Be Faithful Unto Death Novels & Stories

Ordinarily I’d be springing claws from my hands and fighting anyone who dared touch me, but I couldn’t do that now. “FLY! FLY! FLY! FLY!” My stomach suddenly has butterflies when I figure out what is going on. Then, I’m hoisted up onto someone’s shoulders, must have been the big man we call Chunk, he’s massive. The next few hours are a complete blur of getting the ink that officially inducts me into the Flying Death, getting head from a couple Flies and getting wasted. Ohh and having Doze slice my hand wide open and to join our blood. Me pledging to be his subject and only call him Alpha. Only follow and be loyal to him and the pack, for life.

She walked over to him and kissed him one last time. "It is Zaizura's will, and Hyaun will protect us!" He said with unswerving confidence. Alea's heart became lighter. Her husband's strong faith flowed into her and gave her own faith a new, inspired strength. She closed her eyes and let her mind float. Yes, Zaizura determined all of them, and you had to trust her if you were to go safely on Hyaun's path. Because that was the only path a human being could take on its journey through the universe. Only on him did one commend oneself to perfection, the highest level of existence. And as a reward every loyal believer awaited the immortal soul, independent and free from all powers, after his dea

He muttered to himself as he ran, “Briar, you have to hold on. You can’t die! “I won’t let you die. Do you hear me?” The other rescue team members eventually gave up. Austin still insisted on searching. He said if a piece of trash like him was still alive, there was no way God would take someone as kind as me. He firmly believed I was still alive. He told himself he had to find me and tell me that he had understood what true love really was. That day, while he was searching the area where I had fallen into the water, he found a nameplate engraved with my name. He followed the current and found me barely alive.

Pastor Emmanuel said, his voice rising gently now, the way Pentecostal voices do when the Spirit moves beneath the words. "For the believer — death is not a wall. It is a door. And Andrei Sebastiani has walked through that door into the fullness of God's glory, where there is no more pain, no more sorrow, no more parting." "He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain — for the old order of things has passed away." The chapel was weeping now. Even the men in sharp agbadas and tailored suits who had sat down looking composed. Even the ones who had built fortunes alongside the former King and thought themselves beyond the reach of tears.

“I hate this feeling, Faith. I hate not knowing. People are dying," Faith floated closer until her light surrounded me. “You’re a Luna who cares,” she said gently. “That’s what makes you strong. You don’t turn away from pain — you face it. That’s what Rose admired about you.” I looked up, surprised. “She said that?” Faith nodded. “Before she died, she told me you had the heart of a true leader. She believed in you.” Her words struck deep. My throat tightened, and I had to blink back the tears forming in my eyes. “I wish I could have saved her,” I whispered.

"Names, Benjamin. Give me names and your girlfriend lives. Refuse and you condemn her along with everyone else who trusted you." "Bea wouldn't want me to—" "Bea isn't here. Bea can't make this choice. Only you can." Lady Macbeth leaned close. "And we both know you're not strong enough to let her die. Not when you could save her with a few simple words." She was right about one thing. I wasn't strong enough to let Bea die. But I was strong enough to trust her. Trust that she'd want me to hold the line. Trust that she'd rather die fighting than live knowing I'd betrayed everything we stood for.

Faith replied. "Every going minute I just wished to forget him, but he walks with every breath of mine," Faith said and Steve just go deep into her words. "If you hate him then why you are being this loyal to him?" Steve asks. " I don't know, I don't see betrayal in myself," Faith said. " But betrayal is granted for them who are pure", Steve said. "Maybe, but let's don't talk about it, let it be as it going," Seren said and Steve nods.

She said laughing and I laughed too, "you should try it.. it's called being faithful..." She rolled her eyes, "I tried that and turns out he was screwing someone else....." I shrugged, "unfortunately people aren't the same.... I'm sorry I gotta cut this chat a little... I have a plane to catch..." She gasped, "you bishhh... you are going to her aren't you?" She smiled, "be faithful... no matter what the other partner does.. just treat them the way you wanna be treated...coz it says a lot about you and not then.."

Everyone comes to a pass as his screams fill the ear. “If you want to live, bring me the princess.” Sitting on my broom I rise to the moon and continued speaking as I look down at the little ants like figures underneath me. “Pick your faith.” Everyone gets on their knees and dropped their heads. A warrior then speaks. “We are loyal to our Alpha and our kind. We will never do your dirty biddings and we will never go against our own kind. We accept death as a reward as it’s a sign that our time has come. And our protector will save our kind.”

“I know. Death knows. You did what you had to. But… you touch Naomi again without telling me, and you’ll regret it.” Ruth bowed slightly, fear, respect, and a hint of pride in her tone. “Yes… I understand. I won’t fail. I’ll do what’s necessary.” Death’s voice cut softly from the corner. “Good. That is all I ask. Follow the path, Ruth. Loyalty and courage must outweigh pride and impulse.” Ruth clenched her fists, fire and determination returning. “I understand,” she said firmly. “I’ll face whatever comes… head-on.”