Biblical Screensaver Novels & Stories

I nodded in response, sitting up to properly observe what he had displayed on the screen. "Good evening ma'am," He said with a slight bow. I bit back a laugh as he started his presentation, so serious like this was million-dollar deal he was pitching for. "The first reason I'd like to show you as to why we should have more babies is," He swiped the screen of his phone and I watched as the picture on the TV switched to a different one. "The bible says we should go into the world and multiply, this we can see in the book of Genesis."

She turned and saw a writing on the wall. "What the hell?” She asked. The others who were on the floor with her saw her stop and they all looked to where she was looking. "That wasn't there five minutes ago,” one of the techs said. "What does it say?” Another asked. She was looking at the symbols when it clicked. She knew what it said. "It says 'I am the creator, the bringer of light and darkness. The creator of evil. I am the Lord.' It is a form of Isaiah 45:7,” she said as she looked again.

She said dramatically, waiting for the word to hit me. "Wait, you mean, the Eden in the Bible? Serpent, forbidden fruit, flaming swords, etc?" I asked, my eyes huge like saucers. I was a geek, when it comes to ancient history. Brianna gave a tinkling laugh, and replied with as much sass as possible, drawling her words as much as possible. I found it sexy, honestly speaking.

“Then let me decide with you when it counts.” Before I could answer, every active screen in the room froze. Not flickered. Froze. Seraphine’s head snapped up. “That’s not us.” I felt it before I saw it. That same subtle pressure, like attention settling on my shoulders. The screens cleared. A symbol appeared. Simple. Abstract. No language. No emblem. Just a shape that didn’t want to be memorized. Then text followed. Clean. Calm. Unapologetic. We are prepared to speak.

"I believe you should see this before we vote." He simply angled a data slate toward Lucius. The massive screen in the hall mirrored its display. On screen, the sacred, moon-drenched waters of the Moon Spring came into view. And in the center of the spring, two naked bodies were tangled together.

Above, the library’s invisible ceiling dipped low, pressing the ink‑fog into a dome. In the center hovered a mass of something that wasn’t exactly code and wasn’t exactly paper. Screens. Hundreds of them. Shards of glass and light, all different sizes, some still bezeled, others raw, floating in a tight cluster. They showed flickering scenes from the worlds we’d crossed—castle corridors, neon alleys, the Ferris wheel, the bus—the images stuttered and overlapped like a thousand live feeds crammed into one broken mosaic.

Ezra died and came back to life, died and came back to life, again, and again, and again. "This is the seventh loop I've been through, and I've come to a conclusion." *** The Great God sat on his majestic throne. In the vast room that felt empty and dark, he was alone, in silence. His cold eyes stared at the seven thin screens in front of him that displayed seven versions of the timeline he created. He stared coldly at them and furrowed his brows at the seventh screen. While the other six screens showed how chaos ensues, where the sky turns red, and the plains to the seas burn with fire, on the seventh screen, everything still looked so… peaceful.

Richard said as he looked at me and back at the fire, sucking on his pipe. “Are you ready?” Ben sat on the sofa beside me, and the cushions threatened to swallow us both into its comfort. Was I ready? Ready for what? He reached to pick up the King James Bible. Beneath it was various other books, none that I recognized except a translation of the Dead Sea Scrolls.

The screen displayed a single anonymous message that blinked at me: “You’ve stirred the hornet’s nest. Be ready.”