Dieties Stories

Ray and Hands have finally returned to their packs. Now that most of their healing is done they still have one more hurdle to deal with. Pack Zorg has challenged not just them but the Temples, and the Government. When Pack Zorg is taken down is it going to be easy? Or is it going to be messy? Once the take down of Zorg is completed how is the world of Folicia going to handle the effects? Is the world going to recover? How is are the pack's going to handle the fall out from the trials? Will this be the Dawn of Hope for Toe's new pack or the destruction of the Pack system? Read to find out.

Horaine is not your typical girl. She is totally mental. Growing up in a asylum and managing on becoming the odd one out of the freaks inside the institution does that to a person. However, on her own delusional perspective, everything's fine the way it is. If you have the power to control time to get and do whatever you want, who cares if everybody calls you nuts? Horaine was born with the powers to manipulate time. She grew up honing herself to the best of her capabilities and helping people discreetly. She gave them chance, a second time to redeem themselves. She was convinced that this was her purpose in life when one day she recieved an anonymous letter from time himself. "Your time is up! Manipulating me is one thing but catching me is another. Catch me if you can." Love, Tempus Horaine later had the biggest surprise of her life when she discovered that time is a living and breathing being when he suddenly appeared on her doorstep and introduced himself as Tempus. On top of it all, the man has the same face that haunted her dreams for years. She even thought at some point in time that she was inlove with him. But the funny thing was, he despised her. He loathed her very existence and ran as far away as possible from her. She could handle that if, only if, she wasn't dying the farther Tempus kept his distance away from her. She must be near him, heck, she must be with him. And so the chase begins. . .

Cyrus Glow, the god of the sun, wishes nothing more than to be with Aynur Lumiel, the goddess of the moon. He'd risk everything to see her for more than moments in each sunset and dusk. However, what if she isn't the being he made her out to be? Has he dreamt too big? This is a poem about these two! I wrote it a few months ago and I wanted to post it :) Additionally, there is a story behind the two. Let me know what you think! Enjoy :D

From the moment it ended, Percy and Annabeth knew there was more at work than just Titan's and Giants, even Apollo confirmed it when he wound up at Percy's door step. But this takes place farther after the trials. Lets dive in and find out what Percy and Annabeth are up to. I do not own Percy Jackson series or any characters affiliated with the series character rights belong to Rick Riordon

My OCs

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬. 𝐒𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐎𝐂𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐬. 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋. 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨, 𝐌𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐆𝐁𝐓𝐐+. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭? 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞.

A young witch and her family just moved to a big city in order for her mother to continue her work as one of the scientists in biology. Determined to keep her family safe, she gathers the courage to make a deal with the top mafia boss in the city. In exchange for her knowledge and practice, her mother and older brother would be protected forms gangs and crime. He agrees and even went as far as to get her a scholarship to the top high school in the city. But what she doesn't know is that he did it so his son could keep an eye on her. Even better, her older brother and the mafias son somehow knew each other.

Every culture has their own foretelling of the end of the world, with their own gods attributing to the destruction. Many tales talk of the gods coming to earth, and no one knows which one is correct. But the gods had their own foretelling, that at the end, they would fall to earth and experience the end along with mankind, as mortals, and they would survive to rise into divinity again, or they would perish alongside the humans who worshipped them. The end has come, and it is not like any end ever that has been foretold before. The dead walk the earth and the gods walk beside them.

In the ethereal realm of Celestia, a world shrouded in supernatural phenomena and veiled in enigmatic mysteries, Dante embarks on a journey through a landscape fraught with schemes and the lingering presence of ancient deities. As he unravels the secrets of Nodes and Essences, Dante discovers that every step he takes is a step deeper into a world teeming with celestial intricacies. Caught in the web of a scheming universe, Dante grapples with the supernatural forces that govern Celestia. Deities, once rulers of explosive epochs, lie dormant yet influential, casting shadows that stretch across the cosmic tapestry. Amidst the mystique, Dante harbors an unwavering goal-to return to his previous world, Earth. Fueled by a determination to reunite with the familiar, he navigates the complexities of the World,confronting the unpredictable challenges orchestrated by the will of heaven.

