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After a brief shock, he recomposed himself and replied, “Thank you, Lord Jacopo!” “Heavenly Lord of the Seventh Heaven, Helvius Daniela. “Heavenly Lord of the Eighth Heaven, Silvester Daniela. "Heavenly Lord of the Ninth Heaven, Xandros Tegan. “Heavenly Lord of the Tenth Heaven, Yaraka Xenmour. “Heavenly Lord of the Eleventh Heaven, Qusai Gael. “Heavenly Lord of the Twelfth Heaven, Henrik Declan. “Heavenly Lord of the Thirteenth Heaven, Kallinikos Yoav.

I closed my eyes and leaned forward to kiss her forehead, lingering over her head as I let the smell of her chocolate shampoo calm me. Maybe, by some miracle, I’ll be the father. Not for my ego, but for Isa. She doesn’t need another reminder of what that motherfūcker did to her. I’ve probably never prayed in my life, but right now I’m willing to pray to a stone if it meant it would make a difference. Fūck me. “Per favore Dio,” (Italian: Please God,) I breathed against her stomach as my eyes closed in concentration. *Penelope’s POV*

Dear Reader, Just a short note to inform you that the characters in this book are Italian/Sicilian born, therefore they speak that language. Throughout this book, to make it read more authentically, I have written their speech in Italian and followed it with the English in the brackets. I hope it does not distract you from enjoying my book. CityKim ‘Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the time of our death’ The woman prayed fervently on her knees before the ornate crucifix tears streaming down her face. The Priest watched her sympathetically but made no move towards her or comfort her,

Giovanni raised his head at Bella in an honorable manner. "sono felice di incontrarti finalmente, Bella." (I am delighted to finally meet you, Bella) Bella smiled and spoke in Italian. "Sono felice di incontrarti nel tuo giorno speciale, nonno. Buon compleanno," (I am happy to meet you on your special day, Nonno. Happy Birthday)

“We ask the blessing for then in the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit.” Father showered us with the holy water. Go Father! Shower us with more of that, yeah I want more! So, this guy in front of me would feel the burning fires of hell. He would really melt because of that I’m sure! “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you, husband and wife.” @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title:

¨Benedicendo i meie compagni lupe, sono Kafei Marcello ed e un onore iniziare questo viaggio con te questa sera ho, pregato la dea della luna chiedendole de conciderci tutta láltra meta dele nostre anime in modo che possiamo continuare in questi tempi senza la solitudine di non essere piu accoppiato, spero che se il mio compagno e que stasera,che sara felice con me come un compagno come io saro grato per lui. (Blessings my fellow wolves I am Kafei Marcello and it is an honor to begin this journey with you this evening. I have prayed to the Moon Goddess asking her to grant us all the other half of our souls so that we may continue through these times without the loneliness of being unmated an

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?

Binds. I scream. I endure. I stay. The gods shriek as light flares violently. The fracture seals. The Goddess gasps, strength flooding back unevenly. Not whole. Never whole. She pulls her hand away. And then, slowly, unbelievably She lowers herself fully. She kneels before me. Silence crashes down. The gods freeze. Kieran stares. The child sobs in relief. The Goddess bows her head. “Nova,” she says, voice steady but humbled. “As long as I breathe, I will stand with you.”

Sit modus deam benedicat animabus illorum sub lucem hyacintho luna est scriptor Ut benedicat deam luna est luna, lux hyacintho luna sub meam” (From the deep of the spirit, who has never fallen asleep, do good to me. The spirits of the air were foul and black. It is not a pleasant thing to be kind to me. Passion and thought with the spirit of the anger against the destruction provided that it is them to me. The Spirit of the cold and the frost by the phantoms of crime and vice do good to me. May The moon goddess bless the luna' soul under the light of the blue moons)

Heaven's POV I sat on the toilet seat, blinking slowly, my brain out of focus. Over and over, my mind replayed the words Damien spoke to me. “Nothing that ever comes from you will bother me. In fact, I crave every piece of you. Your blood, your body, your scent. I want all of you. Do you understand, Heaven?” No, I didn't understand. I didn't understand the look of adoration I saw in his eyes during breakfast or the passion he constantly glanced at me with. I didn't understand…him.