David: Story Of David Novels & Stories

“I can assure you the child you have lying in your bed isn’t a normal child. I’ve seen him pull demons out of people without moving a finger, and the last time was this morning.” “He even mentioned he dreamed of the Canaanite woman and her daughter”, David said, “a passage from the Bible that no one has told him. Perhaps he’s confusing visions or memories of his previous life with dreams, he couldn’t know exactly, the truth is I recognize he has surprised me, and I only just met him today. That’s why I can tell you he is a special being, perhaps not the same Jesus of Nazareth of more than two thousand years ago, but someone very similar who can do great things if he is guided in the right wa

happy tears flowed down his face, "We thought... It's been so long since we've heard from you." David told him everything that had happened. They chatted, catching up on lost time, and David briefed Raphael on the impending battle. Soon, Queen Bithia joined the conversation, her voice filled with joy and relief at seeing David alive and well. Queen Bithia, much like Raven, was a strong and regal figure, leading her own harem of twenty mates, with Raphael by her side as her King and powerhouse.

“I found out from the witch who healed me in the rebel camp after I tried to escape. I told Alexander pretty much as soon as he rescued me.” David’s shaking his head, processing how intense this all is. Then he pulls me back into a hug. “I’m so happy for you.” I thank him, and we sit back down. I peek at his book, wondering what he’s reading. “I take it back,” he says, drawing my attention to him again. “Take what back?” David takes a deep breath. “The first time we spoke, when you asked if I would help you escape, I told you that I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize my standing with the king. Well, now I would. For you and your baby.”

She didn't know. David's breathing got weaker. "Tell them... tell them we're not all lost. Some of us are still in there, fighting. We just need... someone to help us remember..." His eyes closed. His chest rose once more, then went still. Laura sat there, holding the head of a dead wolf who'd been a man named David. Who'd had a wife named Sarah and two little girls. Who'd done terrible things while trapped in his own body, unable to stop himself.

David needed to move. Each second he spent standing still or not moving towards the Draco’s nest meant more seconds in which Elizabeth to fight the Draco. Each second wasted meant more chances that Elizabeth would die. Looking at the super reptiles surrounding him, David immediately charges at the one in front of him. The advance of the super reptiles suddenly stopped due to surprise. They did not expect their “prey” to advance towards them. David hefts the steel spear, an advanced weapon that elevated humanity from a bunch of cavemen to a warfaring species. It also allowed David to fight without fearing for his weapon breaking.

"But, he told me he was over her. He said he was moving on." "That face doesn't look like someone who's moving on. Tess is my daughter, I want the best for her. I don't think she'll ever get married. But if she's ever going to, I'll be glad if it's you or Luke," She patted his back and walked into the kitchen. "Pancakes," Tess muttered from her sleep. "If you want them so badly,wake up," David said from his spot on the dining table. Barb had prepared food and went to call the team to join them while Tess was still on the floor and Jason was beside her.

He called but the one whom he was calling dared himself not to answer or look at him. "See…? I have no one but my mother. My stupid…father ran away as soon as he heard the news. I had and have to do everything for her, Travis…! She can't…she cannot go!" David burst into a pitiful cry that swallowed some of his words, throwing them back into his mouth. A stream of tears flooded the floor of his cheeks, creating an uncontrollable waterfall.

David shifted even closer. “What's going on… I'm sorry I came late, Sammy… I had extra work to finish”, David said. I wanted to believe him, but what was there to believe when men were all the same. He was lying to me and acting like a saint when he was with many of his girlfriends.

David didn’t move, his profile rigid as stone, but I could see the muscle in his jaw twitching violently as he listened. “But when I actually found out I was pregnant? I couldn’t believe it myself,” I continued, my voice shaking as the memories of that horrific day rushed back. “You pushed me away. You humiliated me in front of everyone. That was the absolute darkest day of my life, David. You left me face-down in the dirt.” Hot, angry tears burned down my cheeks, but I didn’t bother to wipe them away.

"This is David. Properly this time. He's my husband now. And we're... we're having a baby. Your grandchild." David stood a few feet back, giving me space. "Tomorrow I testify against Richard. Against Sophie. I'm going to tell everyone what they did to you. To us." Tears blurred my vision. "I'm scared I'll mess it up. That I won't be strong enough." I felt David's presence behind me. Then his hand on my shoulder. "She will be," he said quietly. "She's the strongest person I know. She survived losing you. Built an empire from the pieces. Found love when she thought it wasn't possible. She's going to stand up there tomorrow and make you proud."