Bring On The Blessings Novels & Stories

He kissed my cheek and pushed my chair in. Everyone sat in their initial seats. Food was served family style, but no one picked up a platter or bowl. “Does someone usually bless the meal?” “Sam does,” the unknown woman said. Sam cleared his throat. “Luna, thank you for giving us your blessings, good favor, a healthy and happy pack, and most of all our beautiful new daughter and Luna. Blessed be.” We all chorused Sam’s blessing. “Dig in,” I said, reaching for a bowl.

"That's why we aren't just here for your amazing food—we've come to get your blessing." Pa Yiwa let out a soft, melodic chuckle, her eyes twinkling. She reached out, patting both of our arms with a tenderness that made the tension in my shoulders finally begin to melt. "My blessing is always with you. May you both do your best and stay safe on that track." Sean leaned in, a playful smirk returning to his lips. "Why not bless us to win, Pa Yiwa? I'm planning on keeping the crown, and Pakin here is planning on shocking everyone."

I whispered to Lula, giving her hand a gentle reassuring squeeze. “Welcome, dear guests,” Wyatt's father announced, his voice smooth and commanding. “Today, we celebrate the union of two souls, bound together by fate.”

A sharp pain shot through my bones, making me wince and clutch the bed sheets. As the pain grew more intense, I became aware of Elsie’s presence once more, this time her voice soothing like a cool breeze. “It’s alright, Bella. This is the transformation,” she whispered. “It will pass soon, and then you’ll understand. You’ll be stronger, faster, and more powerful than you could have ever imagined. And you’ll be connected to me, forever.”

"You’ve already kidnapped me. I can’t escape anyway. But let me make one thing clear. Since you’re all so determined to make her eat my fortune cookie, don’t regret it." Mara and the others exchanged glances, then lit up with excitement. "We won’t regret it!" I nodded and told them to untie me. "Follow the process. First, write your name and birth details on a piece of paper. Then burn it to ashes and wrap it inside." One of the supporters, worried I might try something, quickly asked, "Mara, what do you want on the paper?" She thought for a moment. "Something for delicate features and big eyes. Write that into the fortune. She has to be beautiful. And add a perfect test score. Write it in s

Don shifted Nikolaos to his hip and brushed his thumb against his son’s soft curls. I lit the shamash and moved with confidence. I’d done this. I’d practiced. I’d read transliterations, watched videos, and triple-checked my pronunciation. I would not botch it. Not this time. Yet as I cradled the flame and opened my mouth, the importance of it filled me. Not nerves. Not insecurity. Reverence. Don stood quietly by my side as I began the blessing. “Baruch atah Adonai, Eloheinu Melech ha’olam…”

she prophesied and we chorused "Amen" "You shall only go from glory to glory and no evil eyes will see you." "Amen" "Your home is blessed. Your family is blessed. Your children are blessed." "Amen" "Like the promise of God in Numbers. The Lord bless your new home, keep you, make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord turn his face toward you and give you everlasting peace." "Amen" we chorused and before I opened my eyes, I noticed that the chorus was now more voluminous.

“So mote it be.” “With the giving of your oaths to one another, we welcome you into your new journey in life. May the gods be with you and bless you. May you see your children's children's children. May you be poor in misfortunes and rich in blessings. May you know nothing but happiness from this day forward."

Just when it was about to spill, the priest poured it over Destiny's head. "May the boons of luna fall upon this child and her mate. May the bonding be fertile and filled with contentment. Bring her onto her fate and allow her to do luna's work. Let this blessing be written onto her skin, let the magic flow and take shape on her flesh. Bless this child, bless her, bless this sacred child, and fill her with the magic." The voices, sang over and over while Destiny wept with joy.

"May the Moon shine upon Rowland and Freya, blessing them with strength, wisdom, and unwavering love. May their union be a beacon of light in the darkness, guiding our pack towards unity and prosperity. May their leadership be just and compassionate, fostering a community built on trust and respect. And may their love continue to grow, nurturing the bonds that connect us all." The blessings filled our hearts, their power intertwining with our own desires to create a future filled with harmony and prosperity. We closed our eyes, feeling the weight and significance of the moment, as the blessings washed over us, infusing us with a deep sense of purpose and connection. As the elders completed t