3d Gospel Novels & Stories

“Like I said before, it went too fast. I couldn’t see. All I saw was her face and the battle raging behind her. Neither Devin nor Xander were there.” All three of our heartbeats pick up, fear for our friends permeating the air. Meredith continues. “The Goddess spoke to me, as well. She called it a ‘war of threes.’ There will be three deaths, three victories, three different trios, and three losses. We will be betrayed and experience great sorrow and joy. She insisted that I warn everyone. That we be prepared.” She looks a little pale. I quickly get up and get her a Coke.

I watched her expression shift from surprise to joy as I continued, "But I will never forgive you. Not now, not ever." I continued watching as her face slowly turned pale. Then, her spirit gradually faded away. "Dad," I whispered. Then, the spirit that had hidden away cautiously appeared. I looked into his hopeful eyes and said, "Thank you for what you did, but it's too late." I shook my head. "Let's not meet again." With that, I began to drift away. Everything was finally over. I felt a lightness in my body as the heavy stone on my chest vanished. The chains around me broke free. I could feel the warmth of the sun and felt the gentle breeze of the wind.

"You don't remember the three of us?" She stared around at the three of them, looking for any features she recognized, but there were none. Zion was the largest of the three, and the most fearsome looking with his tattoos and muscled body, but the other two were not small either. The quiet one only looked at her with indifference, though he had a handsome face, she thought as she stared at him. Gunther gave her a weak smile, but she could tell his heart was not in it. Clearly, he wore his heart on his sleeve, making her wonder if he was as annoying as he seemed. When she averted her gaze to the sparks of the fire, she went over what she knew. These three knew her, and she was very important

Mark organized a press conference and happily announced his engagement before he blatantly started flirting with Rachel online. Mark: Wherever I go, in the end, it’s still you. Rachel: No matter who I look at, in the end, it’s still you. Their ex-classmates came forward to give them their blessings. [You’re finally together! Congrats!] [The childhood sweethearts are now going to exchange rings! My faith in love has been restored.] Jacob’s comment stood out like a sore thumb right then. [Have you found Jane yet?]

We heard Dorian yelled before we wound up the windows to avoid his annoying screams. Cassian drove us through the long narrow cement drive that led to the shrine. The two sides of the drive were graveyards, so we were basically driving through a splitted graveyard. Great, just great. We parked in front of a building that looked like it could be a shrine. It had relics from the old religion, it had symbols and annotations that had been banned by my father.

[Three and a half months ago–continued] “Why the fuck did I ever trust that bastard to keep his word?” I groaned for at least the third time that night, my head face down on the sticky table of the Siren Club–a popular meeting place for New York music executives looking to mix business and pleasure. Several popular acts were found on the stages here, where amateurs can book time to please the crowd, singing releases from their latest singles.

My mama raised me a Catholic, and we were taught to leave revenge for the Lord. But how can I leave it, when revenge practically landed right into my laps. ……………………… Raze’s pov “You’re killing me, doll,” I murmured into the brunette’s mouth. Her fingers press hard against me through my jeans, slowly stroking my hardening dick . The blonde on my other side drags her tongue along my naked chest, her nails scraping lightly at it. I’m in my private room at Obsidian, the bass music vibrating through the walls, the colored lights low, the smell of liquor and smoke thick in the air just the way I like it.

One more chance. Six months later, I'd be standing at that altar for the third time, waiting for him to show up. And this time, I'd finally make a different choice.

I growled rubbing my hands over my face. ”I’m just not feeling it anymore, that's all" I swallowed, my mind racing. I didn’t know what to do in all honesty. I had never had this with any other woman and Blake, it usually worked well but Olivia was different and I didn’t know why. For me, our threesomes usually worked best for both me and Blake. I was there for the sex, Blake was there for the relationship. He was better at that shit than me, could understand women, talk to them and make them happy. I just fucked them and got my dick sucked. Olivia wasn’t like any of the other women we had shared though. For me just fucking her wasn’t enough. I did shit for Olivia I never did for any other wo