Experiencing God Kindle Novels & Stories

I called trying to get back to her but it was to no avail. It wasn't long before I saw fire, brimstones and hail storm raining down upon us. Lightening suddenly struck in the form of a forked tail. It was then I realised the message Khloe was trying to pass, "A God is coming!" I whispered as my eyes were set on the skies in awe. Light fades. Song Of Choice : Bellyache By Billy Ellish Word Count : 2.18k Ask Your Question :

Her lungs felt like they were burning and her head felt heavy, just a moment away from giving in to unconsciousness, while a pulsing sensation grew in her chest, as if her heart was about to explode. “Raise your head, my child.” That sweet voice asked, as if it sounded from inside her head “You’re almost there.” “Who… Who are you?” she asked, at the limit of her strength. “I am the one you prayed to. That hideous thing tried to keep me away, but I'm here with you, now.” something even stronger and more intense than the fire seemed to touch her chest “Don't be afraid. I will be with you all the way. Just breathe and let it release.”

I replied as the wild lands of Georgia passed by on both sides of the road. “Great,” he said, his voice full of the kind of sarcasm only a fourteen-year-old boy could manage. “You might actually like it,” I said. “You never know.” Instead of replying, he sighed, reached over, and turned on the radio. “When Moses came down from the mountain, he saw that his people had turned away from God—” He rolled his eyes and switched the station. “Job knew that God loved him, even while his life was falling apart. That’s how we should all—”

“Ahck, what is all this? What? Ugh, my head feels heavy.” “Just relax and it’ll be better in a moment. Since a lot of information just flowed into your mind in one go, you’re having a headache because this is the first time you have experienced something like this.” After a few minutes of resting, his headache was already gone and was feeling a lot better. “UGH, that surely is a new experience. So, you are truly God, it is an honor of mine to meet you! And even have the chance to converse with you like this.”

“Well, enough of an old god’s speech. I just wanted you to know that I understand you and empathize with you more than you realize, James.” He had been looking into the god’s eyes throughout the entire confession. James could see the pain and sadness that was contained within. It was as if the weight of the world was continually on the god’s shoulders. Sometimes he kind of felt as if that same thing was happening to him, at least ever since he had found out about the Prophecy. “I understand,” he said before chuckling. “You know, never in a million years did I ever think I would be actually having a conversation with Zeus, the King of the gods. What a year this has been so far.”

Chapter Twenty-three: [The inexperienced, naive friend] That late afternoon in Ericka Mendel's farm house, a conversation lasted an hour about the gift of faith that God's holy Spirit had sown in her heart, mind, and soul through her experiences fighting for life against death. The little Teddy boy's eyes began to close uncontrollably, but he still listened to her. All people react normally like this when they hear the powerful and active word of God for the first time. This word judges a person's mind and intentions and pierces the spirit and soul, joints, and bone marrow. Its sharpness is comparable to a double-edged sword.

Rathi always believed in God. For her, it doesn't have a proper shape or it belongs to a precise religion or it will only understand a certain language. She once read in a book called The Alchemist that says always believe in one true God. In her confused spirituality whether God exist or not she found it interesting to follow it and believes that God is somewhere hearing all the prayers in this world, he might help some or many people but right now he didn't save Rathi and she couldn't think about that or anything else, as her brain took over by the pain on her skin and everywhere.

“He’s a key.” Kael sobbed. Overstimulated. Burning. Split wide. His mind gone. When the fire god came, it was like a brand. Hot. Endless. Pouring inside him until Kael collapsed, twitching, mouth open in a soundless cry, cock still pulsing with aftershocks. He blacked out. And the gods smiled. Because this was only the beginning. ——— Kael woke to light.

The next page: "I found in my prison a companion who spoke to me , this person was an entity beyond imagination ,he was like the god I had imagined, he had no shape, no color, and no smell ,he was a void , his strength was beyond expectations, his aura was like light and darkness, like life and death at this moment, i become certain that this being is the supreme deity " The next page: "This god asked me to be the salvation of earthly beings, and gave me a book in which there were rituals and worship and commanded me to publish them, then he disappeared. These were his last words, my gift to you. The gift was a white mask with a bloody eye ".

A familiar, gentle voice came from behind. Alistair walked gracefully to my side. Countless envious eyes fell on us. "I'm so happy," he gazed at me deeply, eyes shining like stars. "Today, our entire kind watches us step into eternity." He pulled me into his arms, leaning down to kiss me. The moment our lips met, a sharp dizziness pierced my brain. Then, an impossible voice exploded in my mind. [Sex with Gene is electric. Fucking Carys is like fucking a corpse.]