Heaven Is For Real Audiobook Novels & Stories

Is it summer in heaven? I try to get up from the heavenly soft cloud that I was lying on. My clothes are wet, heavenly dripping wet. Am I sitting on a raining cloud? I look around and see a big OLED screen TV with Sony HTST 5000 music system. People are dying on earth because of hunger and here god is spending in an extravagant way.

King Lucifer said as he shifted the bag on his shoulder. “I thought she was dead?” Maurice asked. I was thankful for the subject change for now as I calmed my nerves with deep breaths. “Ha! Nephew you have much to learn. No, she is dead in the Main Realms sense, but her soul very much lives on in the Celestial Angelic Plane in what mortals call Heaven.” King Lucifer said as I raised an eyebrow. “So, Spirits live on in Heaven?” I asked as I thought they rested. “Yes, for those who wish to, Heaven and Hell share the same concept whatever you think it is it shall be.” King Lucifer explained as he expanded his enormous wings.

ARIA For a second, I honestly thought I died. Everything was white… soft… quiet. “Is this heaven?” I mumbled in my head. “Why is there no welcome team? No trumpets? No golden gate? Where are the angels? Shouldn’t someone be clapping for me for surviving my whole messed-up life?” Or—wait. “Maybe it’s hell,” I whispered. “But where’s the heat? The smoke? The demons?” Instead all I heard was a faint, distant voice. Someone calling a name I couldn’t catch. My head spun. My body felt like it had been boiled then frozen then thrown off a cliff.

“Nobody will want you gone if you behave, okay? You just need to follow your schedule. Do what you came here to do and you’ll be fine.” “No… no…” Heaven loses her voice, and couldn’t hold back her tears, so she breaks down, now embracing Lakri tight and bawling her eyes into the maid’s shoulder. As the voices in her head starts growing louder, Heaven’s tone rises as well with the intent to overshadow that of her whispering demons. But that doesn’t help. Their hurtful words keep dropping, each one more painful than the last. Kill yourself. End it all. No purpose, no life.

“The Forty-Ninth Heaven, including the Greater Realms and the Haleth Realm, must be ruled by us living beings.” His words carried a powerful resonance, captivating the listeners. Quintus erupted into hearty laughter and looked at Quentyn.

He brought the phone to his left ear, cleared his throat and said "Hello" "Hello," a calm female voice from the other end responded. "Please, who am I unto?" "It is me, Heaven" Peter was shocked; his eyes became dim with confusion. That's the last person he was excepting to hear from. "Heaven?" he asked, surprise still in his voice. "Yes. Heaven! Don't you remember me?" "Of course, I do. Am just shocked you called…" "Well, one of us had to be the bigger person"

a loud voice boomed. I flinched while Rena patted my back, "is okay, Bareea, it is already time." she said softly. "Where do you think I'll be put?" I asked curiously. "The hell is located in the ground while heaven is in the sky. Hell and heaven have seven divisions. I think you will be put in the seventh heaven because you are one of the most innocent people on earth." she smiled cheekily, "but life was too cruel to take you soon." she mumbled.

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

he croaked hoarsely, "I would never dare to forge a fake Thousand Feathers Mark..." His frail voice was suddenly swept by a hollow voice that seemed to echo from the distant horizon, "I am Omnipresent, Omnipresence is Me; I have long arrived..." The unearthly voice thundered from nowhere and everywhere, hollow and deep, yet angelic and divine at the same time, ringing in the ears of everyone seated around. The voice resonated strongly with everyone's inner spirits; some male disciples began to writhe and melt, stirring passionately at the beautiful and melodious voice as if the kingdom of Heaven had come.