Heaven Is For Real Audiobook の小説・ストーリー

" Tanya. Once in the past, that name would have dragged me down into an endless abyss, but now, looking at it didn't cause even the slightest discord in my heart. That was another life, lived by another person. In the room was a fireplace, burning bright. I stepped over and tossed the entire stack in—papers, journal, everything. The papers curled in the embers, blackening and turning to dust and ash, along with everything contained within—the love, the hate, and the regret, none of that had to do with me anymore. Then, the door was pushed open, and Steven walked in. He was especially handsome today, and even his English seemed particularly fluent. "Are you ready, my love?" He extended his ha

They said. Inside the dream, "So this is heaven?" Georgia asked herself. From afar, she saw angels singing, and a mansion of Gold. Everything from it are shining. "So this is the heaven according to the Bible?" Georgia said. She never read the whole book but she knows something about it. Then she looked around. She was actually standing at the gates of heaven. It was so high and so big. "How can I enter in this gate?" She asked herself. "Nevermind." She strode walked to it. Then someone stopped her. "Where's your pass?" A person asked. He appeared suddenly in front of the Golden Gate. "My pass?" She asked herself. "Yes your pass." That person asked. He was shining and wore a white robe. He i

Everyone smiled at Benny, awaiting his response. “Ha-ha," Benny phased the tense atmosphere, "at least I’m living a good life.” “Oh really, you think heaven will welcome you as its citizen.” Alan asked sarcastically. “I live to please God, so yes, heaven will embrace me with open arms.” “Suit yourself Benny, all I know is there’s no God, it's only a religious sham." “Oh He exists.” A gusty female voice spoke from a corner, alerting the men on their feet as they drew their swords.

I wanted to go back down and start living again but I am stuck here for a longer time. “Wait! My rebirth order is cancelled?”, I asked but the king was already gone. The higher authorities looked at me but ignored my question. I was exasperated. “Shall we go?”, suddenly a soothing voice got me out of my thoughts. I turned to see prince Ethan standing and pointing towards the doors. I blushed and nodded. Way to go, Macy, embarrass yourself more. He laughed and led the way and I followed like a pup. We entered another big door and the next moment I was in the real heaven. There were books all around. Why would heaven need a library with a JK Rowling section, I wondered looking at the shelf rig

she said, shaking her head. Heaven shrugged and picked up her whiskey glass, twirling the liquid before taking a small sip. "So, who is this husband of yours? What’s his name?" "It’s Tavian Crowne." Heaven, who had been mid-sip, suddenly choked. She began to cough violently, slamming the glass down and tapping her chest repeatedly to catch her breath. Worried, Isabella started to stand up, but Heaven stopped her with a wave of her hand. "Tavian Crowne? Do you know what you’re saying?" Heaven gasped.

I executed a mid-roll and landed a forceful kick squarely on his jaw. “I watch her breathe, I see her smile, I drown in her those tiny and innocent giggles, my-my stomach goes on a rampage when I see her frown, I make her worries mine,” our bodies made contact with the ground, but the distinction lay in the fact that I was standing while he remained down, dead, limp and dead. “If this is not, then what is heaven?” Is heaven greater than the euphoria of falling headlong for someone? Is heaven superior to the ability to mirror their smile with one’s own? What is heaven?

The man in front of him looked around thirty something and was dressed to perfection in white clothes. “Do you know where I might get some clothes around here?” he said and his voice sounded queer to his own ears. Even if he didn’t remember anything. “You look lost. You’ve no memories of your past life, right?” “Past life,” he repeated. Hell what had he got himself into? “What do you mean? Where am I?” he growled angrily at the man in front of him even if he knew it was futile. “Well, you are in Heaven.” Time stood still as he finally realized he was dead. Dead to the earth and had reached the seven skies.

I am about to do what I have never thought I’d ever be doing. I know my ancestors in the heavens are running to a nearby bookstall to buy an encyclopaedia so they can search for appropriate profanities and CURSE. Do they have book stalls in Heaven? Ella asks me incredulously. They must! If they don’t… ‘And you mean?’ Ibhaan shifts closer if that’s even possible. I do not fail to notice the drop in his voice. I can feel his heart beating, the harsh intake of his breath and a stirring baby in the southern region.

“Then why are you wondering the earth, aimlessly?” “Because;” she smiled, “Heaven isn’t ready to open its doors. Not until He opens the seventh seal.” The knowledge that Ava learned had caused her to stumble back onto the stone tomb behind her. She was having a hard time breathing after the realization had hit her. Heaven was not ready to open its doors. As she looked around, she had a feeling that those doors would be able to open soon. If she had to judge by several spirits that she was able to see.

My spirit tells me to open my eyes but they are too heavy, I may have heard the gunshots but I have not felt it, maybe because I am in too much pain that I could no longer feel pain again. It takes a minute to realize my body being shook like a tiny mouse, I hear my name, it is like a whisper. The voice is familiar, dark and intoxicating. Now I want to open my eyes, the first thing I see is a body on the ground. I recognize those heels, they were the last things I saw before closing my eyes. I feel my body being lifted up. I am finally going to Heaven, the lord has called me. It's about time he did, I have suffered enough. The white skies I see give me hope, I am going to a better place. I s