Heavens Property Novels & Stories

While, Cheche is my personal maid at tinatrato ko na ring parang nakababata kong kapatid. “Pasensya na po, Miss Ada. Tatawagin ko na po si Yaya Luz.” “Please, Che sabihan mo na din na huwag na maglaba at ipaubaya na lang ‘yon sa ibang maids dito sa bahay. Ang dami-daming katulong dito.” “Opo, Miss Ada.” Umalis si Cheche upang tawagin si Yaya Luz. Hindi rin nagtagal at kasunod na niya itong pumasok ng bahay.

"What is it? " he asks finally looking down at me. "Its... What is this? " I finally ask running my fingers over the scar Madre inflicted in me the day I got to the mansion with the hot metal. I watch a bitter smile crawl up his perfect face. "It's a name," he replies, and my brows furrow in confusion. "Name? " I ask. "The bible says we all have stones that would be given to us in heaven after death and on those stones lay our real names. Our heavenly names.

Angus put the phone down with a chuckle. Gabriel sat on Nick's desk and Googled Couvade. "Fucking hell," No, this was Angus playing silly buggers, he'd always had a daft sense of humour, they were still waiting for someone to dig up the realistic skeleton that they had buried under the patio of their student house one Halloween. "Gabe, can we use this computer please, we need to do a school project, and we need to use Google Earth, its easier to see on the big screen."

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.

They would even be able to challenge for the rule of a heaven. But they had been killed off before they had attained this status. They were the only gods of their race, and so they were the only ones that made it out alive. They would have argued that this is why the Asgardians sought them out, but they weren't fools to believe that. Even if they got to the stage of becoming ascenders- all of them- they would be ignorant to challenge the rulers of the first heaven. Maybe they could challenge the 3rd heaven, but not the first or the second. It wasn't because the rulers of the other heavens were weak, far from that. Although the heavens were named in numerical order, it wasn't in order of stre

There was no satisfaction. "Do you see mother? I sit upon this throw that you desired the most. Are you happy? Are you proud?" he said looking at his mother's belongings. Those were the last of her. He wondered what would give him the happiness and satisfaction that he desired so badly. He wanted everylasting power. And if that forest could be conquered, He would have it all. He could not give a reason why, but he wanted to burn those trees down to ashes and let the men know of the power in his hands.

Enzo said. His voice was entirely level. Sable looked at him. “You have been transmitting these proceedings, everything we have done here,” Enzo said. “To a property in the human world two hundred miles south. A property registered under a name that does not appear in any pack record. A property that belonged to Aldous Crane before his death and has been occupied since by someone the Foundation has been protecting through the same placement mechanism that Aldous built.” He paused. “I need you to tell me who is in that property.”

I asked Ash. “And then some land belongs to no one and is free for all to wonder.” He explained to me, but I still couldn’t understand. “Okay, but demons can’t go onto angel territory, or they…” “They burn internally until eventually they go up in flames and die. And vise versa.” “But humans?” “Humans can go onto any of the territories without harm. This was all part of a treaty between the Heavens and the Hells over a thousand years ago.” He added more syrup to his pancakes, and I wondered if all demons had such a sweet tooth.

ALICE “Mr. Kavanagh,” Ted started as we drove to meet the new client, “doesn’t do interviews or photos, so you won’t see his face on a bus bench, but he’s a self-made real estate mogul who specializes in only the highest of the high-end clientele.” “Did he say what kind of space he wanted us to look at redoing for him?”

*Flashback On* In a luxury mansion owned by a young businessman named Kenzo Albert. Kenzo was fiddling with his laptop in his mension study. Currently, he is busy with many stock investments and plans for cooperation in increasing inter-company profits. Kenzo Albert built a company in the field of economics where he provides more products in the needs of society. Such as: food and drink, the latest clothes to weapons, he traded to anyone who wanted to buy it. Actually, Kenzo is more comfortable about sharp weapons but he also has to balance the basic needs of society because right now, his company is superior to other companies.