Divine Stories

Klaus Mikaelson x OC x Elijah Mikaelson x Damon Salvatore x Stefan Salvatore x Kol Mikaelson x Rebekah Mikaelson A TVD / The Originals dark poly romance The gods abandoned her beneath a winter tree. Esther Mikaelson called her a blessing. Mikael called her daughter. The children called her home. Liora Mikaelson was never born of blood, but of old divinity, forgotten mercy, and the kind of light even monsters ache to touch. Found in the snow and raised among the Mikaelsons, she grew up before the legends, before the curses, before blood became immortality and love became something sharp enough to wound. She loved them when they were still human. Klaus, the bruised boy who looked at her like salvation. Elijah, the quiet son who turned devotion into a vow. Kol, the wicked smile who stole her ribbons just to hear her laugh. Rebekah, the lonely girl who held her close and dreamed of being chosen. Then Henrik died. Esther reached for forbidden magic. Mikael turned grief into cruelty. The Mikaelsons became the first vampires, cursed with eternity, hunger, and a love for Liora that time could not soften. Centuries pass. Empires fall. Blood dries. Letters remain unsent. Paintings gather dust. Monsters become myths. And still, when Liora calls their names, they remember how to be gentle. But Mystic Falls wakes old sins and older devotions. Stefan Salvatore finds peace in her mercy, because she quiets the Ripper without shaming the man. Damon Salvatore finds ruin in her smile, because she sees his darkness and does not flinch. Klaus wants his salvation back. Elijah wants his vow restored. Kol wants her laughter. Rebekah wants her heart. Stefan wants her gentleness. Damon wants the one holy thing he cannot corrupt. But Liora was never made to belong to one monster. She was made to be beloved by the damned. And they would rather share her warmth than lose her light.

Zerin, a boy without a place in anyone's heart, grew up in an orphanage. Life wasn't great, but he couldn't complain; others had it far worse. Unknowingly infected with the Spell, he was cast into a blood-soaked land, where he claimed divinity for himself, receiving the Aspect: Lord of Veins. (This story is purposely different from the original Shadow slave Novel. I am new to writing so expect things to spiral out of control, I am aiming to improve so expect mistakes.) Thanks for Reading!

NEVAEH is a mythic fantasy series that reimagines creation, rebellion, and the fall of Heaven through the woman history tried to erase. When Lilith awakens in Heaven's Garden, she is expected to become the mother of humanity, the answer to a divine design, and the obedient beginning of a carefully engineered future. Instead, she asks the one question Heaven cannot survive: What if I say no? Her refusal fractures more than paradise. It exposes the brutal machinery beneath Heaven's beauty, divides twin princes destined to rule together, and sends Lucifer Morningstar-the beloved, brilliant heir of Heaven-toward a fall that will one day make his name synonymous with evil. As Lilith descends into Nevaeh, the realm below everything Heaven refuses to see, she discovers a world of exiles, demons, fae, forgotten gods, dangerous children, living forests, and people who survived being cast out of someone else's perfect story. Blending celestial politics, gothic fantasy, forbidden love, mythological reimagining, and philosophical horror, Nevaeh explores autonomy, identity, power, memory, and the cost of becoming fully conscious in a world built to call obedience divine.

The Celestial Gods rule the light above; the Leviathans rule the crushing dark below. The two realms do not touch. Nothing is permitted to exist between them. Then Shadow is born. The child of a God and a Leviathan Queen, Shadow carries two hearts in a body the world was never designed to hold-and the moment his existence becomes known, every force the Celestial Realm commands turns toward the deep to erase him. Surviving is one thing. But survival alone has never been enough to change anything. To have any hope of standing against the Gods, Shadow will need allies. An ancient megalodon carrying guilt carved into his own scales. A scholar-kraken who rebuilt himself from knowledge alone after eight centuries of imprisonment. A pair of narwhals who fought for each other across thirty years of separation and A sage serpent who has spent centuries watching the Gods' cruelty and recording every detail, waiting for the day that knowledge becomes a weapon. Creatures who know, better than anyone, exactly what the Gods are capable of-and who have been waiting, without quite admitting it, for a reason to stop hiding. Beneath the Leviathan is the first book of an epic underwater mythology-a story about the right to exist, the power of the uncategorizable, and what becomes possible when the world's most broken things decide to fight back together.

