Beyond Heavens Novels & Stories

"Do you hear how absurd you sound? Isn't Andrea too delicate for IVF? Or is the mortgage crushing you now? Cruise ship losing its sparkle? You need me as bait to keep him hooked?" The bank's collection calls had clued me in. Steven had been quietly footing their house payments for years. They'd never relinquish such a lucrative catch willingly. Genuine remorse would never be in these self-serving souls. Turning to Steven's ashen face, I said, "Modern medicine is a marvel. Get your issue sorted by pros. I'm no miracle worker." Brent jabbed a finger at me, his chest heaving. Blood drained from his face, and he looked as if he'd collapse in the next second.

Unchanged. The couple still stood together, unaware of what had nearly been taken from them. Unaware of what had been delayed. Unaware of what had begun. Far beyond them, beyond the sky they could see, beyond the order they could never reach— Something had shifted. Not in Heaven. Not in Hell. But somewhere in between. And it would not remain still for long.

Of course, Philip had figured out the meaning behind those words, but he still smiled faintly and said, “The Heavenly Court isn’t the ruler of this world yet. If my father can make you apprehensive, so can I!” Hmph! Angus snorted coldly and turned to leave. Before leaving, he said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, the land beyond the stargate is as vast as the ocean, and the Heavenly Court also exists on the other shore. Beware!”

Analyze his soul, his essence, his nature, with unique eyes, the left one, a mixture of red and black and the other, blue and green "She is, without a doubt, worthy, ah finally found it, perfect" An ancient and deep voice spoke .. .. .. .. "Where I am?" A place where there is nothing, pure white, in a space without limits "This is heaven, hmph, I thought it would be something more pleasant as some religious books describe it, well it does not matter now well when I see that ..." “YOU DON'T NEED TO SAY ANYTHING, I KNOW; AVOID USELESS WORDS AND GO DIRECTLY TO THE MAIN TOPIC "

"For sometime, everything was blank. Just blank. Literally felt life less. It was like this for a while. This was until I began to see myself in a dark room. It was terrible at first, as I kept having nightmares about the accident. And some other stuffs I barely recall. God, it felt like hell. Reliving that terrible event every minute of the day. I wanted to run mad. Just went I thought I was at the verge of losing it, it suddenly just. . . stopped. I stopped having those nightmares and started hearing voices. I am pretty sure that deep husky voice was Nicolás'." He chortled. "I did not feel lonely anymore. You know, it felt like they were with me. My family. It was not dark anymore. Just pl

One of which was probably that prophetic dream. Even though he was a businessman, he was still a painter — a creative — deep inside. He had a good imagination. There were a lot of places that one’s imagination could take you to. Things like prophetic dreams, myths, déja vú, gut instincts, and even miracles… Such mysterious things happened in the world. Usually it would be considered foolish to believe in such concepts, but as long as it didn’t harm anybody, there wasn’t anything bad about it. It was why he agreed to take Allison here in the first place. He had wanted to go on an overseas trip with her, somewhere far and luxurious, like famous beaches and vacation resorts where they could rel

Alexander seemed to guess what was going through her mind and smiled mischievously. "I understand your hesitation, Samantha," he said. "But you have no choice. You see, during our last encounter, I gave you an eternal gift. A gift that will force you to transform on the first full moon after our encounter, and that full moon is tonight."