Created To Be His Help Meet Novels & Stories

"Thanks for helping me Lucas." "You are welcome eden, it's not that much of a big deal." "It is. Agreeing to marry someone is a big deal and I am grateful you decided to help me." Lucas ruffled her hair. "You are my friend and friends help each other out, if marrying you and helping you out is going to help you become the Luna and continue your Father's legacy, I will gladly do it." "Thanks Lucas, I don't know what I would have done without you and Maya in my life."

I stopped a a yard away from the sofa where he was sitting like a modern king. "Even if you want it badly, none of your plans will work if you will do it alone. You need help, Eve. Fortunately, I can give you that." "And why would I trust you? We just met. I couldn't even remember how you saved me. I don't even know your name. I know nothing about you." "Oh, yes. I forgot to introduce myself. My apologies for that." His tone didn't sound sorry, though. In fact, he sounded playful and dark.

I stopped a a yard away from the sofa where he was sitting like a modern king. "Even if you want it badly, none of your plans will work if you will do it alone. You need help, Eve. Fortunately, I can give you that." "And why would I trust you? We just met. I couldn't even remember how you saved me. I don't even know your name. I know nothing about you." "Oh, yes. I forgot to introduce myself. My apologies for that." His tone didn't sound sorry, though. In fact, he sounded playful and dark.

I was going to make magic. I opened my notepad and started typing furiously, mapping things out, the floor plan, the artists I could invite, the themes I could explore. And then it hit me. I couldn’t do all of this alone. I needed help. Like, a real assistant. Someone who could help me manage everything while I focused on creating. It had to be someone trustworthy, detail-oriented, and patient enough to handle me when I’m in my moods. My first thought? Emily. It had been one week. One heavy, suffocating week since our fight. I missed her. I missed her laughter, her sarcasm, her voice in my head telling me what not to do before I even did it.

Fear that I might leave him here and join Michael somewhere else. "His name is Michael. He is human. Another long story. But he came here to help me get in. Helped me to get to you without anyone else finding out. He wants to help us in any way he can." "Does he know that you are..." He trailed off again and I could see his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. The force of the words that left him. I could feel his despair as if it were my own. Felt the sparks on our fingers as well. Knew that we were each other's greatest weaknesses but biggest blessings.

Alex and Emily, two souls drifting in the vast sea of life, found themselves drawn toward each other like magnets. Their encounters, initially casual and fleeting, gradually evolved into something deeper and more profound. Alex had noticed Emily's struggle with alcohol, an attempt to drown her sorrows and escape the pain that haunted her. Determined to help her break free from this destructive cycle, he resolved to become her guiding light, a beacon of hope in her darkest hours.

“This is not a game, Miss Woods. I have offered you my help, which may I remind you, you wanted. This is how I intend to help you. If you don’t trust me, this arrangement will not work.” His stare continued, and I felt my resolve weaken a little. What he was saying was true. I had wanted the help, how else was I going to be able to deal with a proper relationship. I didn’t want to die alone. I wanted to get married and have children. I wanted, no, I needed the confidence to be able to go out into the world and do that. I wasn’t going to get anywhere like this. I could barely look at myself in the mirror, let alone let anyone see me in a more intimate setting.

Because I really would love to fly someday, just like a bird. His fingers gently grip my chin. “I’ll take you flying one day soon. I promise, okay.” He declares determinedly. I peer up into his eyes supremely excited. “Really!?” He cups my face and gives me such a sincere look. I feel my heart squeeze and skip several beats! “Yes Yuri. I will give you the World if you so desire it. Nothing will be withheld from you as long as you Stay With Me!” I frown slightly. He really doesn’t want to be alone, huh. “You don’t like being alone do you?” He frowns. “No I don’t. I wasn’t created to be alone. Neither were you. We are created for each other. And I look forward to the day that you realize, I am

I exclaimed fighting the urge to panic as I looked around once again. "They miss you. Very much. Ariana misses you the most." "How do you know my wife?" I approached him. He chuckled, "I created her. Her faith in me has brought so much gladness in my heart," he mused with a proud smile. I laughed so hard and when I stopped, I said, "Ariana if this is some silly prank to get me to believe in God, then you better stop it." This was funny and not at the same time. The man did not say anything.

“How proud I am for the woman you’ve become. The poverty, the hardship, and the cruelty of life didn’t taint your heart.” We cried more, hugging each other, filling up the two decades that we’d lost. After a while, I called my mate to stand beside me. “Mama...” I mumbled. “I want you to meet my mate. His name is Kael. I love him...” She opened her arms and welcomed Kael, hugging him tightly and warming my whole being. Who would have thought this would happen to us?