Novel & Cerita Fe En Dios

’’- People are dying, all lying in the ground, blood is splattered in many directions- but those who are still safe didn’t run for their lives, but instead, they pray and pray- for a savior that isn’t coming down from heavens. ‘’I can hear them… the people, but I am not helping them. I am not the Creator, this creator they’re praying to is already gone.’’ The strange symbol appeared in Zaru’s eyes. ‘’Hear me out people, I am He, the author of the book of DEOS, your prayers reached me, but I can’t help you. I need to rest.’’ -And his voice reached the worshipers’ ears. Niru is confused and asked-

Enrique closed his eyes for a heartbeat, then opened them again, steady. “Then let me prove to you that I am not your enemy. Let me show you that Daisy’s happiness is my only vow.” For the first time, Frynn’s expression softened by a fraction. He gave a sharp nod, then stepped back. I studied Enrique a moment longer, then inclined my head ever so slightly. “So be it. The bond is sacred. We will not fight the goddess. But you will earn your place, Enrique. Day by day, step by step. Do not stumble.”

TRANSLATIONS Estimado- my dear Por el amor de dios- for the love of God Por dios- By God M****a- Shit

For the first time he told someone about it, he knew it all sounded stupid. So he was about to go against his promise, he was about to search for her, answering his doubts as to whether or not she was real. And why she always said she was complicated. What he had heard from Amy, forced him to realize he didn't know the people he were around. So as he fell to his bed, opening Facebook on the laptop in his hands, he typed in the name- Irene Fields. And after a second, he began to scroll through the many images that was displayed, to his utmost surprise-

He stared up at the ceiling as he found himself literally surrounded by the beautiful noise of three women sleeping peacefully, even as the beat of two of their hearts thudded against his rib cage and the third against his arm. He had so very much to be grateful for in life. What was the point of being grateful though if you didn’t have someone to thank for all that had been given? For a long time Taino went over and over what he knew of Winastra’s faith. Her faith was also Tasy’s and in some ways even Wenzou seemed to be beginning to believe in this Creator God written about in the big black book that Winastra prized more than any other earthly possession.

Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos looked at León de Fuego, the God of Fire, still smiling. "Aren't you already in love with her?" The God of Fire León de Fuego still acted as if nothing had happened, playing with the branch in his hand, replying: “I have practiced for more than seventy thousand years, can I be so weak? For her, I only pity and apologize… I hope she can return to her original life and destiny.”

I was supposed to say that just to myself, but it slipped on my lips. He smiled, "Yes, young miss. I am Fidel Augustine Dausel. Dionysus' father." My mouth gaped open in shock, my head is swirling in thoughts if that's even possible. I can't believe I am standing face to face with Dion's father, and the fact that he is an owner of a known hospital in the United States. I know I shouldn't make this one a big deal, someday when I become professional, I'll be facing more elites. But for some reason, I felt the pride to meet Fidel Augustine Dausel, father of Dionysus Dausel.

I had missed you, Dio. Right after that, Zoey buried her face on the pile of her pillows and screamed without any voice coming out from her mouth. But, what baffled Zoey more was when Dionysus replied to her in Spanish as well. "Yo también te extrañé tanto. Espero poder verte y abrazarte ahora mismo." [Translation: I missed you so bad, too. Hope I can see you and hug you right now.] "I badly wanted to feel you lying beside me." Zoey sat up abruptly, she almost woke Hera up. She patted Hera on the head before asking her husband. "You can speak Spanish? I thought Sebastian said you can't understand the language."

Dragon breathes against my neck, hot and heavy, his voice wrecked, “Tell me to stop. Now, or I swear I won't—” I arch into him, biting his earlobe,“Don’t you dare. Not this time.” He peeled off my shirt like unwrapping sacred ground, the air cool on my bare skin. His gaze burned—not pity, not hunger, but reverence. “Dios te hizo perfecta, (God made you perfect.)” he breathed.

She never liked going to church, She always says "I am not old and dying, I dont need it right now Mamma." She kept really quite listening to the priest. "Dobla Las Manos(Fold your hands.), Le agradezco a Dios cada día que me curé !Dios es grande! ( I thank God every day i was healed, God is great.) !Dios es grandioso! confía que responderá a tus oraciones(God is great have faith he answer your prayers.) I cast and bind every spirit of evil that would ruin our happiness, our peace and mind, I pray for protection from the lord, The prayers you make will surely be answered by the Lord himself as there is notting the lord can't do. Have faith and believe in him."