365 Day Devotional Book Novels & Stories

Instead, he looked almost tired. "Anything else?" "They said I don't know what you did." Silence. I watched his face carefully. He wasn't surprised. That scared me more than anything. "You know who it was." "No." "You're lying." He looked away. I stepped closer. "You know." "Drop it." "No." His gaze snapped back to mine. "Christiana." "No!" I raised my voice. "I'm tired of everyone telling me to stop asking questions. I'm tired of being locked in a room. I'm tired of people talking about me like I'm some secret I'm not allowed to understand."

Andre, things will only get better from here. I smiled faintly. My eyes closed. Just a short nap… My body had no strength left. My thoughts drifted back to him — but I pushed them away. Please… whoever is listening in heaven, guide me through these 100 days. And keep Andre alive. Tears slipped down my cheeks as sleep finally claimed me.

She gave hope and assurance to Jane garnered with wisdom. “There`s this Lord`s book called ‘Devotion Of The Most Precious Blood Of Our Lord Jesus. (The greatest devotion of our time)’. Acquire this book and it chaplet as you leave from here. Each time you`re going to see your son at the hospital. Make sure you recite this chaplet, the consolation and adoration prayers. If possible kneeling in front of his hospital bed. And lastly, pray for your husband. He deeply needs it” She delivered the information to Jane in her fit mood. Then turned, and walked away through the emptiness of the church. Then disappeared in the air.

Between his touch or his sexy groans on my ears. My eyes drifted to the books and see something. It was like a magnifying moment and I pushed him away. Even with a pure bliss of emotion, with his hands all over my body and his kisses that almost make me crazy, I’ve pushed him away for I saw something. “ D-Devon,” Alpha Antonio growls, watching me annoyed for stopping. I’ve picked up the book and encircled the phrase. “ Only a god can see the abode of truth. The abode of others for nature prevents the mixture of life above the earth.”

"Then we're done for the day." "You said that twenty minutes ago," Soraya shot back. She was already lining up for the drill anyway, stubborn in the exact way that made her SoRage. I watched them fall into their rhythm, easy and practiced, three weeks of six a.m. mornings compressed into a shorthand that didn't need many words anymore. Caleb called out corrections, Soraya adjusted, both of them locked into the kind of focus that made the rest of the world disappear for a while. I liked watching them work. I liked, even more, the way Caleb had started finding excuses to sit beside me afterward, coffee in hand, our conversations drifting further and further away from anything that had to do wi

I bite back a gasp. Then just as fast he pulls away. He strolls back to his chair, sitting down as though nothing happened. He picks up his glass, takes a sip of whiskey, and gestures at the broken mess on the floor. “Clean that up,” he says smoothly. I glare at him. “Do it yourself.” His smile is pure sin. “Lesson three. Defiance makes me hard, but obedience makes me generous. Choose wisely.” I want to claw his eyes out. Instead, I snatch the cloth from the sideboard and drop to my knees. My hands shake as I scrape eggs and bacon off the marble, bile rising in my throat.

A year. A year since Rafael Vega died in my arms. A year since the last warmth I felt slipped through my fingers like blood. A year since the world turned cold, and I let it. My empire has never been stronger. My enemies have never feared me more. And I… I have never been emptier. Which is why, on a gray, unremarkable Tuesday morning, I did something I don’t do anymore: I allowed myself to walk without purpose. I needed air.

I muttered lowly under my breath, trying to be optimistic of the day ahead of me. I opened the door and slowly stepped out of the car.

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When one idea is not working shift your thinking to a different one. My daily routine now in order to cancel stress was to just read books on business and Christian literature. I searched for wisdom like a hungry man. I told myself that what if Solomon's wisdom came as a result of studying. I really did carry out much study. Paul says to Timothy 2 Timothy 2:15 Study to show thyself a workman not to be ashamed. That's what I started to do day and night. I read on Angels, Holy Spirit, marriage, salvation, forex trade and business in general. I did this for weeks that my mind was now in volume of much literature.