Heaven 24/7 Novels & Stories

So safe and so friendly. Dr. Kole? Sky blinks his eyes twice, thrice, again and again, but he is seeing the same person. Dr. Kole is the exact replica of Kai. What is this again? Is heaven so angry with him that they twist his fate and made the person he first asks for help looks the same as his husband? Is his suffering not enough? Are five years not enough for gods to pity him? to at least let him have just a little glimmer of hope?

Heaven smirks, her face now close to my center as I feel her breath on it. "Please Heaven." I beg wanting her to just get it over with. She finally sticks her tongue on my clit, rubbing it around and sucking it like her life depends on it. I moan quietly not trying to be loud. Heaven pushes my hips down to keep them in place as her lips wrapped around my clit. One hand is in my hips and the other hand is squeezing my boob trying to feel it. I tangle my hand in her hair and moan as she makes me feel good.

He said, "Your body's incompatible with the artificial heart anymore, Mr. Shawlesque. If you cannot find a match in three months, your life will be in danger." I said nothing. Christian teared up. Three months? It was nearly impossible to find a match in that short a time. In other words, my days were numbered. Ninety days. Perhaps that was why God reunited me with Jessica. He saw my end. Though in the face of death, I remained calm. Then, I smiled at Christian. "Stop crying. I still have three months, not three days." I'd rather not spend my final months in a hospital, so I told him to get me discharged. First order of business, get myself a good spot for a grave, and thanks to my generous

"Why don't we play a game to take your mind off things for a bit?” The game they haven’t played in so long—seven minutes in heaven, is now the only bud of hope that could cradle both their anxiety and longing to feel each other close. A sin so sweet that not even Reigna herself could say no or worry about tomorrow. "Fine," she huffed, averting her gaze as she played with the hem of his shirt. "But we're sticking to the rules this time, Carlisle. Just seven minutes, no funny business." Ah. But that clearly is a form of denial, isn’t it?

He rubbed his eyes and picked up his phone. “Not in the mood to give God his dues”, he muttered to himself skipping his morning devotion. He rolled his eyes inwardly as the three chimes were dropped courtesy of Bianca's messages. “I am throwing your niece a birthday party at the mansion tonight, you better be present” “You dare not show up late”. “You can bring your girlfriend along and my Cute Caleb”. Adrian scoffed loudly “My cute Caleb! Seriously Bianca!” He soliloquized amused. He took a shower and got dressed hastily.

with as much sass as possible. He snorted and said "Be ready babe, your 48 hours starts at 8 tomorrow! I hope you are all set to have a wild time" I could feel him smirking before the line got disconnected. Is it just me or is it getting hot in here? phew! I asked myself while getting out of the store and fanning my face. I couldn't stop my giddiness now. I can't wait for tomorrow!

He really is a fucking ghost, and he fully plans to do as the dead-woman possessing my mother warned: leave his current vessel to drop dead and rot and move on to his selected, supernaturally strengthened new host… I shiver, eyes on the church doors, and hand never leaving my revolver. “There will be others, like Father Jost and the best of our students, those strongest in faith, to lead this congregation. Remember, brothers and sisters, that death is not the end for those of us who are God’s beloved chosen.” I can straight-up feel that sickening, fake, benevolent smile he no doubt gives as he speaks those words. “We will meet again, whether on this plane, or in paradise. Keep vigilant for t

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She never wanted a big house to survive, A small place in his heart was enough for her to thrive. He never wanted her to be perfect, As for him, she was already his most precious asset. They have fought with darkest nights, With a hope to see a morning full of light, Segregated, they were burning in the fire of hell, Together, they are in heaven's shell. Now, no barrier can keep them apart, As they live in each other's hearts. ~dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.) (15/02/2021-23/06/2021)

Boyoung said as she looked deep into Shawn's eyes. ♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩ Oh, oh, I I hope you're dancing in the sky And I hope you're singing in the angel's choir And I hope the angels know what they have I'll bet it's so nice up in heaven since you arrived So tell me, what do you do up in heaven? Are your days filled with love and light? Is there music? Is there art and adventure? Tell me are you happy? Are you more alive?

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.