Heavenly Testimonies Novels & Stories

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

Scene: Three deities talking amongst each other about Ley's most recent discovery. Ley: I have just tested it and I found that Anitos, even us who ascended in an unnatural way, could really hear the pleas and prayers of people. Hana: It's cool. Ley: I know. If my guess is correct, we only hear two types of prayers. Prayers directly mentioning us, or prayers under the scope of, or related to our Gift. Fernando: Oh. Interesting? How is it then? I couldn't try it because my believers are animals.

Moon Goddess, what sort of sick humor did you have? “Useless” A voice whispered as my head shook with the voices returning. I fell to my knees holding my ears tightly trying to somehow contain the whisper’s as the pain radioed throughout my mind. I felt the world-changing again to that bright blinding light as the whispers grew louder and more demanding. “Useless” “Strong” “Fight” I could only make out words every now and then, which was different. Typically when the voices took over I either blacked out or they were like a loud static until the moment passed. Fear entered my heart as the voices seemed to hear my acknowledgment.

Nick moved his hand faster. "Mr Henderson is now using his hand to stimulate me, and his hand is moving faster and tighter than before." Gabriel gasped "He...He's flicking with his tongue again,sucking, and his fingers are stroking my balls, I'm going to come." Gabriel moaned, "Please, Mistress, please may I come?" "Look at me," she said as she stroked her herself with the tail and pulled her nipples. "You may come Mr Swann."

"You have challenged the Most High to a strong battle that he can't refuse. You may not see him but I see him sitting on his large throne and looking at you from the heavens. He is glad that you have mentioned his name. He is happy that you are eager to see him manifest his powers. I want you to know that the being I serve is the creator of the heavens and earth. I want you to know that he is your creator and he has power over you. I want you to know that he has the power to decide whether you will live today or whether you will live tomorrow. I caution you in the name of the father, in the name of the son and in the name of the Holy Spirit. I caution you to speak good of the Lord and desist

Lucifer's wings flickered slightly and this was involuntary. “I don't mean to walk, either,” he said coolly. Allistair crossed his arms. "Then tell me, Mi Alfa. Since you don't do things that don't have a reason, and when you bring up the topic of Heaven, things are either going to die or are already broken," he said. Lucifer looked at him for a long time and then he sighed. A real sigh. Rare and heavy. "Heaven still keeps records," he finally said. "Records even older than Hell. Even older than Luna. Even older than the existing order of the heavens."

I went pale after staring at a mystical figure floating right in front of me that was supposed to exist only in myths until my mind had cleared that I wasn’t dreaming or delusional. Once I calmed down, he told me to rejoice that I was chosen to be his champion. To my surprise, he revealed the existence of other pantheons. Aztecs, Chinese, Norse, Celtic, Egyptians… all of them, including his own, bowed to the absolute highest power: the Supreme God of Heavens.

“Teach me how to pray to the heavens then. I will come out at night to chant the spells while you sleep. You have taught me a lot about white magic, but you have not taught me anything about praying to the heavens.” “When I gave birth to you, you slept for four nights and the people feared that your soul has gone back to the heavens. Now that you have grown up, you hardly sleep for more than four hours. You have enough burden to carry on your shoulders. If I teach you how to pray to the heavens, more responsibilities will come forward your way. That is the tests of the heavens, for whoever believes in the power of the supernatural. I want you to chose your own path by yourself” “Mother. Just

, one of them responded, and they set for their work. “Are we getting ready for the big day?” She asked with her voice laced with concern. “Yes, Miss Stonebridge, we have collated the data from the panel testing of the products we are showcasing; five out of the seven passed the acceptance test”, a young adult on the team affirmed pleasantly. “That is a relief, I will meet up with other department heads this week”, Rissa assured them. She opened her phone and a video of herself and Adrian surfaced from earlier that morning.