Anime Characters Praying Novels & Stories

Nigerians has a thing for long prayers especially old people. "I cover the pilot with the blood of Jesus and we pray that God would take over and pilot you safely to your destination in Jesus name, amen." She was getting tired of the prayers. And wondered if Charity and the rest was too. So she peeked to see the reaction on their faces. Charity's eyes weren't closed and she looked tired. It must be from the long prayer her dad was making. Fabby also opened his eyes briefly, immediately it locked with Cookie's, she closed her eyes.

The sevens priests are all in place all in their respective place ready for the prayers. Sona gets into place going to the place where she is supposed to sit. The sit of the queen. “ We welcome you queen” the priests say. There are so many serpents from her kingdom. They all have to unshell and get a new skin. This way it means they are now more stronger than ever. “ Lord Shaghan. Give us the blessings to see all the enemies. Those who are trying to act like they are our frds and those who never hide their identity ” the prayers go on.

‘If it’s at the ninety-ninth degree, just how strong could it be? ‘Could I be able to handle nuclear bombs then?’ Thinking about this, he felt as if his heart shivered slightly. ‘My ancestors are way too powerful. Could they really be some sort of deities?’ Roar! “Seiryuu’s Mystic Flash!” Seiryuu leaped into mid-air and turned into a blast of lightning.

Manik exclaimed. “I’ll kick his ass! How dare you destroy this world for something bizarre like that!” Kartika exclaimed pissed off. Alfi holds her and shakes his head. “Join us! The worshipers of Vanilla and NTR Doujinshi, Harasho!” Manik exclaimed rising both of his hands. “All right, let’s kill him.” Alfi said pissed off. “Right!” Kartika and Koji exclaimed. Alfi draws Paw-pang from his bracelet and morphs those eleven pebbles into three stone platforms. Alfi, Kartika, and Koji jump on each of them and come to Manik. Koji unsheathes his sword and strokes it cloaking the blade in flame.

"I'm sorry, Luna. I hate to see you hurt." I forced a smile to my lips. "It'll be okay." I would make it okay. I waited until he left before I got up and got dressed. It probably wouldn't be proper to do what I was about to do while completely naked. I kneeled down on the ground and clasped my hands together in prayer and focused. All of my willpower was on exactly one thing. I wanted to reach out to the God of the Primes. "Please, as Luna of the Prime I beseech you to answer me. I need your help."

Andreas looked up with a sadistic smirk plastered on his face and lift two of his fingers up in the air as if the thugs understood the assignment, pulled the trigger, and shot dead three of the hostages learning loud gasps and shrill cries from the crowd. Annalise shut her eyes closed and kept on what she thought was prayer but it was just pure gibberish. She wasn’t even sure what she was saying but kept on mixing my random holy prayers in the fear of being killed. From ‘Jesus Christ’ to ‘forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation’ she didn’t know what she was actually saying. She wasn’t even sure if her voice was audible or not whe

“Sorry, Ann.” “Focus on the moves,” Amy said. “If we do it together, I can recite the prayers for us both.” “These are prayers?” Trisha asked. “You can call them that. Incantation is the right word, but it sounds too pagan for most ears.” I understood she didn’t want to upset the Blotters and shrugged. “Okay, let’s try again.” “The whole thing? I can’t feel my knees!” Trisha complained. Amy grabbed one of the seat cushions and threw it to the floor before her. “There, crybaby,” she replied, making me laugh.