War God's Favorite Novels & Stories

“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.

“Do you know him well? What is he like? What does he want?” Atlas thought for a moment. “He’s short-tempered, unpredictable, immoral. And what he likes... as the God of War, obviously: a war, a good fight, chaos, death. But mainly, the thrill of battle, a challenge, good wine, and sex. So, what exactly are you planning to offer him?” Darina sighed and moved the tray aside. “I’ll cross that bridge when I reach it. Let’s go.” Atlas raised an eyebrow. “Be careful. Stay next to me.”

He stood tall, immovable, his silhouette carved against the lantern light like a verdict the world itself had no choice but to obey. When he spoke, it was not a statement. Not even a declaration. It was the truth. “I…”His voice dropped, deep and resonant, vibrating through bone and breath. “…AM THE GOD OF WAR.” The tent felt it… the wooden beams, the ground underneath, everything seemed to tremble under the force of that certainty. Even the flames bowed, shrinking lower as if in reverence… or perhaps fear. A heartbeat later… Lucien slammed his fist against the table. Maps jumped. Ink pots rattled. It was a sound that didn’t just echo… it promised death.

[Sea God—Philo]: Do you like the ocean? [Death God—Rea]: Of course I do, sweetie. I'm not telling a Sea God's awakener I dislike the ocean. I have common sense. [Sea God—Philo]: Say my name. Just my name. [Death God—Rea]: Philo~ [Sea God—Philo]: Do you like sea creatures? I think about this honestly. [Death God—Rea]: I adore them. Lobster, squid, crab, oysters...with chili.

And if he wanted something that was beyond my means, I even fought to get it for him. I felt sorry that he had missed out on so much during his childhood. In my previous life, he told me that his elders and relatives would go out of their way to prepare gifts for Charles, the favored son. Compared to those, Samuel's gifts were always an afterthought. They were extras that were passed to him in the end. Only Whitney was different. Whitney, his so-called childhood sweetheart. She gave him candy that belonged to him alone. Even if it was expired, it was still the only precious bit of sweetness in his lonely childhood.

And then him. Thane Raelthorn. Demi-god. Wolf prince. Walking disaster. He was bigger than any man I’d ever seen, and the kind of beautiful that made your stomach ache without warning. Claws dug into the stone beneath him. His chest heaved, hair plastered to his forehead with sweat and, God, I had no right to notice, something else. Fear? Pain? Hunger? All of it? I couldn’t tell. And I didn’t want to.

How had he not known that they would want more than just a place to live? “So, as it is right with the moon deities, let us present our pack before them. As children of the moon, let us call upon the moon goddess Selene , the wolf god of war and vengeance, Fenrir, the wolf goddess of love and abundance Freya, and the Guardian wolf, Zion, to strengthen us today as we declare the birth of Genesis.” The elder said and in unison they howled. “SELENE! FENRIR! ZION! FREYA!”

He is wearing white flowy robes similar to what the moon goddess wears. “My child, this is Zeus, my mate.” “It’s nice to meet you.” Sonya says. “The pleasure is all mine. All us gods are extremely happy with you and everything you have done for us. We want to give you something in return.” Sonya looks at the moon goddess and then back to Zeus. “What could you possibly give me?” “Peace of mind. We are going to put an end to Hades’s army and let you leave in peace with the man you love.”

he was like a God that what everyone thought when seeing him a handsome guy like him was rarely seen among wolves only fox were so beautiful but the difference is that they had a feeling of seductive even if they are just looking at you. 'I wonder if I have a mate I mean I didn't even shift no mate would like me as their mates' apart from thinking of his failure in shifting sometimes his thoughts fall on his mate he didn't Know what kind of a mate moon Goddness would bless him with or maybe he will have no mate just like he didn't shift or maybe he will have one but can not obtain her just rejected , fifteen minutes had passed and Barbie was back with a roasted big meat she gave it to his so

I said as I pointed with the gesture of my hand towards the thunder-blasting bloke with a brazen glint and mocking smirk on my lips. ”… the mighty ruler of Olympus and Elysian Fields, the God of all Gods” mockery aimed at bastard evident in every syllable “…had found himself in a bit of pickle with God of War recently, and thus at the mercy of the God of Chaos, the master of all things unpredictable and wild. My dear cousin Nepenthern here asked for protection and had decided to give me the hand of his lovely daughter Noosha as a token of his appreciation and gratitude.” I heard the sound of his teeth clenching as I spoke.