Against Heavens Will Novels & Stories

Instead, I force a smile. "Careful, Dean Withers. You almost sound afraid of a dead family." His expression darkens. "Afraid?" He scoffs. "No. I reserve fear for things that are still breathing." My smile falls as he steps closer. "The Celestial Dragons are gone. Your parents are dead. Your sister is dead. And you, Miss Thalorien, are nothing more than the last loose thread of a failed rebellion." Every word steals more air from the room. "You know nothing," I whisper.

“What?! Why are you here then?” “I don’t really know. It’s still shocking. There was an ambush in heaven and I got thrown out by mistake”. Azaliah explained. Hagne struggled to hold back the fear that was inside of her. The horn that followed the angel here was enough proof that she wasn’t lying. An ambush in heaven. The heaven she had heard so much about? How was that possible? “Well, can’t you just go back?”.She asked. Azaliah shook her head. “I can’t. It’s not that simple”.

Heaven. Hell. All calculating. She stepped forward again — until the tips of her glowing wings nearly touched the angel’s. “I do not seek heaven’s throne,” she said clearly. “I do not seek dominion over your realm.” The angel’s eyes narrowed. “But I will not be ruled by it.” The statement echoed like a strike of steel. The angel raised one radiant hand. The sky behind them shifted — visions forming within the light. Cities reduced to ash. Kingdoms erased. Mortals overwhelmed.

I am not strong enough to survive another reality check of the brutal life. ****** Hola beautiful people!! Shocked anyone...?? Did anyone of you thought some thing like this to occur..? Well as I have said before everyone will pay for their sins. And that's what Neev will do now. It's his time to pay. Hope you all like the chapter. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with stars and your precious words. Do follow me on Instagram @author_priyaraj to know more about updates and stories .

We took Nivi to hospital and waited for her test results. Each and every second I stood outside of every test room was like I am passing through an eternity. Under me it was hell of fire where I was burning in that. There is no hell or heaven after death it's all in our life. Now I am getting all punishments for what aI did to that girl and I am in hell. Like my naani said bad people will treated very badly in hell by burning alive in fire.

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Raphael is to the heavens as …. is to hell? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda

Kael shouted again, this time louder, not in sorrow but in fear. Above the ruins, one of the gods screamed—not a sound, but a tearing absence. Something had vanished. A presence once tethered to the heavens had slipped the chain. The sky turned inside out. And beneath the altar, the child whispered, “They’re looking for you now.” “Will you hide… or return unseen?”

I screamed. "New enemies. Old scars. One last chance to rise.” BUT THIS TIME THE STAKES ARE HIGHER THERE WILL MORE TWIST STAY TUNED HELL STAYED WITH ME ( NEW BOOK)

Cecilia Jones was lying in her hospital bed today, staring at her right leg that got hurt when Yvonne Smith hit her. She thought back to when the car crash happened and how Jeff Lawrence had rushed to help Yvonne. She opened her special notebook and wrote down: [I forgive Jeff again, for the 95th time.] Her notebook only had 99 pages, and Cecilia felt like her heart could only forgive Jeff 99 times too. If she ever got to the last page, she knew it would be time to say goodbye.

Morvane's voice hardened. "So I became one." --- The vision changed. Morvane stood between two worlds. Older now. Exhausted. The old universe was collapsing. The new universe was forming. People were screaming. Armies were fighting. Every voice demanded the same thing. Choose us. Save us. Protect our world. Morvane pressed his hands against his ears. The memories disappeared. He looked at Liana. "I heard them." "Every person." "Every prayer." "Every scream."