Bibleproject Esther Novels & Stories

But indeed, it had been a long time since he had seen Esther again, she was the girl who was once in his arms, softly cooing, smiling easily. He used to love her, really did. But his love just wasn't big enough. He missed her beauty, missed the time they'd spent together. One thing he didn't dare to admit was that out of all the women he'd ever known, Esther was the one he missed the most. Because she was always gentle and enchanting, her childhood beauty was like a pure white jasmine flower. And now, she is much more mature, attractive figure like a beautiful rose, it's just that this rose is now full of thorns that he can't touch.

Esther slowly regained consciousness, feeling some very bright and warm white light around her. It was an extremely strange feeling, besides, it felt as if she was lying on an extremely soft mattress, pillow and and was covered with an equally soft duvet. - Esther, wake up.- she heard a woman's voice nearby, and then opened her eyes fully, realizing she was lying on a bed of some sort. Esther got up, sitting down, and looked to the side, noticing that on the chair near the bed there was sitting a tall, slim woman with blonde hair, pale complexion and dark blue eyes without pupils, then she also saw two huge scarlet wings. She was similar to the figure on the Laurens Vermeulen's drawing, but

Chapter 011 Esther's POV “Good morning, ma'am, a man is here to see you, he looks like a CEO from another company, ” she said. What! a man? I wasn't expecting a visitor. Well, I'm the CEO now. I'll expect new people in my life regardless of my position. “Well, let him in, please. Oh, you haven't told me your name,” I asked as I leaned back comfortably. “I'm Jennifer, ma'am, your secretary,” she replied. I nodded as she made her way out.

My breath caught in my throat. “Esther made a sacrifice back then. She saved Thea, even knowing that it would cost her the favoritism of her parents. But, if she hadn’t been that kind, that selfless, then only God knows what would have happened to me. She saved me, and now…” He looks at me again, with the full intensity of his gaze. The rest of the room seems to vanish. No cameras, no reporters, no one in the entire world but him and me and this thing between us.

Esther suddenly receieves a message from emergency and that she needs to go, Nan and I left here waiting, "So Esther is now loving a man" "He is her first love and admired most when they were still classmates" "Oh okay, it must be very happy knowing that the person you have admire for a long time is now loving you" "Yeah maybe.." "Are you okay?" "I am not Grandma....hmmmm sob*sob*" And then the tears I am holding for so long suddenly falls down my face, I cant stop it any longer, I really wanted to cry when I saw Esther kissing Caleb...

How did Jason not even twitch? As we passed the ‘Lancaster: 5 miles’ sign, Jason commented, “So Esther wants to see you sooner rather than later. She was worried about you. Y’know. For Esther.” I grunted at that. Esther began her human life somewhere in Eastern Europe and sometime in the sixteenth century — and it showed. She was a strong proponent of the sink or swim school of management. “She’ll have to wait until Laurie sees a doctor and gets settled in at home.”

Esther gave a bitter laughter and said her words firmly and tone, “I am going to fight in this war. I am going to do this for the sake of my friendship with Anastasia,” After saying this Esther immediately walked out on Damien and the few concubines who continued staring at her in surprise.

I was waiting for my prey. I’d baited the hook well enough. Sure enough, footsteps rang against the flagstones. Each step was quick, clipped, and angry. Esther stepped into the courtyard, white healer’s coat stiff in the breeze, a strand of auburn hair clinging to her damp cheek. Her hazel eyes were rimmed in red; the smear campaign had taken its toll. But there was still iron in her spine. “You started this,” she said flatly. “The articles. The tags. The lies.”

Esther guessed it! ***

Though day and night might be a curse, And summer and winter might become a cross, You should know that inside your heart, There is someone out there that will play a part, In your joy, smile, and happiness, So do not make haste to be afraid, Come into our hands and become sane, You will see that at the end of the day you will be okay. Though the song had some unorganized parts in it. It held a lot of essence. Large running footsteps scared the birds away and made her stop singing. “Esther, what are you doing here?” Angela asked, getting on her feet. Esther was a little girl the Queen adopted. She was also to be treated like a princess. Esther was the cutest seven-year-old girl in the world.