More Than A Few Blessings Novels & Stories

I’m thankful that I took a bath earlier. “Who knows, maybe it would become handy in the future? You should be thankful I’m given you that. Many women would kneel just to receive my special gift.” I would just brush off what this philanderer said. If we would analyze things carefully, it was not bad to receive his blessing. Even if someone harmed me, there was a higher chance that I won’t die easily! “I’m very thankful, Your Grace. Uh, it is getting late. I should go to bed now,” I said.

If only I had looked outside…" She scrambled over to my lifeless body, crawling and stumbling as she went. She clutched me tightly in her arms, wailing with gut-wrenching anguish. "I'm sorry! It's my fault! I did this to you. This is all my fault!" Just then, Clara strolled in holding a basket of fruit. "Mom, Dad! We missed out on dinner, so I bought you some fruit. Do you like it?" Dad, however, wore a cold expression as he said, word by word, "You told us Adeline was doing fine these past three years. You said you were in touch with her friends and that she was living a carefree life, eating well, and having fun every day."

The concoction seemed to have made me more sensitive as well. My vision turned blurry as my body heated up once more. A deep flush spread across my skin. I clung to the vine that was wrapped across my chest, staring at it with hazy eyes before asking, "Do you like me, divine god of the tree?" The divine tree rustled its branches as if in approval of my question. I threw myself into it. I thought about all the ways the men had described that made the process more pleasurable as I clung to the vines desperately.

He likes to act tough and argue, but in the end, he always gives us whatever we want. The only exception to that is if he feels like it’s too dangerous. Which apparently is everything I want to do outside of our pack or the surrounding towns. I know that I’m different. On my first birthday, the moon goddess blessed me with a unique mark on my right hip. No one knows exactly what it means. Some people think it’s a prophecy mark, and that I’m destined for some kind of greatness. Other people think the mark and my powers are a blessing for my family’s role in taking down an evil pack.

blythe pleaed “Well people change blythe”sin snapped.I had heard enough my heart and mind ached from this onslaught of emotion. To My luck once again it started pouring down raining. I didn't run for shelter as I should I only let the rain wash away everything. My pain, anger, heartache, and most of all emotions. I yearned to feel numb from everything in this world.

I wandered over to the window, pulling back the curtains to reveal a stunning view of the village below, its lights twinkling beautifully. As I watched the village and its peacefulness I made a short gratitude prayer to the goddess. I turned away from the window, surveying my new surroundings. Everything screamed majestic, royalty. It felt like I was on some sort of vacation. A glance at the big clock on the wall reminded me of the dinner appointment.

No one else deserves it but me. The commotion draws me out of my reverie. I feel my mate lightly rub circles of my back. I immediately, steel all my emotions and flash her the biggest and brightest smile ever. I even ensured that it reaches my eyes. I look around and see that the family of gods had gathered and we're extending pleasantries. I begrudgingly note that they look otherworldly. Such splendor and beauty. I sigh deeply and speak to my mate. "This is such a blessing isn't it darling? We have four deities in our midst. We are such a blessed race."

’ Smiling, the priestess continued as she recited the blessing. “Blessed be your breath; may you breathe deep as you take in power. Blessed be your eyes as they look to the future and the skies. Blessed be your ears as you listen to the world around you and the moon goddess to guide you. Blessed be your tongue as you speak only truth and taste only the sweetness of life. Blessed be your hands as you grasp what the world and moon goddess provide. Blessed be your feet as they carry you through this world and the next.” Stepping back, Imogen handed the infant to Emmeline who held her close.

Going up to his side, I growled, “I'm here.” “Sit,” he stated as he gave me narrowed eyes. “What, Sin? Talk,” I asserted. Sighing, he fiddled with his fingers while gathering his thoughts. Finally, he said softly, “Don't hurt my daughter, Cesan. She's had enough heartbreak in her short life.” Giving him a quizzical look, I snorted. “Are you giving me your blessings to pursue her because I have decided to let her be the one to initiate first. Do you think she fancies me?"

what could possibly go wrong? Moon's blessings, Odessa 🌙✨