Eat, Pray, Love Novels & Stories

Vaeh's POV “I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down I hope you get down on your knees 'Cause that's what I do, that's what I do When I pray for you Oh, when I pray for you I know you're gonna grow up some day But don't forget to take your time And take the time to call back home It ain't always gonna be easy It ain't always gonna be fair I know you ain't always gonna need me But I promise that I'll always be there I pray you love like your momma And you forgive just like she does 'Cause when this life knocks you down

❞ ‹ ——— ✧ 𖥸 ✧ ——— › ╔═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╗ ꒰ 𝔐𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝕋𝕆 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔾𝕆ℕ ℙℝ𝕀ℕℂ𝔼 ₊˚⋆ ( TRIGGER WARNINGS ) ╚═════════ • ≻ ♜ ≺ • ═════════╝ ☽ —— 「 Our love is untouchable 」

But he had a point. “So, are you afraid of getting caught?” I asked Ken. “Yes, very much indeed.” Ken said, sounding very serious. As I was about to continue talking, Miriam came to the table room carrying food. She had cooked some chapati, meat stew and cow peas. “Oh! I am really hungry, thank you for cooking on time.” I told Miriam as she settled with the food and served each one of us. Ken was about to begin eating when Miriam suddenly told him, “Ken, lead us with a word of prayer, for the food that God has given us.”

I’ve never felt so seen, so loved, so deeply understood. This vacation house might just be walls and windows, but for now, it’s our sanctuary. A place where love was made, promises were whispered, and dreams began to form. And as I close my eyes, still curled up in his arms, I silently pray: Let this be the beginning of forever.

"Goodbye, for now." Byron whispered, "Dana, I'll wait for you. I'll wait for you to find yourself, for you to love me. This time, I promise I won't let go. I'm confident I can win you over. I'm already your fiancé, after all." After saying my goodbyes to Byron, I boarded the plane. The mountains and rivers stretched out before me, and I knew, this time, I had truly risen from the river.

"Don't you think that's absurd? How do you even expect I go about that without eventually getting my ass arrested?" "Listen, it's so simple. You just have to make him fall in love with you and make it hard for him to leave you. After that stage is gone, you just make sure to get pregnant for him and boom, it's all settle. We'll be in riches," "You think that it easy? Why don't you go ahead with your "simple little plan with Mr Ceo" yourself and we shall see the highest bid of your result,"

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

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Benedict looked up to see a tray of stew and water right by his side, then looked at his assistant, Caleb Peterson. "Please eat first. You haven't eaten anything after returning from the palace," Caleb said, lowering his head before retreating backward. "I have no appetite. Please return this from the table." Benedict stared in disgust at the meat soup. For some reason, he felt no appetite, let alone to eat. That regret was taking over him, from Oscar to Hera and Rania. "But, sir. This is an order—" "—Have you forgotten who your master is?!! Move it or throw it away!!" Benedict started to get emotional, and the man glared at Caleb, who already understood his master's anger due to the problem

‘ Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Closer to the window with every step. . . . every word of the prayer. . . . Give us this day, our daily bread. . . . ‘She grows too strong. . . . ’ And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. . . . ‘She comes too close to the truth. . . . ’ And lead us not into temptation. . . . .