Beyond Blessed Food Pantry Novels & Stories

said Hazel. “Well, we are trying to get a few shower stalls installed inside the soup kitchen, but government officials are stalling some permits,” said Valentina. “Sam! Could you look at this injury, please?” Father Paul shouted and called Sameeksha. She not only donated things, her time but she also help people with their small injuries, fever or cold. For bigger things, she would ask them to come to her hospital and she would treat them pro bono. Thus, the name, Mother Teresa.

I was shocked she had that kind of impression of Caleb, especially considering the way he had acted towards me before my rebirth. “Oh, you know,” she started, distractedly blowing Vic a kiss. “All of his charity work, his volunteering for poor Lycan communities. The projects he started and funded himself. Even on the street I lived, most of my neighbors could barely afford food,so he personally made sure the food pantry was well-stocked with nutritious options for families.” “Caleb did that?” I asked. “Oh sure, hasn’t he told you about all of his work? It’s like he never takes a break from raising money and helping others. I would have thought you would know all about that.”

“We already know that that bastard has been planning this for a long time. He would’ve found another way to stay in Desiree’s life regardless of your support. You’re not to blame for this.” “Gerald is right, babe. Don’t blame yourself for this,” Damian consoled her. Sasha gritted her teeth. “I just want that bastard to pay for everything he has done. He can’t just continue to walk scot-free.” “And he’ll pay, Sasha. Soon enough,” Gerald assured her, a dark look in his eyes. “I promise you.” ༺❀༻༺❀༻༺❀༻ “… because of this, hundreds of orphaned children will have a constant supply of food and shelter for a long time to come, and this is all thanks to Mrs. Doreen Hamilton. Please welcome her with

Her driver was already waiting and quickly opened the car door for her. "I want to give this to the needy. Take me to a nearby restaurant," she ordered. Beggars usually gathered there, hoping for leftovers. Since she had no mood to eat, she’d rather let them have it. "Thank you so much, ma’am." "God will replenish you, ma’am." "Thank you very much." The beggars chorused their gratitude as Dorothy handed the food to them. She was about to leave the restaurant when she noticed how beautiful and inviting it looked. The lights, the warmth—it tugged at her.

Dex Halbrook, the burrito stall owner next to me, who had never liked me, immediately chimed in with a sneer, "Oh, so when some billionaire’s wife shows up, you throw in a freebie. But when a poor girl comes along, you won’t even serve her? Sounds like you’re just a snob to me. Come on, miss, forget her. I’ll treat you to some burritos!" The woman shook her head, thanking him softly, then turned back to me and pleaded in a small, humble voice, "Rainie, I brought $10,000. If it’s not enough, I can pay more." I was about to refuse again when a young woman further back in line suddenly spoke up, "Wait. One fortune cookie costs $10,000? I must’ve missed a zero… I only brought $1,000…" Without he

He smiled and gripped my shoulder, "Derek, if you weren't sexy, I would have said no." I rolled my eyes, "Your being an idiot, Cooper." Then pried his hand from my shoulder and walked towards the stairs. Tell me, why am I best friends with him again? Before I reached the stairs, Cooper called for me,"Hey, Derek?" I stopped and glanced over my shoulder,"Yes?" He smiled softly,"Don't beat yourself up. It's going to be fine." I sighed,"I hope so." Then snapped my head back and left. ********************* I stood before the colossal black iron gate that fenced the abandon warehouse. It was teeming with converted vampires and the warehouse was the only place for their kind where they couldn't be

"For years since me and my brother, Andrew, started A&A Financial Gold, we have held this charity event annually." Ambrose, smiled at the audience and said, "Through you, our partners, we can give so much to the community and... to the world." "This year, we will be donating all proceeds to the two organizations; The hillside Orphanage here in London and The World Against Hunger, who continues to spearhead feeding programs in remote areas in African and Asian countries."

He knew then that he would carry out the promise he made to help to the very end, if there ever was. A hush fell again. “We would also like to thank the Devine Congregation church, for donating to the organisation clothes and blankets. This is thanks to Mr. Dion Hill and of course, the pastor—they had asked the members of their church to give clothes and blankets they did not use anymore. It is surprising how much people really want to help—they collected a whole ton of boxes. Again, thank you too, pastor. We hope that you pass on our gratitude to your congregation.” Another applause. There were few more mentions and applauses to accompany. Mpumi and Thabo finally made it. They quickly rushe

The sight that greeted her was a harsh slap of reality—the rogues were indeed suffering from poverty and famine. Determined to help, Amani planned to gather as much food and supplies as she could for Penelope’s new family. However, the market had little to offer. Fortunately, Bloodmoon was close to receiving another shipment, so Amani decided to take from their own supply to create a care package. She sent Steven and Daniela, accompanied by a couple of guards, to deliver the food, medicine and supplies. They returned with a heartfelt message of gratitude, expressing the deep appreciation from Penelope and her new family.

Adrian suddenly said, “I think I’ve heard of a person named Benson Xavier.” Riley turned her head to look toward Adrian and asked, “How could you have possibly heard of him?” Adrian chuckled and said, “Mount Sol Ecological Farmstead. That belongs to Benson, right? I recall that MS EcoFarm provided one hundred and twenty-eight tonnes of supplies to the frontline during the battle of Azure Creek. I met them in person at the time, and I recall meeting a person named Benson. He told me that his dream is to have his agricultural products and livestock distributed all over the world. Are we talking about the same person?”