Descendants of the Smite gods follow in the footsteps of their mothers and fathers before them and step into the arena to partake in battles like no other. Matches to show of their skills and bring glory to their families, nothing more than a fight for bragging rights. But what happens when it all falls apart, the immortal become mortal, and the game is as real as it gets? Death is permanent this time around, and it's in all out war of the gods. Take no prisoners, and let the bloodbath begin. ((We don't own Smite, if that wasn't obvious enough.))

"He marched his way through the stone halls as the hellbeasts attacked him. He went right through them, cutting down every creature in his path. He sliced through one's wing, crippling it as he snapped its neck. The next one came down swinging an axe while Silver sidestepped, running his sword through its neck as its head dropped to the ground with a thud. " Hello, I'm J.K.E. I really hope that you enjoy the story before you as it unfolds. I wanted to take time to tell you quickly that this book is all based on different myths, gods and goddesses of different times congregating at once, coexisting if you will. I only wrote this because of my love for fantasy and magic, and how my imagery "..casts the reader into the field with the characters." Enough of my bragging, and storytelling. The book is broken into three parts, each explaining a different part of the journey, their struggles, and conflicts. I hope you enjoy.

"We may be hunters, but we still are monsters." Four Creatures. Lycan Vampire Sea-Man Ghost Follow them into battle. They're here. All here to help us. Save us from a monster army and their enormous beast.