Heaven Testimony Novels & Stories

“I can sense the connection. There may have been years of distance between us, but I’m still your father, Heaven.” “I will leave you two to talk,” Zeedar notes almost quietly. Then, as Heaven’s father turns to look at him again, he flashes a small smile. “A pleasure meeting you, Mr. Don.” Don nods as he accepts Zeedar’s handshake. “The pleasure is mine.” Zeedar leaves the hall. Now it’s just Heaven and her father. “Come here,” Heaven says, bringing the man to sit on the platform steps with her. “How… how is this possible, Dad? I saw you with my own eyes; I saw you dying.”

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."

Summum gave Jennifer her hand. “All you have to do is take my hand and it will all be yours,” Jennifer slowly reached out her hand and just as she was about to take Summum’s hand, the Supreme heard a whisper; a whisper of her name coming from Verum. He was calling out to her, inviting her to heaven for a discourse. “Hold that thought, child,” Summum said and pulled her hand away just before Jennifer could touch it, “I’ll be right back.” With that, Summum disappeared from Jennifer’s apartment, leaving her to wonder what had happened. The Supreme ascended into heaven in a ball of light and appeared right outside heaven’s gate in next to no time.

The System, for once, offers nothing. The mountain-peak banners of the Heavenly Ascension Sect snap in the wind overhead, silver against grey sky, and the afternoon trials are just beginning. ~~~

I looked up at the glassed chambers and the colors and the image of Christ. And it was then i muttered the first words, calling his name. “Our father—” I cupped my chin to close my eyes. “My father, who is in heaven. Hear me, O Lord” And a heavy breath made it’s way out of me. To be continued...

He looked at the burning mark on his palm — now shaped like a sword. “I think we were born because of them.” Outside, voices rose in a stadium across town. A popular influencer turned evangelist led a crowd in declarations of wealth and dominance. Cameras flashed. The gospel was drowned in hashtags. But far above, in a place no drone could reach, the heavens trembled. A voice thundered across realms. “Let the false fire fall. Let the remnant rise.” The blueprint glowed. And somewhere in the dark, a hidden intercessor whispered one phrase into the night:

Soon, I realized no one was sitting near me. Then the unthinkable happens. We all stand for benediction, and Pastor Chauffee says, "We had a powerful deliverance happen here the other day. Elder Donovan. Will you and Sister Ajay come and share your testimony?" With the look of death, I squint Donovan's way, but he's grinning with an outstretched hand. Winnie sprints out of the kitchen to the front of the stage and motions to Pastor from under the pulpit.

"I'm not restructuring my ministry because you have some concern you won't explain." "I have some concern," he said, very levelly, "that you're walking around this city like God put a shield on you that makes you immune to the actual physics of Haloshul, and you're going to learn that He didn't in a way that's going to be very permanent." "My faith—"

I'm living in heaven today. But, little I didn't know I am going to face hell soon. ************************************** Precap - The fashion show stared and the models walked on the ramp one after the other. It's my time to walk on the stage now. I close my eyes."Mom, today is the day I'm going to fulfill your dreams and wishes. Bless me, mom!" I prayed silently, take a deep breath. How is it? Storm is approaching their lives. Any guess? Stay tuned to know what's that!

They were still contemplating it when the doctor came out; he hesitantly delivered the newsletter of the tragic demise of Mariah. Stella fainted on the spot. It could never be true; her best friend couldn't be dead; she desperately wished for a miracle that never happened, and even when she woke up, Mariah was still very dead. She cried her eyes out with the memories of the good times they had shared. A few minutes later, Abraham joined them at the hospital as the news of Mariah and her husband's death spread around town; Abraham’s aged eyes had sunken. Obviously, he had cried a lot, but he pretended to be okay just to console Stella, who was still in disbelief.