Fiction Christian Books For Young Adults Novels & Stories

forehead. Christian waved him off, laughing. “No, I’m more than fine. Just—let me explain, okay?” We waited, breath held in shared curiosity. “Do you remember the girl I told you I met at camp when I was sixteen? The girl I used to call Evie?” My eyes widened. A cold chill spread through my chest. No. Not *that* Evie. “You mean the Evie from Royal Camp?” Jake asked, his voice sharp with surprise. Christian nodded, an almost boyish grin creeping up again. “Yes.” “The Evie as in… your first kiss Evie?” “Yes.” Jake blinked. “Wait—*the* girl you fell madly in love with but lost contact with… *that* Evie?” “Yes, dude.” Jake’s eyes flickered with disbelief. “Last one—do you

Every night, behind closed doors, our stepdad had forced April down and raped her all through the night until she couldn't walk any more. Whenever he wanted to come for me, she'd always begged him to take her instead and he wouldn't hesitate, he'd spread her legs apart again and do bad things to her. I was just fifteen and April had just turned nineteen but she protected me like she was my mother. April would always ask me to stay quiet no matter the noises coming from the inner room where our stepdad was fucking her hard. I'd obeyed so I learned to stay quiet, to disappear into corners, to pretend I didn’t exist. She never told me anything, but I saw it in her eyes—the way something inside

Hello Readers, Hope you are liking the story. Christian and Riley's love story would be explosive. What to expect: Friendship, love, lust, betrayal, kisses, and lots of fights, between our hero and heroine. Author: Well, Firstly Let's talk about Life! 'Life' what a beautiful word it is! isn't it? So How do you describe it Christian? Christian: Oh! Yeah, Life is Riley! Author: Ah! Don't be so dramatic Christian. Just describe it in simple words?

] {send from Izzy’s iphone? [we can’t be just friends. We are more than that!]Isaac [I’m sorry to disappoint you but you’ve got it all wrong.] -contact blocked- Early the next morning. Mom and Izzy are having their morning devotion. After 2hours of devotion, Izzy says, “I’m going up to the balcony to stretch a bit.” “Okay. What would you like for breakfast?” “Oh no. You’re here to see me, you shouldn’t be doing anything, but resting.

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“My dad isn’t. When they got together, they made the decision not to have us christened so we could make our own decision when we were old enough. Mum spoke to us about it sometimes. She’d tell us stories from the Bible, especially at Easter and Christmas. She taught us the Lord’s Prayer. We went to church with her a few times, just to see what it was all about. It may be because Damon’s younger, but he was probably the one of us who succumbed to it the most. He even talked about becoming a priest.” “Seriously?” “Yeah. And then Christian died. Mum tried to talk to us about it, but you can’t tell three angry teenage boys who witnessed their cousin’s awful death that it’s all God’s plan.” “No,

A charmer with a spine of steel. Why do all the good ones end up dead or betrayed? I turned the page, and there he was, his sketch. He had this strong face, sharp nose, eyes like he could see straight through bullshit. Something about him felt… familiar. Oddly familiar. I leaned in just a little, curious, The door flung open. “Jesus!” I flinched so hard the book nearly flew out of my lap. “Relax,” Christian’s familiar voice filled the space. “Didn’t mean to give you a heart attack.”

I say while repressing the groan of desire that wants to escape my lips. If I were less patient, I would follow her now, but tonight has been fruitful. I learned she is one of the founding members of The Sacred Mist Coven, along with Felix and another friend and that she lives in South Boston with her boyfriend who she was reluctant to return home to and that she works at a coffee shop called Mary’s Beans. A quick internet search while she and Felix were chatting about some herb shop, showed me that Mary’s Beans has 6 locations and one is in South Boston. I guess that will be the one she works at. “You seem more than just casually interested in her,” Felix observes.

I start to take off my yellow shirt when he hesitates to take off my clothes but he stops me. "No!" I'm so embarrassed and I feel so humiliated. "I thought you were allergic to 'No's," I joke, not even looking at him. "I can't have sex with you, Rebecca." "Aren't you... Attracted to me?" "Of course I am! But I just can't..." "Why?" "I'm a Christian." "So I'm I." "A Christian who does not fornicate." I roll my eyes. "Sex is not a big deal." "I'm a true believer, Rebecca. And the Bible says that neither adulterers nor fornicators will enter the gates of heaven."

" Do you remember the Christain novel written by The young sixteen-year-old writer, Queenebunoluwa15? " " You mean, Caged: Survival? " " Yes... The novel talked about a sixteen-year-old final year high school Student who got kidnapped by some set of bandits along with her schoolmates... " " At first, I was wondering why she who was a devoted Christian would be kidnapped too... " " Same here's... That proves that being a Christian doesn't completely protect you from being kidnapped along with the unbelievers... " " Yeah... But her being kidnapped Happened for a better reason. "