Heavens Property Novels & Stories

was finally over. But as she reached the door, she stopped. The cottage didn't have a doorbell. It had a Digital Screen embedded in the wood. The screen flickered to life. It wasn't a message from Julian. It wasn't a message from Hope. It was a Real-Time Stock Ticker. HEAVEN-INDEX: +0.01% PURGATORY-PRIME: STABLE THORNE-SOUL: TRADING SUSPENDED Beneath the ticker, a new line appeared:

“You’re talking about your wife.” “I’m talking about what belongs to me.” Something burned inside me. “She doesn’t belong to you.” Silence came immediately. Brutal. My father watched me as if he were seeing something new. Something interesting. Or perhaps… Something disposable. “I think,” he said slowly, “you’re confusing things.” He stepped closer. Now close enough for there to be no room for error. “Helena entered this house under my name.” A pause. “Through my agreement.” Another.

"The Capital has belonged to the wolves since the first moon rose. You can't own a lease on a graveyard." "On the contrary, Miss Kaima," Mr. Vane said, his voice smooth and devoid of any magical distortion. "The High Council was a very expensive organization to run. They didn't just harvest souls; they borrowed gold. Massive amounts of it. From us. When the Grand Alpha fell and the infrastructure collapsed, the debt defaulted. Legally, the Capital, the Marshes, and even the Northern Peaks are now the property of the **Aethel-Group**."

“No bloody way. You fucking bitch—” I raised my hand. He winced, ducking with his arms while his guards instantly came forward. Blake stood in front of me. “Call your dogs back.” Travis let out a curse before he snorted, “Fucking no. You bring my ex fiancée as your now fiancée, and from all the things I’ve heard, wasn’t the cute little sugarplum I knew, and you think I don’t need protection? By the way, don’t talk to me like your subordinate. I’m still the fucking heir. Just because you held the seat while I was away doesn’t mean it’s yours.”

Andrea asked looking at a couple of documents. “The owner of the property that is interested in helping us has assured me that he wishes to donate us this house on behalf of his mother. She passed away recently. His mother had met Marie through the pastor of her church. Before dying, she talked to her son and asked him to fix things so that her home would become a refuge for needy people who are taking care of by ‘Angels Without Wings’.” “Fantastic!” Andrea exclaimed, but some concerns hit her again. “This is great, but we need money to set up the house, to fix it for these fifty beds. The budget is quite drained. How are we going to do this?”

The rest of the beings nodded in agreement. A regular meeting had been arranged. The greater council of heaven was called upon to discuss issues largely affecting the events of one of the realms. Heaven realm was where celestial beings lived. There existed five realms in total; Heaven realm, Hell realm, Spiritual Realm, Null realm, and Earth realm.

a loud voice boomed. I flinched while Rena patted my back, "is okay, Bareea, it is already time." she said softly. "Where do you think I'll be put?" I asked curiously. "The hell is located in the ground while heaven is in the sky. Hell and heaven have seven divisions. I think you will be put in the seventh heaven because you are one of the most innocent people on earth." she smiled cheekily, "but life was too cruel to take you soon." she mumbled.

We were the heirs of Ouroboros, and this heaven was ours.

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.