Eden's Blessing Novels & Stories

I shifted to the side with her and urged her to go ahead with whatever that brought her. “Uhmm, I wasn't supposed to do this, but it's beyond my power so I believe you could help,” she uttered and I said nothing, just waiting for her to conclude with what she had to say. “The other time, you saved Eden from being bullied. That's why I came to you as one of the people who doesn't bully her and would help her too.” Hearing that, I pulled out the glove I was wearing. “Where is Eden? Is she alright?”

However, the news brought him perfect happiness. “God bless you,” he said, raising an arm to touch Nathaniel's shoulder. He patted it. “God bless you, my child,” he also blessed Delilah, patting the crown of her head. “God bless your lovely child, too,” he continued, looking at Delilah. “May he be great among men and bring honor to you.” “Amen,” Delilah mumbled.

Elyseen's adorable behavior inevitably made Edna's heart feel warm and was also filled with thousands of gratitude because God finally answered her prayer to save Elyseen. "Here, have a drink. You have to be healthy and strong so you can meet daddy.” Edna's promise means it. Elyseen immediately exclaimed happily in front of Edna, and he immediately finished his orange juice until it was completely crushed. "Mommy, where is daddy now?" Elyseen asked curiously.

, With this, Eden noted down the address on the diary that he had passed toward it, along with the contact number. “Here.” “Please, Uncle, do deliver this today itself because it’s my brother’s birthday.”, Colton requested. “Sure. Dear.”, Agreeing to him, he pinched his plump cheeks softly. Eden smiled and picked up the bag in the other hand in which she wasn’t carrying Colton and walked out of the shop. Colton now knew that he was in danger because Eden was glaring at me. He just wrapped his hands around her shoulder and started looking everywhere but her.

Busy making out… Now they were in a club and she was reprimanding the woman. "That's not exactly what it looked like okay!" Blessing said as she sipped on her margarita. The sour drink bit her tongue such that she shook her head a little. "Then explain to me what is going on…because what I saw in there is something, not nothing!" Nevena said as she folded her hands. "Blessing,do you have feelings for that motherfucker, because if you do, my hands are twitching…" She didn't understand Blessing at all, she was busy ruining her marriage because of an insolent man who is set out in destroying their lives.

Sadistically, the elders called the dinner The Last Supper. At that point, the only being I could put my faith and trust in was the Moon Goddess. If she allowed me safe passage and haven from Eden, then it was my fate to live, but if I was caught, then it was her will that I died. As long as I wasn’t sent to be a breeding machine then I could accept death. But I wouldn’t accept it without a fight. ***

Dad's voice thundering above, congregation praising. And me, deep throating Demitri's swollen cock, choking on his length, 'Guhk...guhk...', tears streaming, but pussy dripping. 'Fuck...Meadow, isn't this what you wanted?' He groaned, thick and commanding. 'Now eat me like I'm your fucking messiah on earth.' I did. Swallowing him whole, the sin tasting sweeter than salvation.

“I love you, Dad, Mommy.” She wiped her eyes and walked to Helen Rouge. She hugged the woman. “You are wonderful mother in this planet.” She whispered. Helen Rouge beamed. “I love you, my daughter.” Edward raised his glass. “For eternal happiness…” he spoke and asked the attendants to enjoy the menu platters serving. “Where’s Fortune?” Edward whispered. He looked around and they heard something was woofing. Fortune was coming with a sausage she got from the table. “Is it for me?” Elena took the sausage from her mouth.

Alexander pleaded. Eden straddled Alexander and hugged him, looking at the back of Alexander’s maroon turtleneck, he pulled at it and whispered, “I am sorry, I didn't mean it, I was just upset when I said it but I will be killing them, all you have to do is give me their names and tell me where they stay, I promise we will be happy together, like daddy said, we only have a few months left then we can live together and do what we want.”

2 After supper, Zeke Blessing wedged his old alma mater Purdue Boilermakers cap down onto his head and marched off to the fields, a fresh soda pop in hand. He spied none of the barn cats dozing in their places on the hay bales, which struck him as unusual. But his daughter Jodean was back at the pen, he could see, performing the smudging ritual again, fanning sacred smoke into the animal’s shelter and hoping against hope for . . . well, for a miracle out there. Blessing walked along, extending a wave to the lean field hand, Shaw standing up on the hill as he went by.