Mortalxgod Stories

Some gods fall by war. Others fall by fate. -When bloom and bone are cast alike, When spring and shadow share the strike, The one who dreams will learn to fall, And stars shall hush their ancient call.- - Fragment from the Verse of the Unknowing Flame She wakes too late. He listens too closely. And fate, once sealed, begins to unravel. Eden, goddess of Spring, rises from slumber to a world out of rhythm. The frost has retreated-but not gently-and something beneath the thaw feels fractured. Prayers carry more fear than faith. The roots whisper of imbalance. Noximius, god of Death, does not sleep. But now, something calls to him. A pull. A hum. A memory he never lived. Their clash was meant to be final. Instead, it ends in a fall. Stripped of divinity and cast into mortal form, Eden and Noximius must navigate a world that no longer recognizes them-and a bond neither dares to speak aloud. But far above, the gods are watching. And deep below, the Cauldron that forged them has begun to awaken. Enemies to lovers. Divine mythology. A slow-burn romance written in ash and bloom. And a prophecy even the stars were told to forget.

Ethan Laverton was supposed to be done with high school. Actually done this time. He had the grades, the attendance, and more than enough credits to graduate. School had never been difficult for him-in fact, most of it had been painfully easy. So when he got called into the office one week before graduation and told he had failed his senior year, Ethan thought it was some kind of joke. Except it wasn't. According to the school records, his GPA was terrible. Missing assignments filled classes he knew he had passed. Entire semesters had somehow changed overnight. And the worst part? Everyone believed it. His teachers looked disappointed. The principal spoke to him with forced sympathy. Even his parents just sighed tiredly and said, *"You've always struggled with school, honey."* Except he hadn't. He knew he hadn't. No matter how much Ethan argued, nobody else remembered things the way he did. It was like the world had rewritten itself around him, leaving him as the only person who noticed something was horribly wrong. So now, against all logic, Ethan was back for another senior year-stuck repeating classes he had already taken, surrounded by people who looked at him like a failure. And lately... strange things had started happening.

I cannot tell you how i ended up loving a God who could care less about me. the only details that remain are what age I fell in love with a greater being. I guess being a being who loves only one person and every other being is like an annoying pest. maybe i could be loved if I expanded my love. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Martin Wyrick had fallen in love with the god of music. the god did not return those feelings at all

He was never supposed to save her. At two in the morning, fourteen-year-old Ava runs through the snow-covered streets of Paris with a dagger in her side, blood soaking through her shirt, and men hunting her like an animal. The strange part? Not a single drop of blood touches the ground. Ava has spent her entire life surviving. Surviving foster homes. Surviving violence. Surviving being treated like a replacement for someone long dead. And surviving the strange things about herself people call unnatural. Silver hair. Impossible abilities. Bad luck that follows her like a shadow. Then, on the night she is supposed to die, a stranger saves her. A boy with golden hair, eyes bluer than the sky, and enough secrets to make Ava want to punch him repeatedly. He claims to be a god. Which would be easier to believe if he was not so annoyingly dramatic. But the more Ava is pulled into his world, the more she realizes something is very, very wrong. There are rules the gods refuse to break. There are things even immortals are afraid of. And somehow, for reasons nobody will explain to her properly, Ava seems to be at the center of it all. Unfortunately for everyone involved, Ava has never been very good at staying out of trouble.

In a world overseen by three gods and one goddess, a girl named Victoria becomes a 'Chosen' of one of the gods. But her god's reasons for choosing her are certainly not the usual ones.

Clareesa is not dead. She was pushed into the underworld. She is trapped with him. Arcanus, The Lord Crane, Caretaker of the underworld. At first. Arcanus is annoyed, frustrated that a mortal girl is stuck in his realm. But. She is beautiful. And kind. And intelligent. Perhaps...he could get used to her.

"All of them were lost, except for me. Because I found you." Tales of the downfall of Olympus, the lost Gods, the rise of Hecate, the heroism of one mortal, and the ever so romantic Apollo. June 27, 2020

This is the tale of the young Tysolaris, a minor God who is revered in the mortal realm yet no so much in Olympus. He was tasked to run minor errands for his father Apollo in the mortal realm, yet decides to have his own fun under the guise of a champion warrior and singer. His view changes the day he meets a young maid of fourteen being married to a cruel leader. How will he save this girl? What could he do to keep her safe? What would his father think of this foolish en devour? He will have to figure it out with limited time as his entire world is thrown a loop.