runs Harbor City. They have ties to a lot of powerful people in Capital City too. "If you turn down their commission, and if they survive this crisis, will the firm..." "They won't." I stopped and looked back. The sign for Verity & Cross Law gleamed in the sunlight. I spoke softly. "The Sterling family won't survive this crisis." Lena stared at me in confusion.

Always. But it never worked on him. He had no mercy or love to give. That was the one thing the so-called genuiuses forgot to programme into his game-style code of zeroes and ones. He was a cruel teenager - one who had existed since the dawn of time in this strange land of Alphas and Gods. Miaka was the only female left - so he would be stupid to let her lie - for if she did there would be no new blood to torture - and the teen God loved to torture them.

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.

In the supreme suite of Cloud Nine Tower, Sirius Davidson, the newly appointed God of War, looked grimly at the driver being dragged out. Tori, Zach, Janette, Ayo, and other prominent politicians and businesspeople were in attendance. They had heard some unbelievable rumors from the driver who had brought Magnum back. Doctors from the mental hospital were restraining the driver, who was struggling and shouting. "The people on Temple Road have complete control over the weather. Mr. Kara of Karamon can emit a golden light from his body.