روايات وقصص ضمن Golden Gates Of Heaven With Jesus

* One older woman’s lip curled in open disgust before she schooled her face. Tension coiled tighter in my gut. The temple rose at the city’s highest point, white marble gleaming under the sun. Guards flanked the entrance, but inside it was cool and quiet, incense smoke curling toward vaulted ceilings painted with moon phases. Celeste waited in a circular chamber lit by shafts of colored light. She looked ancient yet ageless, silver hair braided with moonstones, eyes like polished obsidian. Xior’s hand brushed the small of my back as we entered—light, but unmistakably claiming. I shivered.

I cleared my throat and smiled as I gave Pelin a subtle side glance, “Ehmn, Light. The answer is light. A candle flies without wings. It cries and melts without having eyes. And wherever a candle goes, it brings light and eliminates the darkness.” The demoness nodded polite and gave me a faint smile before she reached for something around her neck. “I think this belongs to you Manolya, it’s why you came after all” she said with a velvety voice and blinked mischievously. She pulled out a golden key that gleamed, with an intricate inscription in Arabic: “Gates of heaven.” Even though she had carried it for centuries, she let it fall at the center of the now-empty amphitheater, as if it meant n

What kind of person could possibly live up to all this hype? "No more words," Morgan said. "The time has come. The High Marshal has already entered Heaven on Earth." Heaven on Earth was a palace located behind the Skyward Sanctum. In a few moments, Gideon would walk out from Heaven on Earth, following the ornate, dragon-carved pathway and stepping onto the Skyward Sanctum's altar to stand before the entire nation as a newly crowned star. The plaza erupted in energy. Countless eyes locked onto Heaven on Earth, waiting breathlessly.

Caitlin stood there, inside the holy chamber of the holy Temple, staring down at the floor. She could not believe what had just happened. As she inserted the golden staff, a secret opening in the floor slowly slid back, revealing a staircase, descending down beneath the ground. A golden light radiated down below, shining up the steps, and it looked as if it were a stairway descending down into heaven itself.

"You are jealous because Lucas loves me and not you! You are bitter and miserable because you know you can never make him love you, and you hate me simply because I have everything you always wanted but never had! You are nothing but a sad, pathetic woman Alessandra… and slapping me and hurting me won't change the fact that Lucas belongs to me and he wants me, not you!" Before I could even open my mouth to answer or shut her down completely, suddenly the glass door behind us was pushed open violently and roughly, and Lucas appeared instantly, stepping out onto the balcony with heavy fast footsteps, his handsome face dark, furious, and twisted with absolute rage. His eyes immediately landed u

Lucifer stopped flying and hung on the air, his large frame cast a shadow over a part of the heavens distracting the angels that stayed on the ground, and he did not care. Heaven's beauty made his heart flutter. As one would fly into the celestial clouds, a large golden city would greet their eyes. The city shone with a great light that reflected from God's temple farther away from the structure. There was a great wall that rounded the city and it had twelve entry gates, three of each were scattered into four coordinates. The building of the wall was covered in jasper and its foundations were adorned with precious stones: jasper, sapphire, topaz, emerald and beryl. The twelve gates were lik

They were in the middle and the chapel prefect started another range of prayers. “God of heaven!! Unto whom the Spirits of the righteous are made perfect, you gave us the order to raise altars unto you in this citadel; come Oh King!! Come and unveil, expose the satanic vessels you promised to make known their assignments in this citadel, Come!! Come!! Come!!! Jesus Come!!”.

She replied with some good questions. “It’s too early to tell if there is to be another war, I knew this would be hard for you due to you dad’s passing in the last one, I would listen to Sapphire if she has advised that there will be then this might be the case and you will be ready. You are strong and powerful in your own right and the goddess always has a plan. I think she might be the only golden wolf; this could be a great thing being very rare or could be bad as some might seek you out for selfish reasons.” I explained as she nodded along with my answers.

The gems lit up, began their opening notes. Rain shivered as unearthly music, barely heard and intensely felt, vibrated in the air. Designed to physically pleasure the listener, the sounds shivered with the radiance of the aurora, seductively sweet. Piercing. Addictive. Rain shivered. She hadn’t meant to make the Bell. It was supposed to be a gate key, a door to the Dark Lands that would allow her to take a peek without being trapped. She realized too late that one actually had to go the Dark Lands before it could be set, which was problematic, since she’d had no intention of applying for her green card. By then she’d been addicted, unable to abandon her seductive little toy. The idea of it

Gabriel awoke with a start, gasping for breath. That was him, the man in the dream. Slowly he released his breath, and his hand touched the tattoo on his chest. He knew his name, he'd said it in the dream. Nick. He was tall and bright, happy, laughing his head off. He was also stark naked. Gabriel closed his eyes and conjured up the sight in his dream, this beautiful, golden man, muscles as he'd never imagined, and those muscles were going to be wrapped around him. He looked like a bloody rock star!