A Soft Answer Turns Away Wrath Novels & Stories

🌬️ Her inner voice growled at her. 🌬️do you think you will keep running from this huh?🌬️ 🌬️Louis is destined to die and you stupid b*tch won't change the fact🌬️ 🌬️Your body won't rest till it gets what's it wants.. and when the time comes, bet me you won't stand to feel the pains🌬️ 🌬️The trauma🌬️ 🌬️The wrath 🌬️

“Why send them away? Why turn even my men against me?” For the briefest moment, I thought he might break—his gaze softened, the brother I once trusted flickering there. But it was gone in an instant. His face hardened, his mouth curling with something I couldn’t call a smile. He leaned close, his voice low, venomous. “Because mercy is a disease, brother. And I won’t let it kill us both.”

Luca driving her home, maybe charming her with that fake grin over those fifteen minutes or more. The Bible verse echoed in my mind: “Be angry and do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger” But as the sun dipped lower, my anger simmered, unquenched, and I knew prayer alone wouldn’t fix this. Not when she was slipping away, one free ride at a time.

Wolves teach: if the enemy offers meat, take it. “You are better,” he said—teacher’s single grace. “Thanks,” I said, as an insult. Five truths in six heartbeats. Wrists burned; the shoulder called me a fool. The pulse laughed. Roots bucked right; fire answered left—thin, hot enough to knife breath. Across it, Araya’s silhouette moved like a verb I’d never deserved. “Two fronts,” he said again—admiring now. He hit harder. I hit with both hands.

"But-but you should not be uncomfortable with showing softness, not around me. I do not think any less of people who emote fondness." The God bristled and his eyes darkened. A flash of anger radiated and one could also see fiery sparks ignite. His fist clenched and the temptation to crack the mortal across the skull was hard to resist but he couldn't. Anyone else would have felt the full force of his fury but instead he turned, biting his lip sharply. "To address a God as such is an insult," he hissed between gritted teeth "none as accustomed to being questioned by a mortal and none should be. Such a transgression would normally mean your skin would be split open by countless lashes; do you

- You want to insinuate that I am not a good person - Abdou, you are anything but a good person, the truth is it is the truth and it is hard to hear, what is happening to you Abdou, why are you leading this life, I have heard the people say bad things about you but I turned a deaf ear because I thought you wouldn't be able to but it's quite the opposite, they were right, what's happening to you Abdou, why do you walk this path that leads you to the wrath of the almighty lord?

a more elderly man agreed until they were all talking angrily amongst themselves. “Gentleman, Gentleman!" I called. “Edric was a cruel man indeed, but does that mean we repay him with the same cruelty? He has been merciless to me among many during his rule, but I will NOT allow any man to starve into a slow and painful death, no matter his crimes. That is not who we are, and we will not respond to ruthlessness with that of our own! We WILL be better than that. Better than the example he led by.” I waited a moment before I continued to allow what I said to sink in and to watch the response on their faces. But so far, it seemed they all understood my reasoning.

The ringing didn't take long because he answered it right away. "Hello, Hades?" Don't be soft, Agape. They pushed your buttons so make them suffer. Being kind to others is good. But being too kind and they start to abuse you are no good at all. They went too much. They crossed my line. Now, it's my turn. [Yes, Princess Agape?] I don't want to do this since they witnessed how I talk back to my father nastily but---I don't have a choice!

A Week Later Jesus said, "But I tell you, do not resist an evil person, but whoever slaps you on your right cheek, turn to him the other also. To turn the other cheek is not to surrender to anger, but to be wise in the way we react to injustices and violence suffered, so that God is glorified in our actions and reactions. As we react by repaying evil with good, we impact people with a strong testimony about the action of the Eternal in our lives.

I never imagined that the little angel I adored was enduring such pain all along. My throat tightened. My eyes burned red as I looked at Shanon. "I only see Ginny once a month! Tell me! How could these injuries possibly have been caused by me?" She avoided my gaze, her eyes flickering with guilt. Seeing she was losing ground, Shanon quickly changed tactics. "Ginny is at a mischievous age," she said pitifully. "Sometimes when she's disobedient, I lightly discipline her. That's not abuse!" She sniffed dramatically, as though she were the one wronged.