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A sharp pain shot through my bones, making me wince and clutch the bed sheets. As the pain grew more intense, I became aware of Elsie’s presence once more, this time her voice soothing like a cool breeze. “It’s alright, Bella. This is the transformation,” she whispered. “It will pass soon, and then you’ll understand. You’ll be stronger, faster, and more powerful than you could have ever imagined. And you’ll be connected to me, forever.”

It felt like she had been in this position before, which made it even worse because she could not contain the pain in her heart. As tears escaped her eyes, Nevea whispered, "I love you." Zach pulled her back to see her face, which had been covered in tears. "I never know you are a crybaby." "That's not the answer I am expecting." "What? Do you want me to say it back?" He asked playfully, making Nevea hit his chest. "I love you. You are my heaven, Nevea. As a demon and evil being, The closest I can feel peace and the beautifulness of heaven is when you are with me. You let me get the sweet taste of heaven." He wiped her tears. "And I only bring hell with me."

‘Thank you,’ I whisper in my mind, praying she can sense my gratitude. Their words wrap around me like a warm blanket, comforting and protective. I know I can endure this. I can heal – and when I do, I'll face whatever new challenges lie ahead. A gentle touch on my forehead startles me, but I quickly recognize the warmth and tenderness of my mother's hand. She strokes my hair, her fingers like a soothing breeze whispering through my mind. "Sol, you're going to be alright," she murmurs softly, the love in her voice a balm to my frayed nerves. "Everyone is alive and well. Some angels sacrificed themselves to save others during the battle, but those you know and care for are safe."

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I am happy but the guilt of hurting this beautiful Innocent angel is eating me day by day. "I promise baby I will do anything JD everything to keep you and mama happy and safe. Dada also promise to get forgiveness from mama even if it takes infinity." Promising this to my princess I kissed her and my woman on there head. At that moment a part of me also thanked god for sending these precious women to me. ******* Hlw beautiful people!! Hope y'all like the chapter. So yeah finally baby is here. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with your comments and stars.

Jacopo announced the first name. Henry stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and replied, “I’m here, my Lord!” “My parents have nominated you, and the Heavenly Path has given its blessings for your appointment as the Heavenly Lord of the First Heaven.” Henry responded immediately, “I will do my best in managing the First Heaven to live up to your expectation.” Jacopo gently waved his hand, and a golden light emerged from his palm, pouring down on Henry. At that moment, Henry’s aura changed and became incredibly mysterious.

Whatever that door was, she had spent a long time pretending it was not there. The Below-Prayer knew better. [Target: Ava Monroe.] [Status: incompatible with mortal life.] "That sounds important," I said. Ava's grip tightened on the crowbar. "I said ignore it." The shelter fire bent inward. People cried out as cold swept across the hall. The Below-Prayer pressed its folded hands to the floor. "Give me the healer, and I will leave your broken god standing." Ava laughed once. Not brave. Bitter.

And in the dark below level three, the girl with no surname and no clan and no standing in the world's brutal accounting of worth pressed her bleeding palms against ancient stone, felt the first real pulse of the Ashen Heaven Scripture settle into her bones like a war cry that had been waiting thirteen years to leave her throat, and understood with the absolute clarity of someone who has finally found the first real weapon they have ever held — that patience was not the same as acceptance, and she had never, not once in thirteen years, accepted any of this. The heavens had planted her here. She was almost ready to grow. ~~~