Btw I'm Emmalynn so y'all don't get confused He promised to bite kneecaps off... but nobody thought he would take it literally. When Lions Head Coach. Coach Dan takes his legendary football philosophy to a terrifyingly literal extreme, the Motor City facility descends into absolute, unhinged madness. What starts as a tactical roster decision quickly spirals into a dark, chaotic thriller involving missing kneecaps, a deep-cover SWAT operation, and a very hungry head coach who refuses to show remorse.Just when running back Gibbs, a crying Montgomery, quarterback Jared , and the sharp-witted Emmalynn think the nightmare is over, Coach Dan pulls off the ultimate defensive maneuver: a flawless, physics-defying moonwalk away from the scene of the crime.It's a race against time, a battle for the locker room, and a hunt for justice that can only be settled by the ultimate halftime show. When local law enforcement fails to stop the slipstream of Dan's backwards hustle, it takes a literal divine intervention from Micheal himself to drop from the heavens, lay down the hit of the season, and bring a whole new meaning to Thriller. Will Coach Dan successfully establish the prison yard's new run game, or will Michael lock him down for good? Find out in the most chaotic sports fanfiction on Wattpad!

Disclaimer A little note before we start: This story is my imagination running wild. Lord Krishna, powers, and life lessons are all part of the fun-I'm not telling anyone how to live or worship. Just enjoy the ride, laugh, cry, and think a little. No divine lawsuits, please! Note: This is a work in progress! The story will grow into a full book over time, so expect new chapters regularly. Thanks for joining me on this adventure!

Aria is a girl-but no ordinary girl. She is a Nephilim. Hunted by forces she doesn't understand and haunted by truths she was never meant to uncover, Aria is thrust into a world where angels aren't always saviors, monsters wear familiar faces, and every choice carries unimaginable consequences. As ancient secrets resurface and a forgotten war stirs once more, Aria must uncover who she really is before the truth consumes her. Some destinies are written in the stars. Others are written in blood.

Have you ever seen an angel? -SKZ Alternate Universe Story and Cover By: HopeIsMyAngel

Sky has one job: remind humanity that the gods still exist. It's the kind of mission Zeus hands out after three bottles of wine and a grudge- which is exactly how she ended up with it, banished from Olympus for a prank involving his sacred beard and a stolen thunderbolt. What she finds on Earth isn't mortals hungry for faith. It's the Institute of Surprise- a cutting-edge research organization with a very simple goal: hunt down every remaining god and erase them for good. Within days, Sky is Subject 341-A: caged, studied, and slowly stripped of everything that makes her divine, one "labor" at a time. She's also, against every ounce of good sense, falling for the man running her captivity. Professor Emanuel Persephone has a lab coat, a bad smoking habit, and secrets of his own- starting with the fact that he isn't human at all. As Sky claws back her powers one impossible trick at a time (with a lot of sarcasm and at least one talking squirrel), she has to figure out who she can actually trust inside an institution built to destroy her- and whether going home to Olympus is even something she wants anymore. Funny, sharp, and never quite as helpless as anyone around her assumes, Sky is a goddess figuring out her own myth in real time- one surprise at a time. ---- Although I'm not a native speaker I'm trying my best to deliver Sky's untamable humor and share her story with you.

A lonely girl writes daily letters to Krishna, pouring her fears, anger, hopes, and dreams onto paper. Unbeknownst to her, a boy discovers those letters and begins reading them in secret. With every word, he finds himself drawn not to a face he has never seen, but to the beautiful soul behind the pages. As the letters continue, what begins as curiosity slowly turns into something deeper-an unforgettable story of prem, devotion, and a connection born through words alone....🤍 "Kanha... hum insaan aksar apne prem ko paane ki prarthana karte hain. Par shayad prem ki sabse badi pariksha use paana nahi, balki usse poore mann se nibhaana hoti hai. Aakhir aapne hi to sikhaya hai... ki kuch prem milkar poore hote hain, aur kuch bichhadkar amar."🥀 #1 in vrindavan 14 june 2026 #1 in purity 14 june 2026 #2 in mathura 28 june 2026

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𝙎𝙖𝙟𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙟𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙝𝙣𝙚 𝙇𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝘿𝙚𝙚𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙝𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙚✨ He was the man people admired but never truly understood. She was the girl who smiled beautifully while silently falling apart inside. Rudransh Shekhawat and Yashvi Rana were never supposed to become part of each other's lives. Yet somehow, destiny kept pulling them back toward one another - through crowded hallways, silent glances, unspoken emotions, and moments neither of them could explain. But love was never simple for souls carrying broken pieces inside them. While Yashvi fought battles no one knew about, Rudransh hid a loneliness that power, money, and success could never fill. And somewhere between friendship, healing, possessiveness, misunderstandings, and promises that felt eternal... they unknowingly walked toward a heartbreak capable of changing everything forever. Because some love stories are written in destiny. And some are written in pain first. ✧ Scars and Solace- Where Destiny Began ✧ A story of love, longing, destiny, heartbreak, and two souls who were perhaps always meant to find each other... even if fate had crueler plans waiting ahead.

Note: Unscheduled Updates This story revolves around the cosmic, astral realm based deep spiritual love, includes Indian deities and spiritual beliefs, more than one soulmates, awakening, dreams, astral, multidimensional, previous lives concepts. For the rest of the information read it yourself.... This is my own work so don't copy because it's of no use anyways. Enjoy!

𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐲. 𝐀 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝. A girl from the modern world. Five crown princes born to destroy each other. One prophecy that could reunite an empire, or drown it in blood. Zaina was only a history student. An orphan. A boxer. A girl who spent her nights in the library reading about the five lost kingdoms of ancient Bharat, grieving over princes who had died centuries before she was even born. Arjun of the North-West. Aditya of the South. Neel of the North-East. Veer of the Deccan. Kian of Gandhara. Five heirs. Five rivals. Five beautiful disasters wearing crowns. History said they all died. History said no kingdom won. History said Akhand Bharat was never united again. Then, one night, Zaina saves a mysterious old woman from a thief, and a white light swallows her whole. When she wakes, she is no longer in the modern world. She is drowning in the Mandakini River, dressed in ancient clothes, beside the royal gurukul where the five crown princes have been sent to learn war, politics, and the art of ruling men they already hate. And the first prince to save her is Arjun. The warrior prince. The enemy heir. The first name in the prophecy. Eighteen years ago, a Raj Guru foretold that a girl from another age would come to the five princes. For her, they would rise. For her, they would kneel. For her, they would either reunite the broken empire, or kill each other until nothing remained. Zaina knows their future. The princes know only one thing. She was sent to them. And none of them intend to let her go. In a world of blood-soaked thrones, jealous kings, dangerous queens, sacred prophecies, and five royal heirs raised to conquer, Zaina must survive the one thing history never warned her about. And being wanted by five princes who would rather burn Bharat than lose her.

The world of divine artifacts, Ciler, and the source country of their birth, Magustria. In Magustria, every person is blessed with a divine artifact once born and baptized in the temple of the artifact goddess, Eursaert, to ensure their protection from the god and be given power for their futures and defense. On the contrary, those who were born outside of the country can only be blessed from the temples of the goddess's angels. Unless there is a special permission from the Magustrian Royal Family, foreigners are not allowed to be blessed in the country they weren't born in. For this story, we'll go to the neighboring, rural country of Klotho and look upon a newborn baby girl, guided by the angel, Etaf. In the moments to come, the girl will meet a young man who is training to become the next Grand Advisor, and a foreign priestess of one of the Primordial Beasts. Follow the story of Artifactual Fantasia, borne in July 2026. This story is planned to be short.

Some houses have ghosts. This one has a god who laughs. Liriel Sanzari has nothing but her name, her hands, and eyes too green for a servant. When she's brought into the household of Ca'Thessana, she finds a world of silk, ritual, and a devotion so beautiful it barely feels like danger. She will learn otherwise. Just not in time. Daevil's Bells is the opening volume of The Laughing God, a dark, lush, unflinching story about what belief costs when it's dressed as love.

- 𝄞 ˙ . - 𝚒𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 .

Monica Debnath. Writer. Marketer. Yoga enthusiast. 27-year old Bengali woman who hates fish, drama & politics. Once bitten, twice shy. Lives and works in a fast-paced metro city, yet dreams of a love like Shiva & Shakti. Her goal: to find her Shiva. And she has realised, that to find such a man, she must first become the most radiant version of herself. Monica seeks refuge in Devi and Shiva, eventually letting Divine grace guide her towards awakening, truth, and love that comes from a place of wholeness and not needy emptiness. Enter Rudra Sachdeva. Or as Monica knows him: black SUV-bro. Magnetic green-eyed gaze, a deep, confident voice and that Rudraksha bead necklace she can't forget. He's an architect, living life on his own terms, and parent to a beautiful Cocker Spaniel, Waffle. The rest? She's yet to know. Monica is least interested, although incredibly intrigued by Rudra's hypnotic presence. And so, so many coincidences. Gradually, they connect on yoga, spirituality, similar tastes and life experiences, but she keeps her distance, unwilling to let attachment and mere attraction run the show. Do they have what it takes to be each other's light?

**SET IN THE PRESENT!! What if Nox, the Demon of Hell, and Celestina, the Angel of Heaven, switched jobs for a month? After their Master could no longer stand there constant arguments on who has the harder job, He decided to make them trade workplaces. Soon, their worlds will turn upside down, and they'll maybe accidentally cause chaos to the whole Earth? Who knows?! Maybe even a little spark of romance will unfold alongside them...

Her fists were lifted up ready to swing. Sweat was dripping down her face, her chest and her arms. Her eyes bore into the fierce eyes of her opponent. Lu wasn't just fighting for a name, the title of a winner. She was fighting for the truth that would set her free. Her real enemy wasn't the one standing in front of her. Her enemy was the voice in her mind throwing punches of confusion that was leaving with her the bitter taste of hate. The bell rang and the battle began. Grade eleven teenager, Lusanda Zulu and her family move to Durban to live with her grandparents. This is not necessarily due to bad circumstances but under divine instruction. It is time to face the past and make things right. While the family believes the only mending that needs to be made is between them, Lu discovers a part of her past she never knew existed which threatens her very identity.