Air Mata Tuhan Novels & Stories

Seerat calmly spoke and turned around to leave the house. She wiped her tears and walked away. On the other side, Miral woke up rubbing her forehead. Aditya entered the room holding too coffee mugs and saw her like that. "Hey! Good Morning," he softly spoke. "My head is bursting," she responded in a sleepy tond. Ye smiled and sat beside her. "Strong coffee. It will help you relax a bit," he spoke as he handed over one mug to her. "Thanks," she responded as she placed her head on his shoulders.

He’s still mumbling while listening to his mate. Athena hangs the phone up looking at her confused mate. “It’s a long story. Keep an open mind.” She sits beside him and takes his hand “I love you.” Then she tells him about Lucius rising from hell, the Phobos, and the war. Athena looks at him concerned. “Okay, I’m with you so far.” Shaf nods, "I think." “I’m Athena the Goddess of War and Wisdom. Yes, I'm your true mate,” she tightens her hold on his hand.

I caressed his cheeks, and tears fell from my eyes, but my heart felt happy seeing him. Atlas brushed away my tears using his little finger, then kissed both of my eyes. "Don't be too sad, Mommy," he said, looking at me with concern in his eyes. "If you're sad, I'll be sad too," he added, staring directly into my eyes. I chuckled and wiped away my tears as well. "Don't leave, Mommy, please," I pleaded. Atlas smiled at me and nodded his head. "I will never leave you, Mommy. I will always be here, watching you from above. I will always guide you and Daddy," he said, wiping my tears away once again.

It was a pleasure to see her flowing, moon shadow-black hair. “Alpha Erica” I could hear the Crystal White Alpha calling out to her as he walked up to her to greet her. She was highly welcomed and respected. A special high sit was made especially for her. While she walked to her sit, I made eye contact with her and her enticing, constellation-gold eyes gazed at me over her puffy, heart-shaped lips. I stopped gazing at her when she almost tripped. It was funny but also adorable, I grinned at her and her eyes glitched from gold to black within a few seconds which got me scared.

He said as if that meant something. "What? What are you talking about?" "You're my mate." "You already said that. What's exactly is a mate?" He stood in the middle of the room. "A mate is someone who you are destined to be with for the rest of your life. It's why you feel the sparks when I touch you or why you're always thinking of me." "Who says I think about you?" I snapped. "Do you not?" He eyed me.

However, something stopped her from firing. She sensed something powerful. “What is this astra? It’s so strong! From him?” The woman turned towards Matthew. She saw something that was invisible to the naked eye. Blazing red aura surrounded Matthew. His right eye changed colour from light blue to golden yellow and his pupil, into a vertical slit. The woman felt very intimidated by such aura. “This guy... “ Matthew glared in anger at the beast while the beast glared back in fear. Its body shivered before the immense pressure it was sensing from the human.

𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶�

Someone else murmured, further away this time, though I couldn't tell who. I looked up at Deus, whose expression had shifted from concern into something far more complicated, something that looked almost like recognition mixed with disbelief. "Deus," I whispered, my own voice sounding strange and distant to my own ears. "What's happening to me?" He didn't answer right away, still staring at my eyes like he couldn't quite process what he was actually seeing. "Your eyes," He finally said, his voice barely above a whisper now, all the earlier defiant confidence completely drained out of it. "Tatiana, your eyes are gold."

Sa Aking Mga Mata “Hinahawi ako ng mga nagliliparang buhangin ng disyerto, napupuwing sa 'di maunawaang butil ng mga bago. Nagdidiliryo sa isang larawang di malinaw kung ano, sumasagwan sa tuyot na sapa at nangingisda ng sagot sa malamyang ilat." Mula sa mga mata ng isang bata.

Then, slowly, an image emerged — Matteo’s face, scarred but alive, eyes faintly glowing with data-light. He looked straight into the camera, expression calm, voice steady. “The Lion sleeps… but dreams still burn. Tell her I remember.” The feed went dark.