Wednesday American Gods Novels & Stories

Odell who is one to be easily tempered, which the humans describe to have the quick temper of a human remains the God of war, as when it comes to fighting of demons, Odell is at the front line. Layland on the other hand is the God of illusions and compel, while Barak is the God of the four elements, and Darius, being the God of the underworld. Aside all that, it is known for each of the Gods to be blessed with strength, speed, and hyper senses. "And who says this is a joke, less at all useless?" Alec replies them. "Now if any of you can't answer the question, I will," Alec stares at them all.

“Well, enough of an old god’s speech. I just wanted you to know that I understand you and empathize with you more than you realize, James.” He had been looking into the god’s eyes throughout the entire confession. James could see the pain and sadness that was contained within. It was as if the weight of the world was continually on the god’s shoulders. Sometimes he kind of felt as if that same thing was happening to him, at least ever since he had found out about the Prophecy. “I understand,” he said before chuckling. “You know, never in a million years did I ever think I would be actually having a conversation with Zeus, the King of the gods. What a year this has been so far.”

Hades tells me as he gently pushes my shoulder, and I feel my body spiralling through the void. My eyes flutter open, and the sound of gunshots startle me. The battle is still ongoing, and a group of hunters approach me, where Sarah lays unconscious, and Max’s lifeless body lays; his blood staining the snow. I summon my fire; these creatures are responsible for the pain I feel. They’re the reason my heart has ceased to exist. Before I can fire at them, a thunderous bang and flash of lightning shakes the ground. Every person standing hits the floor, unable to keep their balance. The flash of light fades, and standing in the grounds of the New Moon pack, looking regal but dangerous, are the Go

"Tell me honestly because I don't think I'll buy that. You didn't call nor texted the whole day. You're not even answering my calls. Did you know how worried I was? Now, the house is all messy and weird. And your hands are cold as ice." "I'm fine—" "Don't even say that!" I vigorously took back my hands, brows both furrowed while you can't even look me straight to my eyes. I wonder if it's out of guilt or fear. "Because you're obviously not, Deron! I could sense something behind the silence and whispers! Something's wrong with you!" "Sorry." I closed my eyes tightly. Sorry for what? For the mess or for something else? Something like the reason for asking a seven day vacation? Or something lik

The man's Aura was as strong as an alpha male's. Without doing much ,he chose the safest way to silence Ava,he passed the contract to her and took out his pen and without reading, signed the contract. " What a wise move Mr Adams!" The devil praised him but he was in no mood to accept his compliments. All Mr Adams wanted was to get this over and done with so that he could leave the place as Soon as possible. He regretted accepting the man's offer but who was he kidding, it was never an offer but a demand. He could only blame his bad luck for crossing paths with him. Mr Adams was sure that if he continued existing in the same space with this man,he was bound to faint due to lack of oxygen. His

Sol collapsed to the ground, his body limp, allowing the Enforcers to take him away. At this moment, only one thought remained in his mind. It was over. Completely over. Three days later, the Temple of Judgment delivered its verdict. Sol was stripped of his status as the God of Dawn, demoted to a mortal, and cast into the Well of Reincarnation to suffer through a hundred cycles of rebirth. In every life, he would experience the pain of being betrayed and abandoned until all his sins were atoned for. Overnight, the once high-and-mighty God of Dawn became a mortal about to endure the suffering of reincarnation.

I never said anything like that, my few one night stands confirmed that. “Whenever you want. Are you working now?” His hand sat just above my knee. “Yeah my last night is Saturday.” “Sunday it is then. Let me take you out for lunch.” He rubbed his thumb on my leg, eyes never leaving the road. “Turn right,” I quickly said and he obliged. “Okay,” was all I could muster. I generally thought we were going to do the whole friends with benefits thing but wanting to take me out on a Sunday afternoon? Heaven.

She stood behind them, holding her hand on the dagger. Left alone, Deja threw off her cloak, looking at the statue. Slowly she knelt down so that her hooded face was higher than her head. "Goddess," Deya said softly. She fell silent. She had no idea if the alien deity would hear her. Few of the Anmar worshiped the moon goddess. Though she had a temple in Taaldor, almost no one visited it. Deya has never been there, and even more so she never prayed to this goddess. But she was the patroness of werewolves, and they took her seriously.

""Bastion." I raked my hungry eyes down his chiseled features. His tan skin and masculine body had my wolf panting-- Before I even finished observing, he let out a deep growl from his throat, grabbing onto my face and crashing his lips onto mine. I instinctively jumped into his strong arms, wrapping my legs around his muscular torso as he carried me with ease to the back wall. His eyes were deep black, and I could feel that mine were too by the way my wolf growled back at him in response. He didn't bother stopping and instead pushed me against the wallpaper with delightful force. It was as if his wolf was fighting me into submission, his hands tangling in my hair and gripping my @$$ simultan

There was a desk in the back corner that was always free, that being because I always occupied it every day. I walked directly to the seat and pulled out a notebook and pen, taking several bites of my apple on the way. I had a lot to go over and needed privacy in order to organise my thoughts. Okay… what did I know? I knew that something terrible happens after I die but that there were no specific details of what that was. The Goddess did mention before she left that all werewolves would fall when I did. So, what was something strong enough to wipe out an entire species?