Blessings Letter Closing Novels & Stories

blissful, loving, and precious. THE END…

I suppose I love my scars because they have stayed with me longer than most people have. Chayim Neo: Did you get home safely? I am sorry if I said something offending to you. It is not my intention. I deeply ask for apology for that. I’ll pray for your safety. Chayim Neo: Good night, Rue Mallory. 1 Thessalonians 5:23, May God himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through. May your whole spirit, soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. I guess, I can’t be able to stop myself from sending bible verses to you. Because I could feel that you need it. Sleep tight.

See you there, and thank you always for supporting me. Sincerely, LiLhyz

“Let’s say the blessing, Em.” Emma and Celina bowed their heads and folded their hands, and Gabe followed suit. “God is great. God is good. Let us thank Him for our food. By His hand, we are fed. Thank you, Lord, for our daily bread. Amen.” Emma stretched out the last word before looking up and unclasping her hands. “The end.” Celina tried to stifle a grin. “You don’t have to say ‘the end,’ sweetie.” “But it’s the end, so I say it,” Emma replied.

I felt like all the blessings are much more than what I deserve. THE END. Thank you so much, my dear readers, for supporting my story. I hope you have a great time reading it! lovesassydreamer xoxo

I decided to turn around and used the left stairs to leave the building, usually they use the right stairs since it’s nearer to their next subject which is the room of the professor who's helping me on that time. While walking down to the building I reminisce what I have written in the letter— in a vintage style and was seal on it. “Dear Brixton, Just in a week it will be your last year in this university and be called as well-known engineer of our country. One more year and your hard work will be paid off. All this years I witnessed a man with dedication to its chosen profession which I won’t be surprised if you’ll be successful in the future. I know you have been through in a lot challenge

Marcus took a deep breath and began. Ryder listened with a frown, and when he was finished he said, “Instead of ‘disappointed’ put ‘surprised.’ I don’t want to come off too emotional. Then add this on the end. ‘I trust you will see the wisdom in this proposal.’ And sign it… ‘Sincerely, Alpha Ryder.’” Marcus made the changes before he looked at the alpha again and read over the message. Finally satisfied with its content Ryder nodded to Marcus who sealed his letter into a pad imprinting his signature at the bottom of it.

She even asked him to give her a month’s time, requesting that he not look for her. Diana ended the letter with, [[Finally, here’s wishing you a happy birthday. Someone left footsteps on the wall decorations we didn’t manage to finish putting on the walls, and I bought a new set. I hope you can put them up on the wall and usher in the blessings of the new year with open arms.] Blessings of the new year? She wasn’t even around. What blessings could he possibly have? Would putting up those wall decorations really bring him blessings? Just like eating pastries with coins wrapped in them would make one the luckiest person on earth?

he said, his voice full of warmth. “Ain't you the sweetest!” I exclaimed, throwing my arms around my father. “Thank you, Daddy!” Alpha Derek laughed, returning my embrace. “Well, you deserve it, my girl. You’ve grown into such a beautiful, intelligent young woman.” He drew back, looking into my eyes with an earnest expression. “I just want you to know, Bella, that I love you so much and I'll forever do.” “Oh shut it before you ruin the gift surprise like you always do.” I laughed, gently rubbing my eyes. “I love you more Dad,” I replied feeling very emotional.

I promise we worked this out as a potential. I swallow my desire to whine and opt for squeezing my father’s hands instead. My mom’s scent has left but Amelia’s has become stronger just before feeling her touch on my temples. I can hear her murmuring as she rubs clockwise. I shift my feet, struggling to stay standing as they attempt to help me through the pain. It’s only as it quiets that Amelia speaks aloud again. “Blessings to your childhood past. Blessings for your journey into manhood. Blessings for your future leadership. Blessings for a loving partner. Blessings for a safe life. Blessings for your family. Blessings for your pack.”