Novel & Cerita Imagine Heaven Book Reviews

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.

Thus, feeling this unexpected ambiance makes her anticipate the good things in life again. But sucks? I did awful things when I am alive so why am I in heaven? Why am I in such a place as peaceful and calm as this? Or this could be hell trying to conceal its ruthlessness? Maybe it was hell after all. Maybe the devil's trying to play with me. Maiden began to think of all possibilities on how she has reached this place. She could not imagine being in heaven as well, as she knew she was no saint. She did what every greedy, vengeful mankind did to their foe, so she wasn't positive about being in heaven.

We will mend its ways. We will repair this place and make it better someday. For the lure of heaven is strong. There is peace with God. But my heart says even a child is enough innocent and can replace my need to repeat a God. I know what I mean. I see no space for my thoughts today. But tomorrow on earth, they will stay as heard in many ways, in several ways. Amen. You know the joy of being in heaven, and they kill self in any way. Why heaven we couldn’t serve them here? Why had they to look above to an abstract place? Why not here?

Evelyn said, getting up. Without many better options I did as she said. The more I looked around the room it was just bizarre. I felt oddly calm and relaxed. Right now I should be freaking out more than I ever had in my life. But I just didn’t truly feel the weight of it all right now. “Here we go,” she said, handing me a booklet. “The Sky Light, a haven right here on Earth.” I flipped through the pages to see magnificent waterfalls, mountains and streams. Valleys with green pastures and animals all around.

"No, this isn't heaven." The fog thickened, curling around my legs. The air was thick — heavy enough that even my breath sounded distant. "Maybe…" I said quietly, "maybe this is hell." But hell, according to every frightened priest I'd ever met, was fire and lava and torment — endless screams echoing through caverns of flame. There was none of that here. No heat, no screams. Just a strange, haunting stillness. I exhaled sharply. "Too beautiful for hell," I said under my breath. "And too ugly for heaven."

Wherein the words echo like an eerie wonder unto his mind that’s making him shiver in excitement to where he sits as it rings, while he reads. “Death, rebirth, reincarnation, and life. How cliché, yet the only living truth of this world. Time, space, and dimension. The existence of things that no one seems to dig deep incomprehension with. Heaven and Hell, are two worlds that do exist, yet somehow do not. The God and the Devil, just which is which among the game of chess and the very principle of Yin and Yang?” Flipping the pages and perfectly stopping unto that certain page. He reads his life and the very loop of his future and the seventh wherein and will always be marking the significance

“He became the mind of an underground organization formed to lure people who possesses the eye of the devil which could open the doors to hell.” Scott halted at the last sentence of the first page. For a brief moment, his mind seems to have crossed a different path, urging his hands to fan the pages towards the latter and what he discovered next froze him at one point when he confirmed his thoughts. “The man now stares at the book to where his life story has been written, failing to notice the creature looming above him…”

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

Though father says I blacked out the trauma to preserve my innocence, and my very sanity… I start from the beginning of the book and read over it once again, trying to remember it, no matter what the cost. ‘In a humble abode was born a child, fair of face and wise beyond his years. His father was a righteous and learned man, yet the Lord moved him to put aside his pride and listen to the council of his most blessed son, for the voice of a child would reveal to them the path to paradise. The boy was christened Christian, in likeness with his creator, and much favor did he curry as he grew to lead his flock. The devil watched on most displeased, and he said to the Lord ‘Your vessel is spoiled

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -