Friends God's Gift Novels & Stories

And in this lifetime, we'd never see each other again. Once my phone went dead, the only thing left for them was my maggot-ridden body and the farewell gift I had so carefully prepared.

The cold water hit my skin but all I could feel was the heat building inside me. In the dream, I pulled out, flipped him over with his face down on the bed. Ass up. His shorts ripped away and skin bare. I spread his cheeks, licked him there and his moans filled the room. "Please," he begged. "Kieran... my god..." Yes. God. I was his God. I fucked my fist faster, water streaming down my chest an back. I leaned against the tile. Head tipped up. Moaned his name low. "Ezra..."

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

During the banquet, Celia had played with the Sterling family's ancestral oracle blocks like a curious child. That night, Celia cast nine blessed results in a row. The entire hall had been stunned. Everyone praised her as the daughter-in-law destined for the Sterling family. He had smiled with delight back then. Because those nine blessed casts were a miracle he had created with his own hands, weighting the blocks with lead in advance. Everything had gone smoothly. Everyone envied Celia. That young girl who used to hide behind others had been cherished so publicly for the first time. What had he said to Caroline then?

“God loves every one of His sheep. He would never turn away a heart that seeks Him honestly.” The words hung in the stuffy air of the booth. Oscar was quiet for a moment. Then he said, “Thank you, Father,” and the screen door on his side clicked open and shut. I remained in the booth long after his footsteps faded, staring at the wooden panel in front of me and wondering what I was doing.

"If gratitude is the only reason you'd treat my family well, you never deserved my love in the first place." Velda froze, the last flicker of hope slowly dying in her eyes. She wiped her tears, and her voice carried a final hint of plea. "Callan, for the sake of what we once had, please just let Jude go and spare Mercer Group, alright? I'll give you half the shares, and I'll—" I burst out laughing. The final shred of affection I once had for her now vanished into thin air. "Where was your mercy when Jude dug up my parents' graves?

"She's your sister-in-law, after all, and Alvin was gone too soon. Since we're all family, I thought it'd be nice if she became our baby's godmother. What do you think?" I looked him dead in the eye. There wasn't a single shred of guilt in them. He had somehow managed to dress up a shameful affair with his widowed sister-in-law—and their illegitimate child—as nothing more than a benevolent husband showing compassion to a grieving widow. "Sure." I nodded apathetically. Craig nodded in satisfaction before turning around and picking up a thermal flask. He then headed out to get some water. My gaze drifted to the postpartum mesh underwear on my nightstand. It was Verna's size.

When he taps into my powers his eyes glow silver. You’re accessing my power How do you know? Trust me I shouldn’t be… we can’t The Goddess wouldn’t allow it to happen if she truly didn’t want you to. Can’t you feel her? I don’t know what I feel, it’s just warm and soothing That’s her. That’s her love, her blessing Are you certain? I am

“A gift?” “I am giving you the gift of healing. A gift I bestowed on you so that it can flow to your family and friends. A thank-you gift from the moon for taking the first step to saving the Alpha females of this generation and the future. A gift well deserved for saving me from a horrible mistake I made in the past.” “But how do I use this gift?” “In time, it will reveal itself... For now, I want to personally thank you for trusting me, even at your lowest. For believing that despite all the pain I caused you, I deserve to stand beside you and ask you to trust me again and again.”

God. The God of Abundance—a deity renowned for his boundless generosity—does not stop my greedy, wandering hands. Instead, he completely indulges my lust. He lets out a low, shuddering breath, deliberately relaxing his broad shoulders so the heavy silk of his robes parts even wider, giving me unrestricted, glorious access to everything. Jackpot!