Heaven 24/7 Novels & Stories

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

She got up in a rush from their king-size bed and looked at the time. The time was 1: 00 am. “Today is the 2nd day of July 2019. Game on, Brother. Game on, F-ing Moon goddess!.” “Why are you speaking to yourself, my beautiful vixen?”. Salvatore inquired, yawning and putting his curling midnight hair in place. Velda stood by their large window staring outside at the full moon, she felt the moon mocking her. A single tear fell from her eyes. Salvatore rushed over to her, hugging her from behind. He kissed her red hair, adjusted her luscious hair from the nape of her neck, breathed on it, and gave her light kisses on the neck to the collar bone.

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -

(Aubrey’s P.O.V.) We over sleep which means I arrive at the Ministry of Females an hour late. The Grand Fertility Forum is practically ready and there is nothing else for me to do. I look around the Forum astonished with how it looks, I have to say that the Bearers did a spectacular job and the place looks incredible. The party will start at noon when the Matrons are going to summon Mother Constance to the Forum under a false pretext and then we all will give her the surprise.

Not 177 days. 24 hours until two hundred enhanced children were activated simultaneously. 24 hours until the world changed forever. 24 hours to save them all. Or lose everything.

New York. Xavier's Penthouse. Monday. 7:42 PM ​By the time she came out of the room, the silence of the penthouse had transformed. It was no longer the charged, electric quiet of their confrontation from three hours ago; it was the hollow, heavy silence of a space that had been vacated.

The System, for once, offers nothing. The mountain-peak banners of the Heavenly Ascension Sect snap in the wind overhead, silver against grey sky, and the afternoon trials are just beginning. ~~~

Barely breathing, heart stammering in my chest. And then, just as I thought he’d turn smug again, his expression shifted. Softer. “You’re my heaven, Skye,” he murmured. “Even if being with me feels like hell.”