Novel & Cerita Bible Fanfiction

I told her, and she smiled. "And I'll always be your Angel. Always." Just then, my phone rang out again. It was Roman. My jaw tightened. He was calling too early. My gaze met Sera's. "Cap..." His voice was lower this time and laced with tension. "He left us a gift." "Spit it out." "A Bible, Sir. With your name carved into the cover. And... the pages are soaked in blood." I felt Sera stiffen against me. Her fingers gripped my shirt, her eyes flashing with unease.

Leaving the small girl vulnerable and weak. Smiling down at her, the lord of hell slowly moved a strand of loose hair away from her face, sweat forming across her forehead as she panted; her heart racing. After a moment of silence, he spoke slowly; his tone low and rough. “You have disappointed me with your disobedience.”

"I've been reading a novel about such relationships, and I completely love the story between Brian and Nila. The title is Forbidden desire by author Muse. It gives an in that it's more than just forbidden situations, besides, we werewolves can't choose who our mate is, there's no way i would give up on a once in a lifetime thing like that." Holy crap! A weird sense takes ahold of me, this is the second time I'm having an encounter with an online fan and it makes me so proud. Maybe my book is giving people out there more insight on step-siblings forbidden relationships. It's finally making them understand that it's not always about just fucking and lust. It's about the bond and things that fa

Will his dad come for Ariebella? please take a look at my other books as well! Different - based on Briella's parents life Alpha Alexander - based on Briella's brothers life!

"Task #15: Fabian wanted the Blaze-fire pack's secret combat manual. I snuck into their sacred grounds and stole it. I was almost caught, got my arm sliced by a silver bullet. When he took it, all he said was, 'It's useful enough.'" Task #20, Task #30, Task #50… Every page was a testament to my pathetic devotion and his icy cruelty. "Task #67: I spent three months learning to brew his favorite ancient mead. When I brought it to him, he was talking to Gloria. He didn't even look up. 'Just leave it on the table,' he said." Tears blurred my vision. "Task #78: Fabian's power went wild. He was in agony all night. I stayed by his side, feeding him my energy to calm him. When dawn broke, his first

Chapter 16 Ashley frowned. He was holding her boobs as if it was a normal thing to do and she didn't like it. She wanted to hit herself for what was going on in her head. Her mind was a thinking mess, thinking about the things she considered dirty. "Tell me Ash, have you ever read the Bible? Heard it's a key to heaven itself." He said and she hissed. "You can't possibly tell me you've read the Bible Mikhail, who in the world would let a monster like you into the church talk about giving you a Bible?" She glared at him and he smiled, liking the challenge she held up.

Jеѕuѕ, how dіd thіѕ gо so wrong? [Next POV: 'Blake' in Chapter 63] ******** Author Note: I feel really bad for Blake. It hurts me too. 😢 Please leave a review if you did not yet. I don't second time either.

XD Btw, the entire story about Lilith being the first woman doesn’t originally appear in the Bible. It came about later. But since Blackie’s Holy Scripture is a giant rip off the Bible and several other religious texts, it wouldn’t do if it was accurate to the real thing. :D

In my defense, I'm doing a service to humanity. I lift my gaze toward my father. "Okay, according to this site, 'Bible Today'—what kind of name is that, anyway?—it says the poor possessed person should be tied up. Apparently, the evil spirit controlling their body—these are the exact words—tends to get violent at the sight of holy water, a cross, or a Bible." I look back at my dad, and we both turn simultaneously toward little Amanda, who’s smiling at us, completely clueless.

I giggled walking towards the kitchen, and Thomas strode behind me, “What are you doing?” He asked as I sat by the counter, picking up the Bible, “I am reading the Bible, want to join?” “No, thank you,” he scoffed pacing back and forth, observing the kitchen area, “Why? You don't read?” “No, authors are prevaricators,” he grumbled. “And why do you say that?” “Well, for one, you can't trust someone who writes assumptions for a living, they will lie to survive,” he mumbled, touching the knives edged tips.