Novel & Cerita Friends God's Gift

I closed my eyes, feeling my Siren awoken inside of me, as I could see her starting to shine at the same time as my body started to glow. I opened my eyes, looking at the Goddess, her hand retracted as she silently looked at me. “What happened?” I asked, looking down at my hands, seeing the glow slowly disappearing until it was fully gone. “Your gift is now fully awoken.” She said to me. “My gift?” I asked her, confused. “Yes my dear child, you have a gift to show the truth. You will be able by your touch to connect the one to me, as they will hear my words and see me, to make them realize the wrong they are doing and what my will and wish is.” She said.

My mate goes pale as I tell him how the Dark God took me away into the pocket realm, how he gave our daughter some kind of gift, how he ensured me it was a blessing and not a curse. “But from the Dark God,” Sinclair murmurs, shaking his head, his voice heavy with dread, “who knows what a blessing is to him.” “I know,” I say, my voice soft, a little mournful. “But honestly, Sinclair, as it…came to me, the gift – it didn’t feel bad. He was angry at mom for keeping secrets from him for all of these years – but I did not get the impression, from the gift itself, that he wanted to hurt the baby or use it as vengeance.”

After surviving a kidnapping and being diagnosed with severe PTSD, I became the family's top priority. Every sharp object and glass item in the house was removed. The furniture was wrapped in thick foam padding, until not a single hard edge remained. My parents canceled all business trips. News broadcasts and violent movies were banned from the house. To help me feel safe, they even forced my younger brother, who had just earned a full scholarship to a top university, to stay home and keep me company around the clock. Everything changed on the night of my brother's lavish eighteenth-birthday celebration. When fireworks erupted across the sky without warning, I hallucinated instantly and grab

Olga exclaims as she looks at her wristwatch and realizes that it is getting late in the morning. "However, if you do not object, I can begin teaching you about my Christian faith, which is a free gift from God and does not depend on our good deeds to save us from the eternal fires of death, lest we boast.”

"You don't know how much I needed to hear that. To hear he has forgiven me. Thank you!" That was when it clicked. Seeing that woman freed and forgiven, gave her purpose. She was sure, the gift is from God. She must use it to bring joy and closeness to those that have lost someone. It doesn't matter whether the world believes it or not, and everyone calls her crazy. Even her father's warning doesn't count; she will continue using the gift to bless other people.

She vaguely remembered being taught about the sacred gifts but she thought that they had died out. Bea nodded. “Yes. There are five gifts from the Moon Goddess. There’s Harakati, the gift to move things with your mind; Wakati, the gift to slow time down; Somaji, the gift to read minds; Mahubiri, the gift to see the future and Shawishi, the gift of persuasion.” Addie looked at Bea. “But no one has those gifts anymore, right? But mama did?” She was confused.

Persephone shook her head, “You have been weakened, and they will easily destroy your defences. I will stay and aid you as you have.” Elika laughed, knowing that the goddess was correct, but that she could allow her to make such a sacrifice. “I am sure that you will find a way to thank me in the future.” “Wait...” The goddess argued; her words slipping into the folds of time as the young immortal pulled apart the atoms of her body, sending them from the realm in pieces.

Rachel stopped forward with her usual pretentious smile, and it took the last strength in me not to wipe that smile off her lips. A bitch, that's what she is. “ Well, I had to. And also, my man here also encouraged me to come with some gifts.” I said and nudged at Cassius to give them the gifts he prepared. “ Why are you nudging at me, Bunny?” Cassius said aloud, with a raised brow, and I almost rolled my eyes at him. “ Didn't you say you prepared a gift earlier?” I asked and a smirk formed on his lips. “ Oh, that?” He added, his smirk turning into a chuckle. “ I will give it to them before we leave. A gift there would never forget in their fucking life.”

They call them guardians. He was tall, brown hair and eyes and well built. "There are 12 month-tribes blessed by the moon, who can tell me a few months and their affinities?" This was common knowledge, anyone could intuitively guess this. Everyone except for Larry, that sluggish moron seated at the back corner, he couldn't recite the alphabets correctly if his life depended on it. Maybe, she hyperbolized that a little bit but truly he was just a stupid big dumb oak.

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.