Isaiah 40 31 Novels & Stories

" It's going to be tasking from now on, Mira... We both have to be very careful especially you as almost all odds are against us. " " But the Lord is on our side, right? " Mira whispered with a sweet smile. Her words were like the reminders he craved for as, He automatically relaxed hearing her words. " Oh yeah... " " Recall what was said in Isaiah? When thou passeth through the waters, I'll be with thee and through the fire you shall not be devoured. " " Hm... " Silence reigned between the duo for minutes until Joseph spoke up. " What was the first thing you thought when my mom and Vera approached you the other day? " He inquired carefully.

We have lived in harmony with other species for just as long, and our bond with each other has grown stronger. Isaiah is now four, and a whirlwind of energy. He is a big brother to Gabriel and Elise. They are three and one. I told Elijah I don’t want any more children, to which he replied I had to tell the Moon Goddess. If she decides to bless us a fourth time, I will be going to her world and smack her! Grandmother or not, I don’t want any more children, and so far she has listened. It also helps that we are using protection.

, Isaiah called out which brought her back to reality. "Uh-mm...sorry...I..I..I...was just thinking...", Isabella stuttered as she slowly came back to her senses. "M mm... thinking about me?", Isaiah asked. "Stop acting so full of yourself Isai '', Isabella teased. "Finally Isa my love, you found a pet name for me", Isaiah said calmly and Isabella fell back on her medium size bed with the phone still placed on her ear and her brown eyes staring up at the ceiling . "Stop acting as if i never called you Isai before, I always call you Isai almost every time Incase you forgot"

Isaiah "I've been thinking about this all day," I growled, burying my face in Zella's neck and grazing my teeth over her soft, lovely skin. She shuddered, leaning further into me. I hadn't seen her all day, and I was starving. Terribly, madly starved for her. "Isaiah," She called breathlessly as my hands ripped open her shirt. "Can I ask you something?" "Later." I nipped at her collarbone. "I have more important things to do with my mouth right now."

She turned and saw a writing on the wall. "What the hell?” She asked. The others who were on the floor with her saw her stop and they all looked to where she was looking. "That wasn't there five minutes ago,” one of the techs said. "What does it say?” Another asked. She was looking at the symbols when it clicked. She knew what it said. "It says 'I am the creator, the bringer of light and darkness. The creator of evil. I am the Lord.' It is a form of Isaiah 45:7,” she said as she looked again.