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Ever since Evan Moore renounced his worldly pursuits in order to pray for me, I would visit him at the monastery once every month. However, he wasn't in the meditation chamber today. As I waited for Evan inside, a breeze blew open his handwritten scripture. I was surprised when I casually skimmed through the words on the pages. He had always been protective of this handwritten scripture. Every time I asked to see it, he insisted I fast and pray for a week first. However, it was impossible for me to meet such strict demands when I still had to take care of our son.

The shame burns deeper than any physical pain, a constant reminder of how far I've fallen. I feel so lost, so broken. The only way I can even begin to cope with what happened is to reframe it in my mind. It wasn't a moment of weakness or a complete betrayal of my beliefs—it was a transaction. A cold, hard deal. This... this was the price I paid to save Enzo's life. It was a payment, a sacrifice I made to protect someone I love, and I have to believe that the God I serve will understand.

I could hear the shuffle of chairs, the buzz of excitement rising like a storm. “Let’s start the bidding at one million!” the voice announced. A roar answered him. One million. Two. Five. Ten. Numbers, figures, values… I did not understand what they meant. My head spun with the endless calls. What could these mortals possibly want from me? What were they trying to do with me? If I had known betrayal would throw me into this wretched human body, I would have studied these creatures more carefully. I would have prepared for their twisted ways.

You?" Her voice was just above a whisper. He looked down at her, expressionless. "The vows," the priest handed each of them a piece of paper. Sinora looked at the paper in her hand, her eyes caught the words, "I promise to love and serve you forever. " she scoffed and used the paper to fan herself. What sort of joke was this? She looked around the empty church hall, before catching the Dark King's eyes again, but he wasn't looking at her. His eyes were fixated on the paper in his hands.

Ewan There’s nothing like bringing justice to those who cannot do it for themselves that makes satisfaction course through my veins. Dalton Corleone and Bonnie Corleone are going to receive a bit of that justice tonight, and I cannot be any more delighted. I watch as the couple sits comfortably in their large mansion, feasting and rebelling while their victims fester in the bowels of their underground torture chamber. Dalton and Bonnie are sociopaths. As a couple, they work with charities under the guise of humanitarianism, but in real life, they’re monsters. They own several homeless shelters and food pantries around the country, which they use for the sole purpose of choosing a victim. The

Cole asked, getting on his feet also. “Hey Man! Don’t tell me, you don’t understand this?” Anthony asked, flipping the page of the book to where the full details were written. “I don’t. Can you tell me?” Cole asked, giving him a go ahead. “C’mon Cole, you ain’t this dumb right? Think dude” Anthony motioned, as he motioned the book towards Rex… He read the inscription on the book aloud, still not getting the hint. “THE DANGER OF A LYCAN FATE TO A LUNA – MOON GODDESS MYSTERIES”

' They all fall down into the ground. 'Innggg..inggg...' And the whimping sound from the pain that have caused in them was been heard in that Sanctuary. They were shocked with what just happen. It was that quick. And then Mother Tree appeared in front of the light that occurred in front of them. They slowly stand up from falling while they was still in pain. Bowing their hands down while Liam was standing at the corner looking at Mother Tree. Upon seeing Mother Tree appeared in front of them, Liam immediately kneel and ask for her forgiveness. While Senan, Imre and Lex was the last one to kneel.

echoing silently within me. Dante gently slipped the ring onto my finger, and it fit perfectly as if it were meant to be there all along. Overwhelmed by emotions, I embraced him tightly, my heart brimming with gratitude and excitement. This marked the beginning of our forever, and I fervently prayed for a future filled with love, laughter, and the pitter-patter of little feet, our own miniature versions running joyfully throughout our home. THE END.~~~~~~~~

“Callum.” She stared at it. Then back at him. “I didn’t come here to be saved.” His smile didn’t waver. “Good. I’m not the saving kind.” She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “You ever burn a Bible, Callum?” He raised an eyebrow. “Pages, yes. Covers take longer.” Eden’s laugh was unexpected. From the belly. From somewhere older than her pain. “I’ve got one in my trunk,” she said. “Leather-bound. Stained in all the right places.”

“ Try this. You will love it” At first she hesitated but when it became obvious the man of God wasn’t ready to give up nor withdraw his offer, she reluctantly took the book while murmuring “thank you” and still not looking at him. “good start “ he commended. “that is Rick Warren. He is as good as Joel Osteen. His book 'purpose driven life' sort of redirects one’s path through a clear faith and understanding of the fact that we are created by God for a reason”. Now turning to Amy who at this time has turned to look at him, “are you borthered about something?”