Divine Hours Book Novels & Stories

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

When most of the sword radiance was swallowed up, Caspian waved his five fingers and the Divine Book immediately flew over and fell directly into the center of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate. With a loud bang, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate was suddenly opened like a furnace. In an instant, the light of the Divine Book gushed out. The light flowed down like a clear spring and fell directly on the top of Caspian. Caspian closed his eyes and swept his divine thoughts around instantly. All kinds of comprehension immediately surged out from the bottom of his heart. When Caspian fully comprehended and opened his eyes again, the huge Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate hanging above his h

By each other's side, as they should have been from the start. There she sat, cross-legged in the oversized reading chair next to the window, her eyes locked on the thick leather-bound book resting on her lap. The book was an Old historical Testament, the spine was worn, and it wasn’t a book he was familiar with, but after glimpsing the title, he wanted to. The Chronicles of the Goddesses’ Blessed Wolves: Origins and Legends Miles swallowed, his breath caught slightly in his throat. She didn’t see him at first. Her brows knotted in deep focus at the words she was absorbing.

He was too scared to say a word even when his own wife was being offered up to serve the divine tree. … The next day, a few muscular men brought a sedan chair to the village before dawn broke on the horizon. According to the rules, the woman had to be blindfolded when she was delivered to the divine tree to prevent the location of the tree from being exposed. "Drink this, Hailey," David said as he offered me a bowl of black liquid. I took the bowl from him. The strong, herbal scent stung my nose. "What is this?" "It's to calm your nerves, so you won't feel as much pain later," David explained with bright eyes.

"Yes. I want it." He swallows down his throat, taking a deep breath without breaking my stare. "Here." His voice is gruff and he presses the book against my lower back which propels our bodies further against each other. "Anything else you want?" He utters his words slowly, each phrase rolling off his tongue—what's that word... Divine. Absolutely divine. ******

As she neared the end of her journey, a strange sensation gripped her heart, making it hard to breathe. The priest, Father Henry, stood at the altar, resplendent in his white robe. He had a serene smile on his face as he held the Bible open, ready to officiate the ceremony. He was no longer a kid, his beard was slowly growing, but his warm ebony eyes were the same. They were the eyes that Khana had once gazed into and had seen her soul. The same eyes that had loved her like no other.

"Before the surgery, Ellie gave me the passbook. She said she hadn't saved enough for the rent and hoped you'd give her a discount. She wanted to rent you for one hour. Just one hour to wait outside until her surgery was over." Tears finally spilled down my face. "And what did you do? While Ellie was waiting for you, you 'rented out' her doctor. You don't deserve to be her father." Pierce collapsed to the floor, silent for a long time. I grabbed my bag and walked out without looking back. The only reason I came today was to pick up the divorce decree mailed here. *** An hour later, the recording of Daphne's call blew up all over the headlines.

Cold sweats of dread already covering my whole body. A hopeless whimper escaped my mouth when he clicked the door shut. His cold blue eyes which seemed darker in the dim lights gazed at him for long moments. I prayed in my heart that he was having a change of mind. I should disgust him enough for him to realize that he didn't want this. My prayers were not answered, the predatory gleam that made him look like a wolf hunting for its meal made me tremble. Maybe if I could make it through the door___escape this room, then__

Alexander taps me on my shoulder before he told me that he will sleep early for tomorrow's schedule. " Maybe I will read a little passage on the Bible first that my daughter Eloisa gave me yesterday," I told him. " Just take a rest after, okay." He said. Gifford was sitting on his bed while listening to their conversation. He was kinda pissed to think that Paul will read a Bible first before going to sleep. "Why many old men love sleeping late?", he uttered with his crumpled face. *** After five hours Gifford POV

Blood and guts spray across the room as his body follows suit. Leaving her: Kim Mylean Ashyver - King of the Angles Glowing golden wings and halo Wind blowing around her Golden power sparking at her fingertips “You did good Kimmy.” I pop up next to her. She breathes and it begins to fade. He wings and halo she must still learn to use. To summon as she wishes. “Now it’s time to go.” The battle ringing outside rings through her as she takes off into a run. “You made the right choice,” Hermione, Goddess of Death, whispered next to me, “AllFather.” “I certainly did.”