Godly Student Novels & Stories

"You can't blame God in any situation because God knows what is best for His servants." Anya, who grew up in a simple family, but understood the teachings of her religion, gave a little advice to the lecturer. "Alahh ... you don't need to advise me. You are just a student while I am your lecturer. So, you don't need to be pretentious to teach me." Patience, An, patience, patient people are dear to God. Anya reassured herself in her heart. "I'm sorry if you don't like what I just said, but I've decided not to accept your offer."

He was no longer a mere student at Phoenix Academy; he was Danial, the future conqueror of gods, In his mind, he was already on par with the gods, simply because he’d avoided a few punches and a poorly-named energy blast. With his mind made up and his newfound confidence soaring to dizzying heights, Danial made his way to the academy grounds where Elysia was teaching a group of students about the basics of internal energy. His head was held high, his footsteps imbued with the swagger of someone who had already won the battle in his mind. Elysia, standing at the center of the training area, caught sight of Danial. She raised an eyebrow, curious about what had brought him here in the middle of

His gaze fell on me, and quickly I fought not to reflect and avoid eye contact. Using the whiteboard marker, he starts to write something on the whiteboard. Draw something that you desire. I felt like something had just died in my mouth. He is the same guy I meet at the shrine, long straight white-silvery hair, the face of someone that could stop you in your tracks, and the voice that no living person could deny his existence. But why? Why am I the only one who doesn't know that he is our new teacher? Why does everyone in the class know him like he is here all the time? And why is he doing that, doing an act that he is a god?

he said. David was a sad champ, a mess, and an academic genius. By genius, I mean an A+, no effort type of a genius. He is that child that every parent kneels and prays to God to have. You know them, those that society admires. And are held closest to heart. Sadly he was still human like the rest of us. I've known Mathews from high school. We weren't close. I'd notice him but I'd rarely pay attention to the actual person. It is more like a glimpse of shadow when you see the face and that's all it is.

“Why did you ask, Miss Courtney?” She shrugged her shoulders. “You know, that cold-blooded prince has been getting all the attention of our students ever since the day he transferred here. Whenever I step inside the entrance gate, all I can hear is, Prince Lucifer, Have you heard about Lucifer?, He looks so handsome today!” She narrated while mimicking the tone of a usual cooing girl. “Students have been patronizing him as if he’s the one to give them their grades! That’s why I have to show them the most embarrassing moment of the Prince so that they would stop looking at him as a Perfect God!” She uttered loudly, probably not aware enough that Lucifer is just a meter away from where we are

Those commoner students wouldn't believe in her or admire her anymore. "Principal, you're overthinking it. Miss ThankGod, although she shares the ThankGod surname, has no connection to the ThankGod family. I admire her for daring to fight alone, so I wanted to help her." James stood there and spoke impeccably. "..." Professor Campbell was defeated. With James leading, there was no need to question the authenticity of the sponsors. The principal politely said, "Please, everyone, have a seat." "All right, you continue. We'll be here watching. We look forward to the emergence of a vibrant student organization." James and the others walked to the side.