God Whispered Your Name Novels & Stories

The goddess says. “Oh yeah that’s right.” The goddess takes out some pictures and dimensions of it to give to Rick. “Thank you, goddess. Is there anything else right now?” Sonya asks. “No, my child. Thank you for your protection and in return I will continue to protect you.” “Thank you.” With that the goddess drifts away into whiffs of white smoke. “Okay one last thing we need to tell everyone before we head off to the cabin.” Jake adds. “What is it son?” Donald asks.

Amon said while turning around. "Yeah we..... should probably get seated." Tiana said the same words as she gave his sister an uneasy look. They walked towards the entrance and entered the amphitheatre, they were large wooden logs to sit on and as soon as she Atarah took her spot, a voice spooked her from behind. "So, easy to find." Her body shook a bit before she turned her head to see her handsome lover. "Alaric." She whispered his name, his face was too close to hers, she could literally feel his breath on her lips.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

ALEXEI “You were asked to approach me? By who?” I asked the strawberry blonde stranger. It was only just hitting me that I still didn’t know her name. “The gods,” she whispered, leaning in and winking conspiratorially. “I always listen whenever the gods speak. And they’ve asked me to warn you. To issue you a premonition.” I inhaled a sharp breath at the mention of the word “premonition.” I couldn’t stop the knot from forming in my belly, neither could I prevent goosebumps from rising on my skin.

Verse 1 You were the Word at the beginning One with God the Lord Most High Your hidden glory in creation Now revealed in You our Christ Chorus 1 What a beautiful Name it is What a beautiful Name it is The Name of Jesus Christ my King What a beautiful Name it is Nothing compares to this What a beautiful Name it is The Name of Jesus Verse 2 You didn’t want heaven without us So Jesus You brought heaven down My sin was great Your love was greater What could separate us now Chorus 2 What a wonderful Name it is What a wonderful Name it is The Name of Jesus Christ my King What a wonderful Name it is Nothing compares to this What a wonderful Name it is The Name of Jesus What a wonderful Name it is T

- Okay, thank you for answering in the name of God. By the way, I think you're still my god... Only Greek. When I'm by your side, it's like nothing else exists, just you and me. He placed his finger on a panel on the door, causing it to automatically open. - Okay, should I cut your finger when I need to get in? That's it? - I started to laugh. - I'm God! He yelled, opening his arms as he entered and the lights automatically turned on.

He asked me as he looked directly into my eyes, and I did not know if I was supposed to nod my head in agreement with that or just say that it was not my fault. The goddess had really visited me, and she appreciated me for everything that I've been doing, telling me that I was going to be great and my name was going to be heard among nations. I was not going to deny the fact that I carried so much grace when it was completely obvious that I did, and there was no hiding it no matter what.

So I prayed. I fucking prayed—to whoever the hell was listening – Selene, the goddess? Draegor, the god of hell? Or the overall God who resides in heaven? I didn't care. I just begged. And someone heard me. It was like a miracle. Like fate stepped in and said, "Hey! Here's your chance. Don't fuck it up." And I won't. I swear, I won't.

Too hard. “It’s gone,” he whispers. I kneel in front of him. “What’s gone?” His lips tremble. “I can’t remember the name.” A chill runs through me. “You don’t forget names,” I say. “I know,” he whispers. “I know every name.” Kieran crouches beside us. “Whose name?” The child squeezes his eyes shut. “A god.” The Goddess exhales sharply. “They chose one of their own.” My throat tightens. “Why?”

Their deep voices sent a chill down the spines of everyone who heard it was so deeply poignant and moving that even the most powerful of men acknowledged their insignificance when faced with the omnipotent presence of God. ‘In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Amen’ They said together as the prayer came to an end and the Consultant removed the life support tube from Tash’s throat, the whole world seemed to stop as everyone waited. ‘Breathe’ Romero prayed silently,