Little Heaven Novel Novels & Stories

she queried Claire, and the lady could only wave her hand, in denial of what happened. “Just don’t mind it, Ma’am, where should I go by the way?” She was apologetic, even though deep inside, she was angered. Why does she have to go through all of these hardships? In her past life, she never had a decent job and just hopped from one hobby to another, not caring for the expenses. However, in this novel’s setting, she is destined to experience famine and poverty before reaching the highest peak, becoming the wife of Azrael Execroz.

The only thing that he could say was, what the hell is wrong with these people? Max can disagree with anything that he was overhearing at the moment; however, he wasn't going to agree or disagree with anything vocal Deanna was within hearing distance, and this was her family. “I honestly have no clue what is wrong with these people. I got the best part of it, though.” Max said as he turned back and then steadied himself to go back down into the basement. He didn't need to do with these people or this basement. Instead going to the room that he knew had frightened the other men, he walked into the room that had been next to that he had cleared. The room that was in the middle was a lot bigger

Her eyes quivered opened, and shut immediately as a bright light burned her sensitive eyes, where was she? she squinted, heaven? very unlikely, couldn't be heaven, she lay still waiting for the first bout of hot larva on her skin, or was it, soul? when it didn't come, she waited for the wailing and gnashing of teeth she was always told sinners suffered after death. when the quietness and illumination persisted, she thought surprised, maybe she did make heaven after all. she almost laughed in disbelief.

She ended the phone before he could respond and even though it didn’t last long, Lucas's eyes held a dreamy look as he couldn’t help the smile forming on his lips. Dinner was unusually quiet as Reginald stole glances at his son, he was unusually happy and grinning to himself, the chefs came into the dining room for a change of meal and as the cheesecake gently met the table, Lucas couldn’t resist the urge to sigh. It had a beautiful yellow color and its aroma was enticing which made his mouth water, he stared at the cake as his thoughts wandered off to Clarrissa, he imagined her in yellow, she would look radiating in it and illuminate anything and everyone in her way. She always had a hoodie

The cellar was dimly lit, damp, and cold—the kind of place that swallowed sound and made men shiver long before fear touched them… some said that it was a nightmare, hell if you’d like to call it. But they should not be afraid of the place, not really. I was the real terror. In here I was judge and executioner and there was none that made it here that did not pay for their sins. I smirked when I saw his state. He was stripped of all his clothes, beaten, battered and bloody until he was passed out…. My men had done a good job already. I glared at his naked state, he looked exactly like what he was… scum “Wake him” I nodded to Graham.

I paid the Bellmans' debt, kept Gregory's house out of foreclosure, hired doctors for Helen, and sent Lila to a school she never could have entered on her own. When Ethan got engaged to me, people said he was lucky. A clerk had found a woman who could carry him. I didn't care. I thought gratitude could turn into love. Money only feeds people until their appetite doubles. The night before the flight, Helen called from the dining room, "Rosalyn, where's dinner? Bianca and her parents are hungry." I was in the living room checking the port accounts. Pier Seventeen had cleared eighty-seven thousand that month. Ethan's paycheck wouldn't cover one docking fee.

Plus, I not interested in her grovel in the first place. “Getting down on all fours naked,” she said, “is a small price to pay to make Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare known to the world over as the most disgusting man alive.” “Your pride is the only thing here that’s cheap.” “But I’d be keeping just my stockings on,” she added. “You say that like a punchline to wrap this up, but I’m not into weird stuff.” “And by stockings, I mean fishnets stockings.” “Getting more extreme doesn’t change a thing...”

Two days later... Slowly Faith's eyes fluttered open. There was a dull throb in her stomach, but apart from that, she felt normal. All she could see was white, white, white, the image not clearing even as she blinked. Was she in heaven? It was more likely to be hell, considering what she had done the past week. It was funny... she assumed it would have been hotter, or at the least dirtier... "Faith... Faith..." A quiet voice called out, sounding like it was under water.

*** *Present Moment* Diane woke up with a jolt, it was the same dream, the usual one she had always had all her life. The dream felt so real that she ended up in a pool of her own sweat every time. Those flames rising in the air, the man in black who had held her hand and smiled warmly at her. The orphanage was a place she had despised so much, but she had ended up there thanks to her incompetent parents, whom she barely remembered, and the stranger who had taken her there. She had grown up with so much resentment towards everyone else who had a perfect family life.

Heaven’s POV I want to go home. The thought circles my mind like a broken record, repeating so often it’s worn thin. I don’t know where here is exactly—only that it’s quiet. I’ve been stuck here for weeks. At first, I thought I was just dreaming. But... this is no dream. It's more of a nightmare. I keep reliving the same cruel scene. Over and over again. >>>>>>>> The bathroom is cold. I’m sitting in the cubicle, my feet barely touching the floor, my hands are clenched so tightly in my lap that my nails bite into my skin.