Gods Stories

Betrothed since before birth, a Greek sea goddess and the ego driven Norse God of Thunder are a match made in mythological hell. To escape a marriage to a man whose arrogance dwarfs the ocean, she is sent to Midgard by the Fates to live as a mortal. But her plan for peace is shattered when her betrothed is cast down alongside her, stripped of his power by his father to learn humility. Bound together in the human world, she is his only link to the divine. Can she help him change into the man he's meant to be, or will his obsession with her only fuel the ego that got him exiled?

Sung Jinwoo, atual Monarca das Sombras e sucessor do Primeiro Monarca das Sombras, Ashborn. Após Sung voltar no tempo, ele acaba indo para um outra dimensão criada pelos Governantes, dimensão essa que nem eles controlam. (Aviso: Nenhuma das obras me pertencem, créditos aos respectivos criadores)

I'm a sucker for child reader fanfics, so guess what Heron's getting a little sister in this one. Just a few quick things: This is strictly platonic Requests are open (wholesome and funny stuff only) I don't own any characters in Blood of Zeus That's it, enjoy!

A very simple and easy to understand plot.

Lilith Thomas is about to come to a startling realization. First, she finds out her English teacher that hates her for no reason (okay, she said one snarky comment in class. One!) is actually a pale donkey lady with fire for hair. Then her best friend, Chrys, pulls out a literal sword that makes the teacher explode into yellow glitter. Then Chrys takes her to a weird camp on Long Island and tells her that she's half-god. Yeah, you read that right. Half-GOD. So now Lilith is in this weird camp with a bunch of weird people (though she's pretty weird herself, to be honest). And if that wasn't enough? An accident on the borders of camp sends Lilith and her friends halfway across the country to a murderous empousa that isn't exactly happy she summoned three useless demigods. So now Lilith has all that going on. Fun, right?

groups of people are kid-err....b-brought to a theatre by a goddess to show them one of their hero and his origins.

Thousands of years have passed since the Tenma War, and Rimuru is bored out of his mind after achieving godhood. With no one to challenge him, his daily life has become monotonous. However, one day, his wife Chloe proposes going on a vacation. Rimuru agrees, and with the help of Ciel, they travel to a world called TBATE. Let's see what adventures and twists they encounter in this new world.

Shyre Madrid the only way to describe him... Unknown. Having taken over the life of the God of the Void, Kaelith, Shyre takes the will and tries out he activity called living while playing the role of Kaelith. But things are immediately off after his take over as many changes are noticed. But as much as he is different no one can tell what is going on through his head or where he came from. With a bright smile, high intelligence, great talent and good looks Shyre constantly keeps everyone around him fooled and at bay. Is it because of a fear of connection ? But being Kaelith isn't easy as he is dragged into the various struggles involving Gods and even more the impending danger lurking that seems to be after him specifically.

Amon-Raeth. The Golden Sovereign. The God of the Sun, Desert, and Inferno. ​Now, he is the price of his own greed. Stripped of his light and his golden throne by the Council of Firmament, he is exiled to the very sands he once scorched with indifference. Now a mortal of pale skin and human hunger, Raeth must navigate a world that has forgotten his face but still bears the scars of his reign. ​He is a man haunted by a "redemption" he does not understand, forced into a journey through shifting dunes, treacherous silks, and buried temples. Finding unlikely allies in those he once looked down upon and discovering that desperation is a knife. ​As the lines between his divine past and his fragile present begin to blur, Amon-Raeth must decide if he is truly seeking a way back to his throne, or if the light he finds in the dust is more precious than the fire he left in the clouds. He once lived the the clouds and now he must survive his dust. or. A fictional South Asian mythology that explores the concept of "gods walking among us"

3 individuals born in modern time brought to the old era by God Krishna himself. 4 different personalities are combined to stop the dreaded war. Let's see if these 4 realise there fellings, responsibility and Love, whether they will be able to identify there own self or not

"I have no jar of sweet honey between my arms," I murmured, my voice soft, "No shy lamb trailing innocently behind me. I offer to you, Queen of the Gods, only what I owe as of now: my mind, and my body." As if my blood could become ambrosia, and she could see her beloved moon in the grey of my eyes, and not a general's blood dirtying my royalty. A whisper of the night breeze brushed my name on my skin. Arke Basileus. And yet, none had spoken. ~~~~~~~ A pair of silver eyes crinkle at the moon, and shadowy fingers start untangling the golden thread, as fresh as youth. It is said no man can escape from the Moires; not even princes of Arcadia, not even the Queen of the Gods. And when Eros shoots his silver arrow, they will glimpse Fate's face.

