Devotions By Sarah Young Novels & Stories

A place where both people can return intact, even when the outside world fractures them. We talk about how devotion doesn’t trap—it anchors. It doesn’t shrink lives—it steadies them. And we name something quietly revolutionary: Love doesn’t need to be dramatic to be meaningful. Drama burns bright and fast. Devotion burns steady and warm. This chapter isn’t loud. It’s deep. We also acknowledge that sacredness doesn’t make love immune to pain. It doesn’t promise ease. But it changes how pain is held. Pain is no longer weaponized. Discomfort is no longer ignored.

Her voice faltered as she blinked. "My fault!" He whispered, wiping her tears. "it okay, stop crying" he dropped, his voice soft and calm as she gasped in disbelief... ★ QUARTERS* Tatiana raced into her room locking the door behind her, she was still trying to process what earlier happened but she can't believe it. He stylishly apologized to her! What the F*ck. Does a devil apologize? She can't believe this! Tatiana inhaled and exhaled slowly.

I ask not knowing what they expect to do while Matteo's tutor is here. "Oh, whatever you like, sweetie; Matteo will only be gone a few hours." She stated this before hastily retreating around the corner, Matteo's little hand waving farewell to me. Well ok then... **** I'm currently sitting down in the sitting room reading one of my favourite books Pride and prejudice. I mean it's so beautifully written. A blanket was draped over my lap, and the fire in front of me kept me warm and comfortable as I read. The scent of burning wood from the fireplace soothed me into the leather chair. I smile when I read my favorite quote from the book. "You have bewitched me body and soul. And I -"

Tuesday 4th BIBLE STUDY 16:30 I felt chills all over, definitely not the good kind, i smiled at cherry and gave her a hug, i was searching for myself but cherry was really precious to me, i wouldn't mess it up a second time. I stood in front of the familiar structure waiting to be burned to crisp, for the skies to turn red, my bones turned to ash and my soul handed to the devil but none of that happened. I walked in, took a seat on the last pew like usual, held my rosary in one hand as i keyed into the sermon. "-this is the time when the devil will like to lure you into his trap, where the devil will use any means possible to push you away from salvation, away from Gods grace, away from the

Finally, he began, over sobs and wails of those come to give their last goodbyes. “Dear friends and family, we are gathered here this August day to say goodbye to a brave and courageous young man.” People did not hesitate to verbalize their agreement, throughout the reverend’s speech, saying such things as “Yes, yes” and “Amen.” The reverend continued. “In a time like this, it is so easy to ask the Lord, ‘Why, why this young man? Why now, struck down so young, so much in the prime of his life, so useful to so many.’ And, yet, we cannot ask God why. No, that is not our place. We must trust in the Lord’s judgment ....” The sermon continued for about fifteen minutes. The reverend quoted scriptu

Henry's POV --- "Everyone Quiet!" Miss Dorothy shouted at the students and the room instantly became quiet. "This is your new classmate, I know how you all think, don't try to do any funny business on my watch." She said strictly, and moved to the side to give me space to introduce myself. 'What should I tell them?' "Hello, I--I'm Henry Cooper, 18 years old. And I love reading books." I weakly said, still embarrassed about the situation earlier.

she chuckled as if trying to rub their betrayal in my face. I never saw myself as pretty. I was a shut-in and never learned how to fix myself or dress well, I was fairly content in my world. My family may have never treated me well, but I craved peace. Until they decided I was to be married off to Charlie Wilson, a man high on the business ladder. His family’s wealth could elevate ours, that was all my family cared about anyway. They were willing to sacrifice their daughter for that if they ever treated me as one.

She looks in his way and cleans her eyes and the words crop out of her mind asif she has rehearsed them several times, Lets get divorced officially,I am tired of all this.Sarah arrives in their midst again and she walks up to him and hands him the sheet and says to him,I have already signed it,sign your own part .He was so shocked knowing that i was pregnant ,but how do i end up with someone in another affairs with a strange woman.It is quite strange and sad. When my friend passed, I found myself thinking more about my own suicidal thoughts. The idea that everyone would move on without much disturbance was unsettling. The train would still move, market women would continue selling their wa

“‘You sound distracted, Thea… Is everything okay? If you need something, just ask Giorgio, the butler... Or Franca, the cook. They’ll take care of you until I get back home.’” “I’m fine. I was just thinking of something I had finished reading.” “‘About what?’” “About choices… About life…” He gave a soft chuckle of laughter. “‘Light reading, I see…’” It was her turn to chuckle. “Yeah… It’s one of those silly motivational books… A pocket version that I keep in my bag. As you can see, I’m not the glossy magazine type of reader.” “‘No, you’re not… Would you like to share?’” Damiano asked tenderly.

shit" I said out loud, tried to ring Katie back but no answer. I got into my car and went to her house but no lights was on, I tried to phone her again, I could hear her phone in the house, I knocked on her door, "Katie I'm sorry I'm late, I'm here now, I know you are there" "please just go away, I don't want to see you right now" I heard Katie say through the door, "please talk to me" "Ryan just leave, I know you was on a date with someone else" how did she know," "please Katie talk to me " she opened the door, "Ryan please don't make this even harder for me, just go, I'll talk another day".... I respected her wishes and walked away.