Divine Brilliance Novels & Stories

Brighid glanced over at Drake. “Okay,” she said, “Now you can say it.” Drake looked down at me with a warm smile. “Welcome to the Divine Order, angel.”

Darryl was shocked to hear that. He turned to Debra and asked, "Is it true that there are divine weapons in this world?" Weapons were divided into seven levels—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. If there was a divine weapon, then which rank would it be? "It's not just a divine weapon, but a peerless divine weapon," Debra said slowly. "Even divine weapons like the Plantain Fan and the Magic Cudgel would not cause such a big movement."

The draft from the open vault door reaches the flame, and the flame bends once, twice, and then it is gone, and the chapel is dark, and the ledger sits in its hidden cavity beneath the granite altar stone, and the pages are still open to the authorization code that will burn the Armenise syndicate to the ground. Domenico sets the notebook on the writing desk by the window. He does not let go of my jaw. His other hand finds my hip, and the touch is deliberate and slow, the same deliberate slowness he brought to our second night, the slowness of a man who has decided that urgency is for people who do not know what they want. He knows what he wants. I know what I want. The knowing is terrifying

"hey make a guess what I am going to tell you?" She dragged the laptop away with one hand and with the other she took a pillow and leaned to it on the bed crown, stretching her legs and side by side Grace's guess's were making her laugh. "No! not at all" I am not getting married either. No babe, seriously? is this all that you can think about? ok listen to me carefully, do you remember the Fullbright scholarship we had applied for? can you believe it Grace? I have been selected for the Fullbright scholarship. On the other side, Grace screamed at the top of her voice with excitement.

"I'm not a bear, Adam! Just give me a few minutes." Amusement colored Adam's reply, his laughter dancing through his words. "Alright, but it's nice to make sure you're still alive, you know!" With renewed energy, Divine untangled herself from the bedsheets and embarked on her morning routine. A cascade of warm water embraced her as she stood beneath the shower, and her thoughts drifted between the past month's journey from despair to sanctuary. She emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, her reflection in the dimly lit tiles offering a glimpse of her changing body—four months along, a secret she held close.