Wicked God Novels & Stories

In a quiet Vip room in starlight The God Of war, God of control, Goddess of destruction, and Goddess of sin were all sitting back having a serious conversation. "This was a stupid idea you know that right? It's time to quit playing mind games and start actually doing something. I'm tired of not being able to use my magic. The Goddess of creation needs to be taught a lesson. Tortured alittle and than locked away forever. I'm done playing games. There needs to be a vote." Kali The Goddess of Destruction had been rambling on and on since they got into the club.

Blake asked the new God that had came into the room. That God blinked a few times at me before he was looking around the room. "How could we forget he is the God of dark wisdom and is no longer pretending to be someone he's not. He is not reckless. While we were preparing he was also. He knew we would be trying to take her soon." He whispered slowly. "He couldn't have done this on his own no matter how wise he is." The Goddess cried. "He has Maverick now. The darkest Gods known to man are working together and we really thought it would be easy. He made himself weak on purpose so he could re-program her." He mumbled as he stared into my eyes.

His head shook. “No, I was worried. I thought I had done something wrong.” I breathed out, it was good to know a sex god like him felt insecure. The music in the booth was playing and I did the only thing I could think of. “You did nothing wrong, let me give you a lap dance.” His head went back on the chair and I took that as a yes. I got on my knees and bounced back up, one knee next to his on the chair. I slowly took my bra off, dancing to the music as I ran my free hand down his chest. Suddenly he grabbed my thigh and pushed me down on his lap.

’t let that happen.” “Wait! When we went to rescue Razz Alpha Zane and his Beta were talking about the witch and said that she was working with a God and that this God is the one who gave her the powers she has now. That she plans to use my babies as a sacrifice in order to raise the God she is working with. At the time we thought they were over dramatizing the situation. I can’t believe any of this shit, first shifters exist and now God’s are trying to walk the earth what type of bull shit is going on in this world, we are totally clueless about the shit that is happening literally around us. Now I have to give everyone the side eye.” I said, shaking my head as I cried. It was just too m

"The god of darkness and chaos, followed by his mad faithful exiles to Cynemon." "That's what the history books say," Elhias laughed, seeing his confidence. "Werod was never a deity, he passed himself off as such, but he is only an entity born during the creation of the world and men. An entity so powerful that it makes the goddess Waruld tremble." He then concluded with his gaze lost in the void. "The goddess? Are you a religious fanatic?" asked Taryn, raising an eyebrow. "Don't you believe in the Gods?" Elhias turned to look at her, her gray eyes inspecting her.

As soon as he said those words, I couldn't help but ask him a question that was both perplexing and interesting. “Have all of the gods and goddesses vanished?” I did travel back to that period of time, but a thousand years had elapsed in the present. The only thing I could say after realizing what had happened was to ask the small kid, "The Wiccer is considered to be the most powerful being who created this entire universe, but it is also said that he is the only powerful one to destroy it."

I shout out to the god in my head and it just laughs out loud. “You wanted power. I gave you power!” The god says. Everyone is dead. there’s no one left. All the magic, all the witches. all of them are gone. The deity sucked the very magic and life out of them. All in minutes, “This is not what I wanted!” I say with a shriek. “Yes it is. What did you think would happen? I am the deity of greed. I am always hungry. I constantly need to devour. You wanted power and now you have the power of all the witches you just killed.” The deity taunts me.

A common mortal like him didn’t come close. “You and I aren’t exactly the same.” He struggled to string his words together as he grunted and growled at the same time, grinding his teeth, fighting to break out of this spell Hera’s sweet hypnotic pussy had put him under. Mission impossible. “You committed a grave sin against the gods themselves. Against the moon goddess…” An angry, finished growl escaped his lips again as she pushed her pelvic forward, capturing his cock deep inside her again, holding it still for a moment, tight against her walls, before she resumed fucking him, her huge boobs bouncing as she took all of him.

Just by hearing her nickname, she immediately knew who it was. There was only one person who called her Luna and that was none other than Klauss Wilburn. His name was known by people not only for his good looks that can be compared to those fictional characters fawn over by readers but he was also famous for his excellence in the field of medicine as a surgeon. Other than Hyperion, he was the man she did not want to cross paths with ever again. Not in this lifetime or even her next life because it was him who created the worst version of her.

I made my way to the loud noise that seem to have reverberated through the entire woods. I came upon wolves playing mud rugby and knocking down there opponent with such ferocity and agility. I saw very two handsome men making their way toward the center of the field. One had blonde hair and was covered in mud. His nice blonde hair was now a dirty and muddy, but he didn't seem to care. He had the most bluest set of eyes I've ever seen. He said something to the other Greek god male. Oh. My. God. This other male was a babe! He had dark brown hair that was disheveled, I saw him rip off his white t-shirt exposing his rippling six pack. He had a tattoo on his right arm. I couldn't make it out prop