Wicked God Novels & Stories

There was nothing wrong with the sentences, was there? I walked back but he was quick to clip me with his magnificently perfect working hands on my waist pinching them seductively. Hell! We can’t be here like this. Dimitri is still here. “I am actually the God of underworld and maybe you forget that term every time,” he whispered with his hot breaths which made me nearly to moan out on which I controlled myself. “But you’re not God. God is good,” I replied quickly without even thinking so much. With that statement I was clearly declaring that he wasn’t a good man after all. He wasn’t good.

“Is one of the most useful weapons of the Watchers. It helps you manipulate several natural things like water, fire, wind, and earth. However, it is hard to find a Vessler who can do all four. Most Vessler are usually Water Vesslers. The last fire Vessler was Orion, the grandmaster, and the only Watcher to live up to old age. His death added to the list of extinct Vesslers, which are: Fire, Wind, and Earth.” “Do you mean that you and all the Watchers in the White Mountains are water Vesslers?” Abigail asked. “Yes, we are,” Vera closed the box and was watching the fire now, “I hope we find something different this time around.” The calm voice sent a chill all over Ginika’s body. He couldn’t s

She said, The sky grew dark, the floor cracked open and one by one the dark gods arrived. Zaymor, the god of the dead, Yefir, the god of the damned souls, The others were from different parts of damnation that were better left unspoken off, it seemed like all the nature gods and goddesses had joined illummino. Herega screamed in rage as she sent an orb at derora who flicked it away and sent a tentacle of energy that passed through into derora and began absorbing her energy,

It was best she not engage further she could feel the rage and control radiating off of him. Akenos stood there fuming. Why must his bastard brother have all the luck. Akenos was more powerful. His father à mother were true gods his half brother conceived from his father's trifling ways was not. He was less than. What is a God of the dark anyways?

All day it was misfortune for him, and when he thought goddess of luck has smile upon him it turn out it fucking useless old book. still, Theo clutch his heart and started reading the old book, thinking that what surprise he might get after all it was freaking diary of an cultivator. He doesn't know how powerful was that cultivator. Theo started reading the book again, after reading for sometime there was frustrated look in Theo face, anybody who read the book will understand Theo frustration. "fuck", Theo cursed out loud and talk himself," who in the fuck do the same thing for over a week, slightly increasing the number of swinging for over a years, fuck this shit" ,as Theo throw the book d

Their society was isolated from the humans and hidden, on an island far away from them but, the pack could get into the human world easily by activating the teleportation ruins. They were ancient stones fuel with magical power and potential, the witches offered the wolves the ruins for an alliance, hundreds of years ago but nobody knows when that deal was broken. All we knew now was that, it was an hostile world out there but Atarah didn't care, It's not like she fitted here anyway. Atarah continued to drown in her thoughts until Tiana,. her seat mate with smooth short black hair and light brown eyes by her right side asked an intriguing question. "Guardian Boris, Are we wolves truly more do

Ares, with incredible anger, because he was bewitched by a Witcher, began to emit a terrible wave of energy that made several immortal beings around him bounce—fall on the ground. He spread his hands, at that time the wind was blowing so hard that it became a hurricane. The god of war tried to cheat nature with his powers. He's a god whose status is higher than a Witcher, he should be able to eliminate that sneaky creature easily. He felt so humiliated by what Vasilio had done, bewitching him. What's more, Vasilio not only enchanted his body with immense pressure but also his mind with confusing illusions and locked him in a two-dimensional space, forcing his body to adjust to space so that

He could feel it—Vosvak. Vosvak Spade Il'Sharak. The man who had been a part of him, the one who had assisted him in opening the doors to the secrets of the forbidden magics that had brought them both to madness, had come back. And now Vosvak was a whirlwind of total devastation. Miyal had sensed the shudders of his ascendancy, the strength which had come back with a vengeance, and along with it, an unfailing certainty: Vosvak was no longer human. He was a god of destruction.

She chuckled and Vera recalled the earth shattering, toe curling orgasms he gave to her. Vlad is the best sex she has ever had. "I tried and he didn't like it..." She still remembers his bleeding knuckles. "You did?" She raised her eyebrows and praised her.. "My girl is learning... The thing is, what do you want now?" "He is too controlling and dominating... Thinks everything should be done as per his will..." Vera closed her eyes in frustration. "He is just so evil... I just want him to leave me alone " "He is evil because you are good, we need to ruin your good girl image... He thinks you are serene, calm, collective and angel fallen from heaven... Let's show him your devil's side..."

Good intentions. "Fine. Here's a fact about me. I'm the Moon Goddess, who is meant to be good, and perfect. I'm not sure what sick freak decided to mate me with a Sin – lust especially – but we aren't meant to be together," I tell him, all in one breath. "Does that bother you?" he asks gently, tone like silken smooth honey, running off my senses. I can feel it in the flutter of my heart and shivers up my spine.