Blessed Soul Novels & Stories

She was sort of my soul mate. Yes that is her!!! We understand each other blindly and we have an incredibly strong bond with each other. She always gets my full attention when we are in the same room together and I always try to accommodate her needs. If she's happy, so am I, and if she's not, I'll try my best to change it, like tonight. The chemistry between Josie and I is also right, we even have the same sense of humor and I can laugh with her at the dumbest jokes like no other person. Josie manages to see my world with different eyes and she shows me a new way, her way. I am not perfect. Absolutely not. I've had so many women and no one has been able to see inside me. I hurt many, no mos

“May fate be kind to you, may your loved ones aid you in the storms of life, may joy be yours and may there be little strife, may peace and happiness be yours all your days, may you find friends and the love of a fated mate on your way.” I could feel the blessing reverberate through me and know that this is no young witch; this woman is powerful. She then picks up a goblet and draws a crescent on each of their foreheads. “Blessings of the Spirits be upon you. Blessings of All Beings be upon you.” Concluding the blessing, she gives each of us a candle to blow out before placing a crescent on our foreheads as well. “That was something else,” I murmur, and Caterina agrees.

she murmurs, her words echoing in the depths of my soul. In that moment, time seems to stand still as the Moon Goddess extends her hand towards me. I can feel the warmth emanating from her touch as she bestows upon me a blessing unlike any other. It's a surge of divine energy, coursing through my veins like molten flame, yet it doesn't sear or burn like wolfsbane. Instead, it's a transformation, a metamorphosis of my very essence.

Ashley Today wasn't going as I planned. I had woken up with a nightmare that had left me screaming. The nightmares had reduced and were less terrifying since I had gotten here and I didn't know why it came this way this morning which wasn't a good omen especially now that I was about to commence with my plan. Wasn't that just nice? Maybe it came to cheer me on I couldn't say but I would take it like that because I won't let anything dampen my mood today.

His face contorted into one of discomfort. "Small world." David murmured. Small world, too small for Asher's liking. He had found the girl he missed for so long, but it seemed like she was still miles away from him and forever out of his reach. At that moment all he could think was, fate was truly a cruel and heartless bitch.

Sit modus deam benedicat animabus illorum sub lucem hyacintho luna est scriptor Ut benedicat deam luna est luna, lux hyacintho luna sub meam” (From the deep of the spirit, who has never fallen asleep, do good to me. The spirits of the air were foul and black. It is not a pleasant thing to be kind to me. Passion and thought with the spirit of the anger against the destruction provided that it is them to me. The Spirit of the cold and the frost by the phantoms of crime and vice do good to me. May The moon goddess bless the luna' soul under the light of the blue moons)

I don’t understand your decision sometimes but even in the end, you still consider me. “What about you? I can share with you that he has given me” “No. This profession that I attained, it was all because of him and this is the best gift I ever received and I’ll continue to offer my service even if he’s gone” “You’re kind and amazing” “He’s a blessing to everyone” “I know” You did great Dale. You’ve become a blessing to other people and I am one of them. I’m so proud of you. [PHONE RINGS]

For they are the fulfillment of a promise, and fate itself shall yield: They, the spark that commands the storm. They, the storm that guards the flame. Bound by love, fortified by destiny. Three souls, one bond, one legacy. Now shall their blood unwrite what blood once wrote.] As she spoke, my stomach illuminated with a soft, golden light. A subtle heart-shaped symbol lingered over my skin, glowing gently before fading away. "Wow." Eira whispered. “Nothing and no one will be able to undo this blessing,” she said, her smile genuine and warm. “Be strong, Eleanor. Stay healthy for them. You will be okay.”

I crept my way down the hallway and splinters of the past faced me as shards of glass. I recalled one afternoon when Jasmine dreamed of being superior. I could hear her voice, a gentle authoritative voice, say, "I shall be above all, no matter what it takes." Her desire haunted me in my mind. But instances of betrayal followed. I recalled a heated argument between Jasmine and someone whose voice was laced with pretentious love. "I trusted you, Jasmine," the voice had said, "and you broke my heart." I chilled as the vision dissolved.

I had never felt so beautiful in my life. Everyone took their seats and my mother walked me to Dante and gave him my hand. “Be good to her,” she muttered, finally allowing him to take me up onto the platform. The ritual master appeared. It was time. Dante squeezed my hand tight in anticipation. “We are all here today to witness the Goddess bestow her blessing on these two souls. Her light, subtle, warm and beautiful are a manifestation of her softness, kindness and beauty. Dhe blesses her people with strength and the capacity to love, the capacity for souls to be bound together firmly and eternally.”