Heaven Official's Blessing Ita Novels & Stories

One by one we each use the same cloth before Pastor bows his head "Patre Caelesti..." he begins in Latin, but I hear his words in English, "Holy Father...give us your mighty strength and your sacred essence so that we may conquer the unclean demon now residing within our realm." He finishes, raising a hand to his forehead then across his shoulders and down.

(oh my fucking goodness, my prayers have been answered) one of them said. "Oh sì tesoro, le tue preghiere sono state esaudite. Perché sta per scendere" (Oh yeah Honey, your prayers have been answered. Because it's about to go down.) Oneposso abbracciarla?" (Please Sir, Can I hug you?) She asked. I smiled. "Let's get you guys free first, you are going to get every hug you need. Just tell me what I need to know first." I replied with a smile.

I nod and Kian does the same, earning ourselves a satisfied smile from the Priest. "Velsignet være Hella, velsignet være dette ekteskapet. (Blessed be Hella, blessed be this marriage.)" He says aloud and Kian repeats him flawlessly. I stumble a bit over the words, but when I try again, I repeat the sentence without any hiccups.

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 -

PLANNING… The brothers told of everything they saw as the Alphas, Skylar and Aaliyah listened. “Can you draw it out for us?” Aaliyah asked. “We can do better than that.” Skylar said walking behind the men. Adam nodded. Skylar touched his head and uttered a few words in latin “Ostende quid mens viderit. Videant omnes revela.” Translated means show me what the mind has seen. Reveal so that all may see.

“May the heavens welcome our Queen with open arms, my King. Mahji wouldn’t exist without her and our future would be so bleak if she didn’t bless you with a mighty heir and three beautiful female offspring. May the Blessed Ones’ offspring live a long and fruitful existence in the honor of their mother.” The sound of fists banging against chests echoes through the chamber. “Hail to the heavens! We praise and honor you as we praise and salute the fallen. Hail to Our Queen. The Blessed One she was called! To her fated mate, family and species of Mahji may she live long in the memory of the Moon Goddess and stars!” My siblings and Sylvan say in unison.

But GoldMoon just confirmed that she did not bless Hera. “Princess, what did she say?” Buppig asks, having been watching closely trying to follow the conversation from just my side being voiced out loud. “She says that she did not bless Hera.” I say, my eyes never leaving GoldMoon. “That can’t be true, Shield. You laid your forehead against Hera’s. If that’s not a blessing, I don’t know what is.” Buppig says, looking at GoldMoon. She looks at Buppig and I swear she gives him an amused smile.

Her words died as the wind rose. "Happy twenty-first birthday to us," I said. I looked up above Isabell at the sky then lifted my hand with Kira's in it. The wind whipped around us. My voice rose over the wind. "Accept this offering, combined the fracture to make us whole again. Grant us immeasurable power to balance the realms. I plead with the Juno, goddess of life, give us your blessing!" The wind twisted around us, blotting out Isabell and Matei. My body hummed and sang. Light erupted from where our hands touched. The earth shuddered beneath our feet.

he says, making her smile as a single tear rolsl slowly down her cheek. (My beautiful girl, it is my honor. May you and my son be blessed by our goddess for eternity.) 💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨💖✨

I had never been one to enforce my beliefs on anyone, but if it was something that they wanted to do, I would happily teach them the traditions of my people. “Yes please,” said Dante, shutting his eyes tightly. Asher took a few more seconds, shaking his head at Dante's forehead first, before even considering shutting his eyes. “Bless this food, oh, moon goddess.” “Bless the food moon goddess,” they responded. Close enough. “May the water quench our thirst and the foods nurture our growth.” “... nurture our growth.” “And now you can go ahead to eat. Bon appetite,” I said, ripping the bread apart and chewing on it while I scooped up a spoon of tomato soup. It was so perfect that I worried that