Writing Gods Novels & Stories

They are very private people; they rarely communicate with the outside world. The God of life had high hopes for the creatures he created. He wanted them to live in peace and to multiply. However, war broke out between the lands, killing millions. Joi ( The God Of life) was very sad about his creation's dying. Joi decided to make Demi-gods in his image. To watch over the land and to mediate for the creatures.

She confirms, “like this planet we’re on right now, it’s part of a galaxy, and it was one of their creations – one of their favorites. Because you see, creating worlds takes practice. Each had its own magic, but some were more special than others. And on this one they learned to create animals and people and even a few beings in between. Now, these gods never asked to be worshiped, but their creations could feel their magic coursing through their veins, and so they gave them names.” “I like naming things.” I offer, running my fingers over her glimmering skin. “So do I.” The woman expresses fondly. “The humans called the gods of creations by many different names, but wolves, they had sharper

Gabriella says sweetly, “So, how do you two know each other?” “Ayawamat is a raitruum. One of two I’m responsible for creating. The other is his sister, Orenda,” I explain. Gabriella’s eyes widen in realisation. “Oh, wow. I see. So, in the span of a couple of weeks, I’ve had two Gods and a thunderbird in my loft. I feel like a celebrity,” she teases. Ayawamat chuckles, “Which other God?” “Ezillus,” I say begrudgingly.

"I didn't test it. It felt — limitless isn't the right word. Unbounded. Like there wasn't a wall, just a choice of how far to extend." Zane was quiet. "My mother wrote about this," he said. "Not from experience — she didn't survive long enough for the power to settle fully. But she wrote about what the texts described." He paused. "She called it the Goddess's sight. Not seeing exactly. Feeling. Being able to feel the state of things from a distance." "The Chosen is supposed to be able to feel the health of the pack system," I said. "That's in the original texts. Not the individuals — the system. Whether it's working. Where it's breaking."

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

Amari asked scrunching her face and reaching over to check her phone. "It says if any man be in Christ , he's a new creature, old things have passed away behold all things are become new." Aunt Marie said nodding her head and smiling. "You said in your prayer last night when I came back that God should let me find happiness in him and peace." "Yes." "I'm heavy on the word peace." Amari sniffles "and I opened to a page in the Bible, Genesis, God is Almighty and powerful and then I prayed after and I felt that peace."

He communed with the elemental spirits whose favour granted him some amazing abilities. The priest gill, explained to him that Davis' magic was arcane, Montgaff's elemental, and his Devine. Device magic is bestowed by a Godspirit. A Godspirit is a individualization of an aspect of what priests called the Great Spirit. The great spirit encompassed everything, and being so vast, it used God spirits as its many faces. Sofux was the face of order, Mar, the face of fertility and so on.

he said then drank from the small shot cup “But daddy why are you drinking the water with that small cup, it will not belleful you” “It’s a special type of water” he said “let me taste” she said “If I slap you... come on go inside” he instructed and she left.... Eric is seated in the mystic library with Eniola as she tells him the concluding part of the story “There are three different powers that rule our universe, each power is diverse and gets complex on deeper studies. These powers were created by the father of Yahweh and Kanedara whose name is GOD” “So God is somebody’s name?” he questioned

Her face changed every time I spoke and as I finished she held my hand. “It sounded like he felt like a massive douche.” “Yeah I think so.” “You forgiven him? He comes across as a passionate man for a better word.” She looked deep in thought. “What are you thinking?” I put my empty cup on the coffee table. “Oh I think you should grab him with both hands and not let go,” she laughed. “And it’s good to know he isn’t perfect. Everyone fucks up and it isn’t the same as Adrian. I know you panic that it is but it isn’t. It sounds like he really cares for you.” I nodded. It did seem like that and the thought of it made my heart flutter. “I have a scan on Tuesday. Graham is working, did you want to

“Let’s kick some Olympus ass!” All the imps, witches, goblins, gnomes, along with every other type of mythical creature that existed ran towards the Olympus soldiers. They came together with a clash. Magic dust, fire, and water was all around me. Boulders were being lifted by nothing but magic and were sent flying as far as the eye could see. Waves of water rose up from the dry earth and washed away a large group of olympus soldiers. Then the fire imps were set lose to play. I found myself having the time of my life. “How does it feel to finally be a god, Ryder?” Hades asked me.