Christian Fiction Novels & Stories

Besides, she was almost done with the atonement child when I walked in earlier. Her current book was titled, a vessel of honor. Written by a renowned christian writer, Rebecca Brown. A devoted christian who was willing to go through hell for the kingdom's sake. Her story had never ceased to amaze me, as not everyone who calls himself a christian is willing to go through that much for the kingdom. Most prefer pleasure to actually doing the things of the kingdom and it's really saddening.

My eyes are wide as I pop the caps off of beers and set them in front of Frankie and Nico, listening to them tell me about how Christian’s father found the woman who ran away when she was pregnant and brought the preteen Christian back with him, refusing to let his son grow up outside the fold. They tell me, too, about how good Christian is at this work, even though he wasn’t raised to it for the first thirteen years of his life like his brothers were. But Christian – he’s accomplished. Apparently, he has a knack for seeing through his enemies’ lies, for staying a step ahead of their plans. His talents, Nico informs me, reflects his father’s prowess in a way that his brothers did not inherit

a long time, Christian put her to sleep in the room and left. he was also angry with himself and even if he did not let her go that day, then she would not have an accident with her and if she did not insist on going alone, she would not get into such trouble. Fighting the war of mind and heart, Christian went to the study room and sat down to read the book. Just wanted to calm himself down in some way. He could not understand. What to do? On the other hand, Roose was getting the nightmare of ​​the same accident gradually due to drug addiction. Slowly, Christian got an eye because of reading the book. The study room was completely immersed in darkness. Only a small light illuminated t

"Well wolf man, as much as I love that rock hard co*k of yours, it does get too much for me. Remember, it's a vagina, not a petrol station." Christian let out a laugh, "you have the weirdest way of describing things." "That's all I could think of. You have my mind in a jumble right now, so anything that comes out of my mouth will be nothing but nonsense." "I have your mind in a dream world then?" "Something like that." "Can we go another round?" "Christian, no. There is just so much I can take. Why do you even have this much stamina?" "Well, you are my mate and that's all I want to do right now, mate, until you become impregnated. Even then, I would just turn you on your side and continue fu

Christian furrowed his brows at my comeback. "Did you just compare me with that murderer ?" Christian yelled probably getting the attention of passerbys. "You're not a murderer ?" I questioned then realized Christian hasn't actually murdered a soul according to my knowledge. He's tortured people and probably made people opt for suicide but he hasn't once killed them, he finds that boring or too much work.

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045

Elizabeth’s POV I had finally reached out to Christian through one of his ever-faithful workers, the same ones he kept sending to deliver gifts I hadn’t asked for. A few days ago, he sent me fifty pre-release books. Romance novels, of course. Top-notch titles that weren’t supposed to hit shelves for months, yet somehow Christian had gotten them early. I’d binged through almost every single one. They gave me a peace I hadn’t felt in weeks, curling up in their stories, forgetting my own. But what unsettled me more was how he knew exactly the kind of books I loved. That man noticed everything, even the details I thought no one else did.