God Was Real And He Hated Us Novels & Stories

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***

Behavioral? "I know a lot of Christians, those weren't like that. they didn't worship a God of love, he wasn't a God that comforted you, their God..." She was apprehensive. "He hated sinners, wanted all of them dead, and also they yearned for persecution "Furthermore, t they selected Bible verses, the ones that had a fiery God notion was welcomed" Collin breathed "Wow" "But this might not be related to anything, I'm just saying in case...the words just struck a memory"

Jax murmured, his voice dipping into a low, painful whine that echoed in my head like a guilt I hadn’t asked for. "It's not romance," I hissed under my breath. "It's a one-sided torment. Like the Moon Goddess decided to punish me personally, tying me, soul-first, to my enemy. And of course, she doesn’t feel a damn thing." My jaw clenched. "If the Goddess was trying to be fair, this would’ve been mutual suffering. Two enemies locked in a bond neither of them wanted. But no, just me, walking around with this... vulnerability stitched into my chest like a flaw." Jax sighed dramatically. "Hm... but hey, her ankles healed up."

He rolls his eyes, “I didn’t KILL him. I just simply unmade him. Made it as though he never existed. Which in turn erased him from everyone’s memories.” “Except mine. What, did you make sure I’d remember so you could flaunt your work and get a big congratulations from me?” “Actually, you weren’t supposed to remember either,” he says through clenched teeth. My eyes widen even further, daring to pop out of my skull. “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Who the fuck do you think you are?!” “I’m a God! And I will not allow those with such little regard for those they claim to love to pollute perfectly good air with their existence!” he snarls.

“We just—” “You are unbelievers who believe that creations are from the devil and that the devil only opposes a false creator that he invented so that humans would distrust the true gods,” said the Goddess, and I raised my eyebrows. “Don't believe us, but I invite you to confront Belial firsthand, and after that, you can dare to say such nonsense.” “Senator, I invite you to leave, please,” asked the president, and the man stormed out of the room in a rage. “I'm sorry about this, gods, the situation regarding faith—”

I said which made me avert my gaze to him glaring very angrily at him. I hated the fact that he was behaving like the Saint to begin with,I hated the fact that he was hiding like it was not all his plan in the first place,I fucking hell hated the fact that he was making me seem like I was the only one with the plan of making the marriage to Aneesa fake,when it was all his fucking plan from the beginning. " ohhh please father....stop behaving like you were clean on all this shit....I already accepted my fault and I sure as hell would like it if you do the same" I said as I sent he a glare that could possibly rip him apart if it was that possible.

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His God snatched her from me. Her God was so cruel... He did it purposely to hurt me... mom told me that God loves us but she was wrong... her God hates me... He took away my all happiness... I took a pledge that I would never believe in such craps... There was nothing like religion or God... if it is then God is not merciful.. he loves to see us suffer.. he enjoys it when we cry... I won't live my life like my mom... I didn't want to die like her... She would be alive if she hadn't that complete faith in her God... her religion took her life...her God took her life...

She said flatly, glancing at him. “Why did you say that?" "Because it's true. God? He's a myth. He doesn't even hear anything anyone says, he's just taking credits for what he never even had a part in and everyone still keeps saying that he exists. " "Because he does." he replied quietly, she sighed, raising her brows at him. A small frown etched on her countenance still, he continued.

I reply, but he doesn't adjust or even act like he heard me. His eyes are dark, and I know he is one of his dark places. I sigh before taking a seat in his lap. He snaps his head in my direction, and I manage to smile at how cute he is. "Ian, do you think God hates or loves you," I whisper, and his eyes widen. "I hope he loves me," Ian whispers back, and I nod. "He does, Ian. He does. He loves you more than your earthly father loves you.....would your dad want you punished after an honest mistake or taught a lesson," I ask, and Ian closes his eyes once more.