The Greek realms are a masterpiece of perfection and order, every bring knows that. What many don't know is what is really happening behind closed doors with their fierce leaders? Is the God of the sea and horses really as much of a loner as the public believes? Is the King of the Underworld truly a stoic and emotionless God who has it all together? Is Zeus' leadership as strong as he has led the public to believe? Follow the tales of Poseidon, Hades, and Hera in Olympus Files.

The age of heroes is over. At least... that's what the world believes. After years of silence, Sora Yatagami returns to Orario- drawn back by something he can't ignore. A new generation is rising. And so are the shadows he left behind. This is where it all begins again.

Before the stars were named, the gods were forged in the dark. They weren't born powerful, they were made through blood and struggle. "How the Gods Are Made" follows a girl living as a nobody in a city of steam and coal. Once a noble's daughter, she now survives on lies and stolen scraps. She doesn't know it yet, but she carries a fire that could burn the world down and a second heartbeat that belongs to an ancient power.

(This story is a reboot of my old story from my old account, which was deleted for unknown reasons) The world of Twelve fascinates with its beauty and dangers. You can not even believe in any god and just calmly live an ordinary life without even thinking about who you are, or you can go on a noisy journey to learn more about yourself and the past of this world that once suffered the most likely catastrophe. Zomsork and Yugo, two brothers who recently met, chose the second option. So now, together with their newfound friends, they must face the most unknown dangers and wonders of this world and stop more than one disaster that awaits it. However, Zomsork asks one particular question... What will the Waven event bring, what is the reason for its beginning and how lethal will its consequences be? Will it be necessary to confront Ogrest so that he does not drown this world in tears again? It seems like everything is much more complicated and confusing. (The Kosmoz universe, the Wakfu series, the Wakfu and Dofus games, belong to Ankama Studios. I only own my OCs.)

just a girl's abstract thoughts related to gods.

In a world where justice is often buried beneath corruption... One man refuses to bend. Varun Sharma. Known to the system as DSP Sharma. A ruthless cop. Fearless. Unstoppable. And completely... emotionless. Once, he was just a child. Innocent. Full of life. But.... Everything was taken from him. And with it... Every emotion he ever had. Now, he walks a different path. A path where mercy is weakness... And fear doesn't exist. In a system infected with corruption- Where thousands wear the mask of power while selling justice- DSP Sharma stands alone. No allies. No attachments. No limits. But the question is- Can one man fight a system built on lies? Or will he become just another name... Lost. Erased. Forgotten. Because this isn't just a battle against criminals- It's a war against the system itself.

In het begin ter tijd heersten Titanen over de wereld en zorgden voor chaos. Ook kregen de koning & Koningin drie kinderen één dochter & drie zoons. De zoons heten Poseidon, Zeus & Hades. Maar het interessante was de dochter Eline, zij was namelijk zo machtige dat zelfs haar eigen vader haar vreesde, want wist welke kracht zij bezat. Later werd Zeus koning van hemelen vanwege zijn bliksem, Poseidon werd koning van oceanen vanwege zijn oceaan krachten & Hades was de ongelukkige die werd koning van de Onderwereld. Maar later toen de oorlog tussen de goden & titanen was afgelopen hoorde niemand iets of zag niemand de oudste kind van Titan koning & koningin. Velen dachten dat ze gestorven was. Alleen Poseidon weet wat er met haar gebeurd is. Velen jaren ging voorbij totdat chaos opnieuw in de wereld werd vrijgelaten.

One Symorian. Infinite threads. At the center of reality lies the Loom of Fate, where every thread dictates a destined outcome. But when that balance fractures, the weave begins to unravel-and fate is no longer absolute. What happens when Dylora confronts something beyond even the system she helped create?

When a bored god has decided to change his life for the best, what do you believe you'll get? Of course it's a silly adventure from heaven to hell and back!