Adult Devotional Novels & Stories

I questioned as I noticed that she was the only I’d been able to communicate with. “It’s a bit complicated Devonne” she said, a hint of sadness in her voice. Some of us cannot find peace, mostly because of those we left behind. “Ava” I whispered, “Yes, my pride, watching her grow from this realm is my eternal punishment” she smiled sadly, Eternal punishment? I wanted to question, but I stopped myself….. not touching that one. “Whenever you can find time to meditate, I’ll be here waiting for you, but for now, there’s a book deep in our family archives….”

In between what felt like marathon rounds of sex, we’d talked and gotten to know a little more about each other, and there’s an odd feeling inside me that takes a moment to pinpoint: hope. Is it crazy to feel hopeful about a man I just met? About a man who is closer to my daughter’s age than mine and who is just starting out in life? Maybe. But I’ve spent decades doing things for other people, and for the first time in my life, I’m finally in a place where the only person I need to worry about—to take care of—is me. Gabriel stirs, breathing in deep as he opens his beautiful maple eyes. He smiles. “Good morning, gorgeous.”

Being caught in the middle was so hard that he was close to getting depressed. "Dexter, I can tell you still have strong feelings for Angela. Take my advice—stop wasting time. She's not the same person she used to be. She's out there in the world now, always in the public eye. Who knows how many outstanding men are trying to win her over? "You might be a role model among men in our circle, but to her, you're just an outdated candidate. Winning her back is far from guaranteed. Your biggest advantage is being close to her, so don't let that opportunity slip away."

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

I didn’t know what she wanted from me, but whatever it was, I couldn’t give it to her. “Eve,” her tone changed from reprimand to gentle worry. “I know this is hard. Believe me, if I could make it easier, I would. We have to do something, otherwise this will get worse. You should be healing, not getting worse as time goes on.” I glanced away from her, noticing a busy street and people rushing all around us but I felt alone. I didn’t know what to say to her. I couldn’t be the same person I was before the accident.

As she neared the end of her journey, a strange sensation gripped her heart, making it hard to breathe. The priest, Father Henry, stood at the altar, resplendent in his white robe. He had a serene smile on his face as he held the Bible open, ready to officiate the ceremony. He was no longer a kid, his beard was slowly growing, but his warm ebony eyes were the same. They were the eyes that Khana had once gazed into and had seen her soul. The same eyes that had loved her like no other.

He can hear the gospel music lulling his mind and his spirit is lifted when the pastor on the DVD says. “Whenever life puts you in a corner, whenever your enemy attacks you shout thank you! Grace! And that way you will defeat everything that evil puts in your way! " This morning after calming down an old friend writes to him saying, "Ted! The man I wanted to speak to, brother, a new position has been opened in my firm, as a partner you are the man I need! "

She knew the apology wasn't sincere and she can't even imagine any sincere apologies from them. She also rolled her eyes and left too. ★ LUCIFER'S LAIR* Lucifer walked into his chamber as he went towards a table. He took a cigarette and lightened it immediately. He smoked excessively for a moment not until his phone dinged suddenly. He ignored it and it dinged again, he exhaled loudly and took it to see an invitation and an unread messages. His brows furrowed as he looked up from it. Immediately, he walked out of the suite.

Sophie always said I’d pass as a stripper with how I dance but I know I dance to express myself and how I felt. I did my usual morning routine, which included thanking God for another day even thou it was going to be shitty, I gotta thank Him, at least I was not dead. Then I yell into my pillow and then I brush my teeth, take a bath, get dressed, have breakfast, read a few books, watch a few movies, get frustrated go up to my room do a little dancing, and sometimes skip lunch for a nap and then have dinner and then go to sleep and then repeat.

I ask not knowing what they expect to do while Matteo's tutor is here. "Oh, whatever you like, sweetie; Matteo will only be gone a few hours." She stated this before hastily retreating around the corner, Matteo's little hand waving farewell to me. Well ok then... **** I'm currently sitting down in the sitting room reading one of my favourite books Pride and prejudice. I mean it's so beautifully written. A blanket was draped over my lap, and the fire in front of me kept me warm and comfortable as I read. The scent of burning wood from the fireplace soothed me into the leather chair. I smile when I read my favorite quote from the book. "You have bewitched me body and soul. And I -"