Little Heaven Novel Novels & Stories

She alone remained there, My little swallow, And I'm here in this foreign land. I miss her day and night. Sorrow, sorrow for that girl, For green Forterein; Sorrow, sorrow, heart is crying, I will see her no more. Wine, wine, give me wine! And when I die bury me In green Forterein, By my dear girl. By my dear family. The crowd cheered, more and more of them came. “We want that new one!” the crowd reacted even more. “One…two…three…” Aster counted until the song started:

SEVEN I had my first nightmare that night, of me kneeling at the feet of the good Reverend Alistair McIlvian in that clearing while he reached to the heavens and prayed in a booming voice . . . . BOW DOWN BEFORE HIM, YE FALLEN ONES, SEEK SUPPLICATION AT THE DREAD FEET OF HE WHOSE CEASELESS ROARING ALWAYS AND FOREVER FILLS THE VOID BEYOND THE GATE, FILLS THE TIMELESS SKIES! HIS MIGHT TEARETH THE FOREST AND CRUSHETH THE CITIES, hear THEN HIS VOICE IN THE DARKNESS, ANSWER HIS CALL WITH THINE WHOLE HEART, OPEN YE HEARTS TO BE MADE OVER INTO HIS IMAGE, THE YELLOW KING OF YELLOW SKIES . . .

“I want to sit in the middle of the priestess she squealed.” The Luna, Hannah, “Is that alright your High Priestess? I apologize for Roe’s manners.” She looked over at Roe who barely even acknowledged she was in trouble and kept smiling. “Yes, of course.” I snickered in my head at how much the High Priestess hated any sort of children's antics and knew it must be boiling her to enjoy this.

she said, “Hide it well, I will work on the legal side, you focus on staying safe, go underground for a few days, Liam and I will coordinate from here.” I agreed and ended the call, going underground meant no office, no Mr. Havisham’s demands for a while, but it also meant no money coming in, I used the last of my savings to pay for the motel and some food, the days blurred together as I stayed inside. I watched the news on my laptop, more stories came out, people posted old photos of me and Chloe, they said I betrayed my best friend for money and power, the comments hurt the most, strangers called me names I never deserved.

she whispered the tears suddenly rolling down her cheeks. Nick was astounded, this woman, almost strangled, and all she could think about was living the high life, and being surrounded by beautiful things. He looked around this room, and it was entirely different from the hallway. This room was light, the vast windows letting all the light in, the sunlight glinting on the gilt-framed paintings, shining on the gold of the ornaments on the marble mantelpiece. That ridiculous statement was too much for Nick. He was about to lose his temper. He leaned over Rene, barely an inch from her nose and beginning in a whisper he ended in a roar.

Elena's POV I stirred in my sleep and felt something very soft under me. It felt like I am sleeping on clouds, so soft and comfortable. I don't want to wake up. I snuggled more into the clouds to feel heaven. But then I realized that I am not into heaven but in hell. I opened my eyes to see the devil sitting on the couch with a cigarette in between his fingers. His expressions were neutral and his eyes were unreadable as always. He was looking at nothing in particular. It seems like he is planning the murder of someone.

I miss you, mom and I love you. ************************************************************* Author's Note. Hi friends, Here is the final chapter of Love Like Heaven, and with that, my second story has come to an end. I hoped you all like it. I want to thank each and every one of you who took the time out to read my story.

One of them was thrown across the space, crashing into a jagged structure before laughing like it was part of the conversation. Kaelith smirked. “Relax,” he muttered. “You’re both terrible anyway.” Neither of them listened. The space shifted. Not with order. But with force. The presence that followed was different from Heaven. Not silent. Not clean. But undeniable. The ruler of Hell had arrived. And slowly, the chaos settled. Not completely. But enough. “Listen.” The voice cut through everything. No one ignored it. “The Creator has spoken.” A few devils scoffed.

She seemed lost as her fingers flew over the keys like a single cloud alone in the sky She looked up and smiled at me, making my heart leap out of my chest. "Why are you up so late?" I questioned. Gabriella sighed, she turned to face the piano. "I couldn't sleep." She whispered as her fingers moved with grace, not playing but caressing the piano keys. I looked out the window. The sky was tar-black, A tinkling sound came to our ears as the first pearls of rain splashed onto the window. "Sit with me." Gabriella uttered.