They say we cannot be allowed to exist. They call us monsters, freaks, mistakes of nature who have no right to live. The world is so unfair to beings who aren't human that it doesn't matter if you're an angel, a werewolf or a demon. Our existence will be nothing special. We will only be looked down upon for being different. That's when I decided to never again interact with these so called humans, whose arrogance ruined this world to the point that they point fingers to everything else when they know that they themselves are the ones creating their own problems. Yet they seem to find comfort in blaming other beings for their foolish mistakes just to hide their flaws. They are selfish and deluded. It's not worth coexisting with them. We are born different, we have our own paths, so let's keep it that way.

"My whole life, I trained to become a guardian and a heiress of Averna. But this world has changed, and it's people are on distraught. Now to restore peace. I must find the remains of the gems and the last dragon, also my vengence to my betrayal." Aerilyn.

A half diety. An angry daemon. One hell of a war. - Cassandra Grey is no ordinary young woman; she is one of the 13 dieties, saddled with ruling the city of the dead, Isyrae. However, her reign is interrupted by a usurper from the demonic race of the Rae, who wants nothing more than anarchy and chaos.

A little girl with stark white hair tugged on her grandmother's coat sleeve. "Grangran, why aren't the Sun and the Moon up at the same time? Why can't they just share the sky? Why isn't the Moon up all the time, or the Sun?" Her grandmother smiled, a twinkle in her silver eyes. "Do you want to hear a story about the Sun and the Moon?" The grandmother smiled at her granddaughter, and the little girl bounced up and down on the balls of her feet. "Yes, yes, yes!" She said excitedly. The grandmother chuckled and lifted the girl to sit on her lap. "Now I shall tell you, the story of the Sun and the Moon..." ---------- This was short story was based off of the quote between Katara and Zuko from "Avatar the Last Air Bender", although it has no other correlation. This short story belongs be me and there will be no reproduction of it without my consent! Thank you!

Lyra has lived a long time, longer than most, alone in this great big world. She had no hope, no reason to fix this curse. Until she meets them. On her travels she learns to enjoy life, to live and to love. Maybe now she can break the curse that plagues her, maybe now she can finally be free. *I do not own One Piece, only the OC's (Original Characters) and any plot changes *

Translation in Spanish available with GioRiddle83 Trigger Warning: Illusions to abuse, mentions of abuse, mentions of torture, religious bodies,cannibalism, eating disorder inplied. Harry was giving up. No more hiding. No more fighting. No more living. Unfortunately with a crazy Dark Lord on your back it isn't that simple. First fic, but I am now open to flaming. I suppose.......=_= #1 on Grangerbashing 26/04/19 #1 on fortune 22/7/19 #1 on diety 22/7/19 #1 on dieties 22/7/19 #1 on character death 02/04/20 #1 on creatureharry 06/09/19 #1 on darkharry 14/01/20

The Gods are dead, or so you have been told. The end of the world is here, and new Gods are rising. Those who have been chosen are confused, and grappling with their new place in this world order. The military would control them; the newly birthed monsters destroy them. Will the the new pantheon survive?

He's the most sought after bachelor on Mount Olympus. Too bad the one who has him doesn't want to keep him. Sophie never believed in supernatural beings, until she saved her very own, that is. He calls himself Triton, the God of the Seven Seas and demands she must come with him to Mount Olympus to fulfill a prophecy. Turns out her prophecy was to fill the shoes of the missing God of Death, Thanatos. Armed with a dusky black book of human lives and newfound deathly powers, Sophie must regulate the human world and deal with the craziness of Mount Olympus. In addition, she must keep her feelings for Triton in check as she falls harder and harder for him. Because, the last time she checked, the God of the Sea and God of Death were sworn enemies. Luckily, Gods don't play by the rules.

roleplay in the world of Ipia, plagued with monsters and uncover the mysteries of a mysterious cult

Life in Aelia hasn't always been peaceful. Years ago, a war broke out in Aelia, and all the races banded together to fight against the shaitan. Beings that were never meant to be made. The war lasted for a long six years, and the shaitan was finally defeated and sent to the three islands bordering the southern seas, and peace returned for three hundred years. Now, trouble has begun to stir, and a long-awaited journey has begun for a small elfling that was decided by the fate of a fatal mistake so long ago. What does fate have in store for this little elf?