365 Day Devotional Book Novels & Stories

adding, David says, "I think we should start a daily devotion. A bible verse and prayer every morning before we start with the tasks and after the entire day’s work before everyone will be logging-out. We also prepare seconds of bible reading and prayer during noon break after or during lunchtime here in the office with the microphone connected to the intercom all over the area where everyone can clearly hear it. Let's suggest this program to Mr. Heinz first before we start."

“Thanks.” He reaches into his coat pocket and retrieves a small black box. “Happy birthday.” He slides it across the table. Excited, I grab it and open it. Yes, I am a sucker for gifts, and Papa is a big gifter. It’s how, despite how annoying he can be, he always manages to stay on my good side. A soft gasp leaves my lips as I see the content of the box. Inside is a gold bracelet, delicate and glittering with small diamonds. It’s stunning, just like everything else he gives me.

In that moment, Ansel's last shred of sanity broke. He stumbled backward, slamming into the shelf behind him before crumpling to the floor. His voice shook, barely more than a whisper. "Odessa… how can this be? Then who have I been seeing these past days? The legend of the Seven-Day Resurrection… it's real… I—" His words collapsed under the weight of the truth. Sobs tore from his chest as he slapped himself hard across the face. "I'm sorry, Odessa! This is my fault! I got you killed! I'm nothing but a worthless bastard!"

And as the sun lifted, touching every scarred surface with light, Jessica whispered the queit truth that had carried her through everything: "We were the fire once.... but now, we're the builders of dawn".

I stated before putting my phone off. "Man, he is trying hard. He won't eat, Ledger," I told him, amazed by the action my father was pulling. "If I were you, I'd find a woman on contract and pay her," he uttered, taking his alcohol. I nodded, adjusting my collar. "I will be with you shortly; an angel is waiting for me," I smirked.

This is Book 2 from Book 1 Moments with My Devil. Thank you everyone that is continuing this journey with my characters 🥰 I appreciate all the support and I hope you enjoy reading to the end! Please leave gems to show your support of book. Ethan POV - We left that Hell in Worthington two months ago for a better life and now I wish we hadn't. I failed Alley and sitting here in this hospital after my best friend died in my arms, I knew that Christian was the only man that she could ever truly love. He was her soul mate and when you take away someone's soul there isn't anything left to them but a shell full of darkness.

"Do you want me to help you take a shower?" "No, I can." I got up. I like him being rough with me and then gentle. Although he was trying his best not to drain my energy. I took a shower and had breakfast with him. Since it was Sunday, Ryan intended on working from home while I was already done with the drafts for the collection which I will be launching soon. However, my head is still filled with plenty of ideas for the upcoming projects but it doesn't hurt to take a day off, right? Before, I would indulge myself into this boring Ryan-less environment, I got a text from Beth.

The white-capped waves that crashed along the jagged cliffs had lulled her to sleep each night, and the terrace where she read her devotionals in the mornings provided the perfect view of the Mediterranean Sea. Alexa had awoken with the sun each morning on their vacation. Jetlag and the changes in her schedule were distracting enough to send her stirring at an earlier hour than Salvatore, so she used the time to study Scripture. She and Salvatore had taken a few journeys into the nearby towns, and although they had no neighbors to observe, she knew the villages were waking with the dawn. Pulling her blanket tighter around her shoulders, she stared at the passage before her. Proverbs 28:13 re

Not that I was counting the days, and especially not because I was thinking about him every damn minute. Okay, so what if I was thinking about him? Not only did he save my life, but that man gave me some of the best orgasms with just his fingers. But seriously, who just comes to your room, pleasures you, then disappears into thin air? The Devil, obviously. And I was apparently crazy enough to let him touch me without giving it a single thought. Now, he was nowhere to be found for a week, and I didn’t know what that meant. I stopped in my tracks, getting distracted, when I noticed a bunch of people rushing back and forth, carrying flowers, tablecloths, vases, and all kinds of decorative stuff

Is he gone again? I sighed. I get up to get ready for school and the first thing I do is to keep my bed in good condition. Last night, I remember as I fell asleep, he stayed. Guess I need to make myself always ready to accept that God always disappears and comes back whenever he likes to. But what if he is not coming back? I feel an ache in my chest, as if I was suffocated by its bitterness. Come now. Wake up. I said to myself, patting my cheeks. You are both in a different world. And you are just a puny human. Forget about that. Try to change the view and feel someone who is more human.