God's Gift For Us Novels & Stories

“What does that mean?” “It means you’ll need the training to be able to use your gifts. You were blessed with those gifts for a greater cause but you appear to be too weak to handle it. Perhaps you should give it away.” “What?” Hayley paused, sad. The priest stopped and sighed. “If you can’t make us of what you’re given, it’ll be taken from you and given to another. Don’t you know the words of the spirits?” he rolled his eyes and continued moving.

Freya, Goddess of Gold Inspire me today, Teach me to walk through my day, with pride in my own being, with confidence, with power, Goddess of Fiery Passion, bless me with the insight, to the marrow of my bones, that I am a person of worth in the eyes of the Gods, the eyes of my ancestors, and of myself. May I radiate this and transform all I meet That is my prayer for this day, oh Great and Powerful Goddess, That I may mirror Your presence throughout my day.

Head held down, impelled into compliance. "Heavenly Father, thank you that you for being the source of all true joy in life. Your word says that everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is blessed by the word of God and prayer. Please help us to receive all the good gifts you give us with thanksgiving and gratitude in our hearts. You have loved us and have freed us from our sins by Jesus' blood. To you be glory and dominion forever and ever. Through Jesus Christ, our Lord, Amen."

The girl was none other than I, Rachael Santiago, the daughter of Raphael and Vanessa Santiago. My parents were council members of a secret society of supernaturals, Synx, and the owners of Santiago groups of companies. Supernatural, gifted, or part-human, you name it. In short, humans carry magic in their lineage. We could do stuff other people can only dream of or either pulled in movies. Every member of the special families, or as we called clans, has different and unique gifts of their own. We carried our gift from birth. We could feel it within us. However, due to the incapacity of our human bodies to deal with such extreme powers, we couldn’t control it until we crossed the age of majo

The key sat in the lock. I had just been about to turn it. Laughter drifted from inside the house, bright and sharp. Each word they uttered stabbed straight into my ears. "Keith, you're so good to me! This is limited edition. I've been looking everywhere, but I couldn't find it." Caroline Jenkins' voice was syrupy sweet, the exact tone my husband, Keith Collins, loved most. My voice had always been cool and quiet. I could never fake such soft, clingy sweetness.

Something we're both really thankful to the Goddess for. " I frowned. Goddess? Kael's eyes narrowed. "Where exactly is this going?" He didn't look shocked by what they were telling him. He was really good at hiding his emotions when it came to someone who wasn't me. I found that to be interesting. Winona smiled, her eyes glinting. "You know exactly what we're talking about, Kael. Your unique gifts. We're not just talking about being a werewolf. You're more than that, and we've

“I felt the same when I first came back. I felt like an outcast. Well, ever since, I’d been an outcast.” “Have you tried looking for your real parents?” I stared at her. “No. I don’t want to find them if they’re alive or who they were. I have my family now. The Hayes will always be my family.” “Do I deserve this gift?” I sighed. “People would die to have your gift. Why you? I don’t know, but I believe it didn’t happen by mistake. You’re chosen because the elements, the Goddess have seen something good in your heart that is worth that gift, Nora. Don’t ever doubt it. Keep that in your heart. And maybe, you shouldn’t be too hard on yourself. Open your heart and mind to endless possibilities. Y

He believed he had no other option than to stay by her side. "You think Life did it on purpose?" Thea nodded. "I don't know if it was on purpose. I don't know how it works," the goddess said, looking off into the vastness of space. "How did you give me a Life gift if you don't have control over it?" Thea said. "Or even understand it?" "I entreated Life. Yes, we gods can pray to a higher power too. I made a case, and Life answered. It made a connection to you and merged with you as I blessed you."

“He desecrates the gifts you have given us!” My father pauses dramatically. I wait with bated breath. “Well? Did the Goddess save him and his son?” I ask exasperated, unable to wait a moment longer for the answer. My father hangs his head in disappointment. “The goddess never came.” He says quietly. “Why!” I demand. Good has to triumph over evil. That is the order of things. That is how the world works. “Our Goddess blesses us with many things. A wolf bound to our souls, the ability to shift, strength, power, a mate, and free will. That will can be used for good or evil.” He explains. He hands me a slice of watermelon. “Take a bite.”

Gabriella sits still as can be as her eyes glance out the window and then back at me. “Did you do that?” she asks. I nod in reply. “Can every God do that?” “It’s one of my specific gifts. See, for the most part, our gifts overlap, but then there are specific abilities that are unique to us and define who we are.” “And yours is lightening?” “It’s one of them,” I say tentatively. “What’s another?” Oh, this should go great. “I have the power to rip through the very fabric of existence,” I deadpan.