Novel & Cerita War God's Favorite

"Battle raged on across the continent, until finally, Markelus faced off with Eon. He drove his sword to the tyrant's heart, and killed him. Henceforth he became known as the Godslayer, and his weapon, the-" "Sword of the Godslayer." Minos swung his arms sidewards, like a musician that just delivered a heartwarming ballad. "So you're not really after my father, you're after the sword." "Yes." "You could have just said that." "Where's the fun in that?" "The only one who had fun in this room was you." Cassana glanced at Rei, who gave her an affirmative nod. "I hope you're not planning to be a bard, because you are terrible at it."

Father would never reveal this part of him to others not even to our pack for to them he is their austere and rigid Alpha but to me, he is simply my fun-loving papa. "I would be honoured, Alpha Uranus," I utter playfully bowing my head in reverence whilst he scoops up some of the chocolate in a tiny spoon and feeds it to me. "You see mother, it is as I have told you. Theia is his favourite. He has never once fed me frosting." Cronus sulks. "Well, that is because papa cherishes me more." I snicker evilly opening my mouth for another spoonful whilst mother reaches forward to comfort my pouting brother.

William corrected. The man who still earned the nickname "The Strongest God of War" didn't like the idea of people misunderstanding Riley. He still wanted his son to be known as one of those soldiers who wouldn't kill his opponent. That would make him a prouder father. According to him, the mistakes he had made in the past should not be made by Riley. He was once known as the "God of Death" because of his great killing ability, but then he turned into a general who was able to defeat enemies without killing them.

“And magic doesn’t really work on it.” “But fire does.” The priest added. Modi swallowed hard and replied slowly. “Apparently fire destroys even the humans too.” “Fire destroys anything and anyone. It is no friend of anyone.” The priest explained. Modi nodded in agreement but was sweating a little from being nervous. Werewolves hate fire and so they do not like heat in the slightest. “So where is the werewolf god now?” the priest taunted. Modi and the others gazed at him in silence wondering where he was driving at.

Beauden looks at his mate concerned until she's out of view. Wisdom walks outside, "maybe I should have asked him my question first. I didn't think he'd go all whack on me and leave." "Maybe I can answer your question. After all, I'm your uncle. The way things are going I may be your favorite uncle." Ares appears in front of her. She tilts her head to the right ."The God of War, my favorite uncle. Yep, I can see that." Wisdom chuckles.

The Dark God’s response silenced all the ancient gods who heard it; although the Goddess of Charm is undeniably powerful, in terms of seniority and strength, the Dark God ranks among the mightiest. There are also the God of War, the God of Spears, and the Wind God, who stand on equal footing with him, but they rarely make an appearance, feeling no need to show themselves in the realm of the gods unless absolutely necessary. Unlike the Dark God, who was considered free and unrestrained, he preferred to do whatever he wanted rather than be trapped by the ancient customs of the ancient gods themselves.

He casts a loving look in his wife’s direction. One of the other Gods steps forward, placing his right hand over his heart, giving Jamari a slight bow. “I am Set, better known as the God of War.” He tells her, mischief dancing in his eyes. “As you can imagine, this is a very exciting time for me.” He winks at Jamari, lifting his body from his bow. My mother rolls her eyes from behind him.

As the ruler of ogres Builder was sent to Hell for his trial with the divine powers. The huge triumphant noise echoed in the Silver Oak palace. They greeted and cheered loud at their victory. The walls witness the glorious triumph of werewolves against their biggest enemy. Marcus and his men were excited at their victory. They immediately went inside to free their men and imprisoned the cruel ogres. Marcus went to his throne and sat in his chair. All cheered for him. “Yeah.. The victory is ours. God Bless The SuperPowers. Gord Bless the Royal King”. They all shout together. He looked at them with pride. As they went silent, he addressed his men.

“And by all, you mean. . . . .?” “I mean werewolves! I hate all you werewolves and your obnoxious howls. I hate that you think you’re better than us and yet you still come to us for help! I hate proud you all are and you know what I hate the most? It’s that your stupid nodded backs you up!” I’m not the most knowledgeable person when it comes to matters of the goddess but I’m pretty sure this is the part where she gets struck by lightning so what the hell is taking so long?

“Thor, come on! I want to see JoJo’s new pups!” I shout to my mate. How is it that he’s the god of war—the one who has to be ready to leap into battle at a moment’s notice—and I’m always the one waiting for him? “Alright, alright. I’m here. Let’s go meet the new little crotch goblins. Do you know what their names are yet?” Thor asks, strolling into the living area.