The Godkiller Chronicles: Collection One - Dead Gods Don't Tell Tales

By Peter Pokher and Lisa Lewd

In the wake of earning his name, Jorn Godkiller crosses paths with Celia – a Sister of Devotion and she pledges herself to him for as long as she lives. Little does she know what kind of man Jorn is and what her actions will lead to.
The Godkiller Chronicles is a fantasy adventure with strong erotic elements of freeuse and breeding – reader discretion is advised.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Peter Pokher
• Release date: Nov 15, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463350614

Peter Pokher

Peter Pokher and Lisa Lewd is a Swedish couple that loves sex in all forms. Watching it, reading about it, writing about it and most importantly having it. They want to share stories of both their own adventures and fantasies as well as those inspired by other people, both in and out of bed. Peter & Lisa's short stories and novels have been read by more than 50.000 people in their native Sweden and are now being translated to English. Please check out or Patreon page https://www.patreon.com/lisalewdpeterpokher and support our work in return for great perks!

Book preview

The Godkiller Chronicles

Collection One – Dead Gods Don’t Tell Tales

Includes Parts 1-5

A Freeuse Fantasy

By

Peter Pokher with Lisa Lewd

Copyright 2019 Lisa Lewd

Published by Peter Pokher and Lisa Lewd at Smashwords

Smashword Edition License Notes

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your enjoyment only, then please return to Smashwords.com or your favorite retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

Table of Contents

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

About Peter Pokher and Lisa Lewd

Other books by Peter Pokher and Lisa Lewd

Part One

Beginnings & Endings

The light burned a scorching path through the rock next to Jorn who threw himself sideways to avoid it. The heat made his skin blister. But he had had worse.

I’m going to rip your head off and then I am going to put it on a pike and fuck your wife in the ass in front of it, Jorn growled and reached out for his dropped sword.

You will do no such thing! the Lord of Light bellowed loud enough that Jorn’s eardrums almost burst.

Fucking cunt, Jorn said under his breath and rolled to one side avoiding another ray of light.

Well. To be honest husband, the Queen of Darkness said from over on her throne. If he bests you, he can probably do anything he pleases with me.

Jorn shot a glance over at the ivory-skinned woman with the ebony hair sitting on her throne of skulls. She smiled back at him. His skin tingled and he threw himself to the side once again. Damn. The old bitch had almost distracted him enough for the ray to take his leg off.

Stay still so I can burn you from the multiverse! the Lord of Light boomed.

No can do, you old giant-fucker.

Jorn was getting tired. It must have been an hour since he reached the peak of the cloud-top castle and the light farting dick of a god was still just standing there as if Jorn’s sword was nothing. Three times Jorn had contacted the god’s skin but not a scratch. He looked around and then he saw it. He ran sideways avoiding another three blasts of the Lord of Light’s power.

You want me standing still? I’m right here dragon-fucker, Jorn said slowly standing up.

The Lord of Light pointed his magnificent staff at Jorn. Bright light stared emanating from the tip. Jorn breathed slowly looking at the pattern that he had seen so many times before this last hour. Then he dove. The blast singed the hair at the back of his head. The reflected beam hit the god straight in the chest. The Lord of Light gurgled and then toppled over.

Quality shit that, Jorn said standing up and giving the mirror behind him a nod.

The Mirror of Ages, the Queen of Darkness said from over on her throne. How did you know that my husband’s powers would not shatter it?

Just lucky, I guess, Jorn said and headed over to the dead god. Now. Let’s see if I can’t get this fucker’s head off.

Say nothing else about me but I am a man of my word, Jorn said as he slowly slid into the Queen of Darkness’ surprisingly tight asshole. Have you never had cock up your ass before? he asked and grabbed the Queen’s long black hair and pulled her head towards him.

Not in a few millennia. My husband … that is, my former husband did not enjoy having me that way, she said nodding to the severed head on a pike.

Too bad for him, Jorn said and pounded the Queen’s ass harder. You have a butthole made for fucking.

Thank you, warrior, the Queen of Darkness said and then let out a long sigh.

Jorn pulled her hair harder and pounded her with powerful thrusts that made her shift forward on the hard marble floor.

Can I ask you a favor, warrior?

Jorn let go of her hair and grabbed her hips thrusting hard into her ass.

I don’t see why not, Jorn said looking down at the Queens’ ass that rippled every time he bottomed