Historias de Godsandmonsters

The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

In which, Cassandra Henley thinks love is stupid and Percy Jackson is determined to prove her wrong. ‎        2026 © swiftsarchives ‎        percy jackson x fem!oc ‎        ttc - tlo / book ‎        cover by @swannluvr

🔱 Born from the essence of gods. Raised among realms. A journey through 14 worlds, ancient wisdom, divine battles, and the search for self. Ashes of the Immortal Light is a mythological fantasy woven with emotion, philosophy, cosmic love, and the weight of destiny. 🗡️ For readers who crave epic world-building, spiritual depth, and heroes born from fire and silence.

I have no clue what this is going to be like, but I have a few ideas so this will be a rough idea how id have it set up

The sound of hooves echoed through the canyon like thunder in the distance. I held my position, my shotgun aimed towards the stampede of solders ahead. The rebels behind me gave orders to one another, eager to advance. My gaze drifted away towards the lip of the canyon wall, there's she stood her auburn hair swaying like fire in the wind. Her pale blue eyes wild with excitement, this is the day we both have been waiting for, the end of the Redstone Empire.

"She was once a peaceful princess, till someone took everything from her. Now we keep her locked up so that she doesn't go after that person." "What's so bad about her getting back at him?" "Because she'll take down the whole world if she hast to." [on hold] (Idea from the trailer of The Mummy.) (I don't own suicide squad or any of its characters. I only own Ahmanet's backstory as I have not watched the movie -considering it hasn't even come out yet- but I only own her backstory.)

In the realm of Greek myths and whispers, there existed a world where the lines between hero and villain were drawn not by actions, but by the will of the gods. This is a tale of the misunderstood, the creatures who bore the title of 'villain' by divine design. Creatures like Argus, Cerberus, and Minotaur are framed by Gods and haunted by heroes. But the truth behind it is that they know some devastating secrets of the Greek Gods. For thousands of years, they couldn't even remember those secrets but truths have started to come out. They started to remember everything. They were actually good guys.

"They were supposed to be heroes...champions...But around them? The world burned." This is will be multiple installments. I am working on writing a book based off of my D&D campaign I am running currently in a steampunk setting. Hope you enjoy :) Please do not repost anywhere!!

In a dying world abandoned by its gods, Karden Myles thrives as the architect of chaos-sparking riots, famines, blackouts, and fear with the precision of someone who enjoys the breaking more than the aftermath. He knows he's a monster. He prefers it that way. Until the sky tears open during one of his planned riots, and a blinding pillar of light delivers an angel to his feet. Lucentia. Angel of Correction. Sent for him alone. Her justice is not fire or sword-it is revelation. She forces him to witness the consequences of his cruelty: every orphan, every broken future, every life crushed under his reign of chaos. And with each vision, the man with no empathy begins to tremble. But the more she breaks him, the more she changes too. Her perfection cracks. Her anger softens. Her wings dim to a gentler glow whenever he tries-truly tries-to be better. Karden becomes a contradiction: a villain learning how to care, and an angel learning how to feel. When the world demands his execution, the gods agree. Karden is ready to die-but not to lose her. On the night before he turns himself in, he confesses everything he never meant to feel. Lucentia, bound by divine law, can only whisper: "I was sent to correct you... not to keep you." What follows is a final month of redemption, grief, and quiet miracles-ending with an execution that may or may not reunite him with the angel who taught him how to be human.

Three factions. Three heirs. One war that could end the world. A werewolf girl haunted by prophecy. A vampire boy bound by blood. A demigod torn between Olympus and rebellion. When ancient powers rise and the blood moon returns, the fate of gods and monsters will rest in the hands of three unlikely allies. But trust is fragile, secrets run deep, and not all shadows can be outrun. They didn't choose this war. But they might be the only ones who can end it.

You were never meant to be only this. Ross, a forgotten demigod with the wrong powers, awakens in a dying world of divine war, ancient secrets, and broken gods. Hunted by the past he can't remember, he must find out who he is; before the gods decide for him.

In the drowned city of Edolion, faith is forged in blood and iron. Dominion's soldiers are both saints and sinners-sworn to protect humanity from the divine monsters their ancestors once overthrew. Captain Selene Corven leads Delta Unit into the ruins of fallen gods, where relics whisper and reality bleeds. Each mission claims another soul, another secret. Her twin brother Silas fights beside her, loyal and unyielding, but something ancient is stirring beneath the rain-soaked streets-a truth Dominion was never meant to uncover. As the storm of rebellion brews, loyalties fracture, and the dead refuse to stay buried. Does anything divine ever truly die?

Idk this is just a short story i had to write for one of my exams and I liked it so i thought I'd post it here. Night consumes all Shadows hear all Darkness is everywhere Embrace the darkness Btw gods and any deities or places mentioned are completely made up so this isnt greek mythology but it is inspired by PJO shitty cover btw ik

It's about time Booster Gold gets his own HBOMAX show and I know just who to cast It is the greatest story never told CAST Ryan Reynolds as Michael Carter/Booster Gold Jake Gyllenhaal as Ted Kord/Blue Beetle

In a land where only the worthy is chosen and blood seals fate, the Sandugo begins. Every generation, chosen sons and daughters are tested beneath fire and storm, their worth measured by the gods themselves. To be named Maharlika is to ascend beyond mortal kin, to become legend. But for Kalas, a nameless boy bound in the chains of fate, destiny is not given, it is made. When the gods turn their gaze away, he vows to make them see him, even if it means defying the heavens themselves. From the ashes of obscurity, a slave will rise... And the blood of kings shall tremble.

In a world where power decides fate, those born without magic-the Snakes-are seen as cursed, descendants of the Great White Serpent that was cast into the depths long ago. They are outcasts, prey for the Sun-Blessed, who wield magic like gods and rule with an iron grip. Mila has always known what she is-a Snake, meant to bow, meant to suffer. Until the day she is thrown from the heights, left to die at the hands of the powerful. But death never comes. Her blood ignites. Her body shifts. And from the abyss, she rises-a dragon reborn. Across the golden spires, Prince Edwin is raised to believe his destiny is to command a great dragon, just as his ancestors did before him. The world is his to rule, and the Snakes are his to crush. But Edwin is soft, too kind for a world built on cruelty. He dreams of peace, of change-of a future where power isn't everything. When fate binds the prince and the dragon together, their worlds collide in a way neither could have expected. Mila is no servant, and Edwin is no tyrant-but in a world that demands they be enemies, can they rewrite the story written in their blood? A legend reborn. A kingdom on the brink. And two souls bound by fate, standing on opposite sides of a war that has raged for centuries.

Every song tells a story, these are her stories.

When a scatterbrained archmage named Archibald Fenwick receives a vision from a god, the message is as cryptic as it is terrifying: "Gather the lost, the damned, and the liar. Only then may the heart of night be silenced." Dismissed by his peers and haunted by the prophecy, Archy sets out to do the impossible-find three souls broken enough to save the world. He finds them: Corin, the war-weary soldier who can't remember what peace feels like. Lysandra, the half-vampire struggling to keep her hunger-and her humanity-intact. Kessa, a sharp-tongued rogue turned bard whose lies are the only thing keeping her alive. Together, they uncover a truth far crueler than the prophecy foretold: they aren't meant to save the world. They're meant to seal it. In a tale of reluctant heroes, divine manipulation, and the fragile line between damnation and redemption, four strangers will learn that peace always has a price- and sometimes, it's only peace for now.

Hal Jordan now takes flight as a Lantern