Friends Are Gift From God Novels & Stories

The tweet is "Thank you to my friends who have cursed at me, hopefully we will meet again letter. The path I’ll take is God's way." For a moment they were silent, no one dared to make a sound. Their lips seemed to be sewn up hard to open, they look each other, it wasn't the vengeful it used to be, but one filled with horror. As if something was telling them that a terrible event had happened, let's just say it was a hunch

she said, still smiling. “Huh? Does this mean you've never gotten a gift from your friends before now?” “No, no, no, that's not what I meant. My friends celebrate my birthdays with me, but I haven't actually been presented with a material gift before, that's what I meant.” But that sounds pretty much the same to me. She hasn't been given a gift before. Keira suddenly moved closer to me, and I slowly shifted backwards. “Uhm, I want to let you know that I appreciate everything you and your brothers did for me today.”

"I'm sure not, maybe it's something urgent like said, anyways I really appreciate this Alpha Zaid, thanks a lot." Crimson replied. "That gift got me a hug, it's the biggest thank you ever, at least now I can see I'm your friend." Alpha Zaid said. "You have been my friend, and not just because of the gift, I have more than enough jewelries but I love when someone gift me, it shows that, the person respect me." Crimson replied. "It's my pleasure, can I have your dance?" Alpha Zaid asked. "Sure yes." Crimson answered and smiled.

Gifts were given by the moon goddess only to a select few, and we should not waste them! But then there was fate. Fate brought me my mates. Three handsome and wonderful men. All so unique and kind in their own ways. They were not fated to me for no reason either… This made so little sense to me. Did I follow fate and be with my mates or did I turn my back on them and grasp the gift given to me with both hands, forsaking the consequence?

She chatted to me all the way there, relaying stories about sharks and turtles and one about her friend’s dad who missed a step and had to go to the first aid station to have his ankle wrapped. She told me the story from start to finish, including how the dad loved cycling and how sad her friend was that they weren’t able to go cycling together that next weekend. “They go every weekend, mommy. It’s their thing and they couldn’t do it.” Heart wrenching sadness flashed in her eyes. It was only there for a moment, but it bugged me. Was she sad because her friend hadn’t been able to go cycling with her dad for one weekend, or because she never would?

“I am sending to you right now, do it for me and for you, its one of my favorite songs,’’ he added. ‘‘ I will, ‘’ ‘‘ Bye, “he waved and smiled before blowing kisses on the air. ‘‘ Bye,’’ I waved back and smiled without exposing my tooth. ‘‘Take care of yourself,’’ he added before winking and hanging up. I heaved a sigh and smiled to myself before hugging my pillow so tight and kicking my legs up in the air. ‘‘Dear God, I want to thank you, from the bottom of my heart, from the bottom of my being, for giving me my friends, for giving me a chance, for letting them see me for who I am, for granting my biggest win. Please God, let them not realize they deserve better, let them be my friends fore

I wasn’t sure how to respond to that. “I don’t think that’s how friendships work,” I muttered. “Oh? And how do friendships work, then?” “Well… friends don’t get each other this many gifts on the first day of their friendship.” “Technically, we first met at that fundraiser event,” he pointed out. “That doesn’t count.” “Yes, it does,” he argued. I chuckled. “The friendship officially started today, and I’m already getting spoiled. And you still say there are no ulterior motives behind all this?”

And three of them began a memorable holiday ride. That Christmas eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant, when he said, "It is more blessed to give than to receive..." "A friend walk in when the rest of the world walks out." Sometimes in life, You find a special friend; Someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop; Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.

"Oh my God, this is beautiful Nicole, thank you, I am going to hang this in my room, it's so good," "I know right, even I didn't know it would come out this fine, I am glad you liked it, it's a thank you gift for being here for me, you have given me so much that this doesn't pay back half of it but still, I just wanted to say thank, Grace, you don't know how much you helped me," "Aww, baby, that's what friends are for, we are there for each other, you are the nicest person I know and I am glad I can be friends with you, thank you for this Nicole, I will value it,"

"Well, yeah, you didn't actually empty your account, but you get what I mean." Worry drew my brows closer. Life had taught me that taking gifts from people came with a consequence. "Your friendship is enough. Believe me. I don't need material things from you." "That you don't need them doesn't mean I shouldn't be a good friend. Besides, we've lost touch for years" A wry smile played on my lips. "A month." "And this is the holiday season. A time to share and love." "Your presence is enough. Tru—"