Against Heavens Will Novels & Stories

Disgusted by my act, my forehead falls forward to lean against the door. So close, but worlds apart. I'm in a living hell. I need a woman who is in a relationship with another man. I just blew myself up by thinking of her, yeah, I never thought I would go to heaven but now I am sure I am getting stuck in the worst of the worst hells. Maybe I will face it in this world too

"What?" "Oh goodness." "What does that mean?" "This is bad." William went to toss his dice on the table. With horror he said, "Oh no." "What is it?" The dice on his table rolled one more time. Shock and disbelief came to his face. William gasped and said, "What have we done?" "What is with this enigma? Tell me." "The broken will of heaven is done. Chaos is coming." "WHAT!" CAMP

I point my finger at him. "Now listen, Cedric! There's women like me. Then there's women like Heaven. And you know what, those two types of women are completely different. Heaven might let you yell at her but I won't let you raise your voice at me. Heaven will let you walk all over her but honey, I'll cut off those legs if you try that with me. Heaven will lick your ass but I'll kick your ass. Heaven will create heaven for you but I am both hell and terror for men like you, Cedric! "

He eyed me with so much anger and I just smiled at him. Jack cleared his throat “Of course, we are coming” he said while looking at Nina. “Okay then, get ready,” Sky said to everyone. I looked at the devil with a smile. He shot me a glare and the smile disappeared from my face. His eyes were making promises that I'm going to regret everything and he is going to make sure of it. Giving me a hard look and slamming his cutlery on the plate, he left the room. I let go of my breath which I didn't know I was holding.

my grandmother gasped and clutched at her chest. My mother bent her head and quietly sobbed into her handkerchief. “What else aren't you telling us? Isn't Heaven out of surgery? Where is she?” my father said coldly. I clenched my fists at his overbearing tone. How would I tell them that Heaven is pregnant and in a coma? “Heaven…” Sensing my hesitation, Grandma grew more agitated. “Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with Heaven?” Taking a deep breath, I could only say, “Heaven fell into a…a coma.”

It did not travel. It simply existed. Aurelian felt it within him, as natural as his own existence. “You are order.” “You are purpose.” “You are mine.” The response came instantly, unified across Heaven. “We are yours.” There was no delay. There was no variation. Aurelian’s voice joined the others, identical in tone, identical in certainty. Perfect. A command followed. Not spoken in words, but understood completely. Movement. The stillness of Heaven shifted. Wings extended, not with sound, but with light. Thousands of beings rose at once, ascending through the radiant expanse without disrupting its balance.

They were still contemplating it when the doctor came out; he hesitantly delivered the newsletter of the tragic demise of Mariah. Stella fainted on the spot. It could never be true; her best friend couldn't be dead; she desperately wished for a miracle that never happened, and even when she woke up, Mariah was still very dead. She cried her eyes out with the memories of the good times they had shared. A few minutes later, Abraham joined them at the hospital as the news of Mariah and her husband's death spread around town; Abraham’s aged eyes had sunken. Obviously, he had cried a lot, but he pretended to be okay just to console Stella, who was still in disbelief.

“Nobody will want you gone if you behave, okay? You just need to follow your schedule. Do what you came here to do and you’ll be fine.” “No… no…” Heaven loses her voice, and couldn’t hold back her tears, so she breaks down, now embracing Lakri tight and bawling her eyes into the maid’s shoulder. As the voices in her head starts growing louder, Heaven’s tone rises as well with the intent to overshadow that of her whispering demons. But that doesn’t help. Their hurtful words keep dropping, each one more painful than the last. Kill yourself. End it all. No purpose, no life.

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

Then, he looked a deep breath and looked at James grimly, saying, “I’m afraid this battle will be treacherous. The Sanctuary has a Heaven’s Adjudicator among them.” “A Heaven’s Adjudicator?” James was stunned. Upon hearing this, the other powerful figures all unconsciously staggered backward, unable to conceal the horrified expressions on their faces. The Heaven’s Adjudicators were too terrifying. Wearing a grim expression, Silvester asked, “Didn’t you say they will only appear at the Fourth Calamity?” Jabari shook his head and said, “I don’t know.” James looked at him and asked, “Grand Emperor, how likely are you to win against a Heaven’s Adjudicator?”