Heaven On 7 Novels & Stories

At Heaven Far above, Zadkiel, accompanied by Wrath and his lover Jophiel, arrived amidst the devastation of Heaven itself. The once-pristine spires and radiant gardens were scorched, broken, and trembling under the assault of fallen angels. The celestial light that usually bathed the realm was dimmed by smoke, void, and chaos, and the sound of clashing divine power echoed across the clouds.

“Who this this?!---- “C-chaos…help us.” I heard Heaven’s voice on the other line sobbing. “They here to kill us, help----NO!”

He smirked, leaning down to have his face just a few inches from mine. “Sir please, I am not playing any kind of game with—” “Game?” he asked, his voice lowering an octave as if I sparked an idea in his wicked mind. Chuckling, he took a few strands of my hair, twirling it in his fingers. “…do you know the game, seven minutes in heaven?” “Yes, I do, sir…” hearing that, he pulled away, only to hook me closer by pulling me by my waist. His big hand is feeling me directly under my white top. “Uhm…I don’t think it is appropriate for me to-”

A faint pressure pervaded the air. Compared with the area at lower levels, the seventh-level heaven was obviously smaller, but it was more delicate. It had a radius of several kilometers and was divided into different areas. There were few pedestrians on the streets. Many houses were empty and desolate. Any building within sight was very old, and they were full of the smell of time. Their style was simple and plain, which was popular in the Land of Infinity many years ago. Ding Hao could vaguely feel that in the seventh-level heaven, dozens of extremely powerful auras could be felt even from a distance. They soared into the sky like pillars and dragons, and pervaded in different buildings.

the voice paused like she was thinking "I don't really know whether I will be free" "Ok, when will you be free?" "Venue?" she asked. "Sincity by 7 PM" "Alright; I will be there". "I will be waiting," he said between a smile and the call ended. "Heaven!" he said out loud, still in unbelief and shocked to the bones. Why did she call him today of all days? He questioned himself. He remembered his dream; could it be that the universe trying to tell him something? If Heaven was dead according to his dream; why is she calling him?

A song unknown to me and at the same time, I wanted to record every note with his voice, in a few seconds the music reached its peak and his dark eyes met mine. heaven help me Heaven save me from me I've been losing my religion Headed for collision without you heaven help me Can you save me from me I've been losing my religion Headed for collision without you You gotta do it for yourself No one else can fall to save ya Black and blue they'll cover you

“What?” “You humans call it heaven” He said it so casually. "Heaven?" "Yes, the heaven you know, gods, spirits...the usual. Well, at least, one of the Heavens you know.” He paused and sipped again. “We’ll get to the seven heavens and circles later.” I looked at him in shock, he was too deep in thought to notice me.. this can't be happening..... gods, spirits, what next? Vampires? "Oh don't worry, vampires are completely cool to hang with"

The honesty surged from me like an open wound. “Well, she’s here, love,” he replied, almost cheerfully, “Even Heaven is here too…” Heaven? What was she doing here? Heaven was the youngest of us all, our sister. A constant source of trouble and a headache. “Heaven just graduated from high school,” he explained, a trace of pride in his voice. “It’s too bad the war found us so soon. She wants to fight, but I refuse to let her.” Sixteen-year-old Heaven had always been full of herself, confident and rebellious.

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.

“Blue stays with me…… D” His face turned a violent shade of red. Blue Horizon was his ticket to the dream life. He'd boasted about owning it to everyone, and now he was about to lose it. His fists clenched at his sides. "I'm sure we can wait till after the month's tour", he muttered through gritted teeth. He didn't want to lose out on the revenue from the month's tour. He could barely hide his frustration. Blue Horizon was scheduled for a month-long tour by the president for a campaign. The estimated revenue was in millions.