More Than A Few Blessings Novels & Stories

A college freshman has been blessed by the goddess of sex ... Introduction: What if you had been given a blessing by a goddess of sex? A blessing that meant that no matter what you did or said, you found yourself in bed with the hottest and sluttiest girls you could imagine? A blessing that meant that you never stopped getting hard, no matter how many times you came?

She takes a deep breath and nods, “Okay, question one; why triplets?” Sol sighs, “That wasn’t my department.” She sighs and nods, “Eliza…” Sol moves towards the bed, and she looks up at him, “Blessings like this come along very rarely.” She raises an eyebrow at him, “Okay, not feeling like a blessing right now. Sorry, but you get my meaning. You have your mates, and they will help you, you know that. But you also have a whole bevy of Gods who will help you as best they can too.” She sighs,

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So how? "I can see you're questioning it. Don't waste your energy; just like you questioning how you got pregnant with two sets of twins and came back to the blessing and the moon goddess, this is just the same thing. There is no answer to explain it, just that it's a blessing." Kellan grips my hand. "Stop overthinking things; if it seems impossible, it likely is, and it's caused by the blessing and such." I nod and relax slightly. "So no more after these four." I don't think I will want more after having four at once.

It made me smile; Is it only my mother who keeps me in check while worshipping? She came toward me while dancing. “For the fullness of his grace, we received one more blessing.” She twirled my body. “What blessing? Mom,” I loved it when she danced like this. She lowered the volume of the speaker. “I got a promotion,” her eyes sparkled up. “Wow, congratulation.” I hugged her. “Yup, he always amazed me with his unexpected blessings. He knows I needed it, and he gave it to me.” Her eyes filled with tears while praising her God.

Callon inclined his head with a gentler poise. "Prosperity is born not only of gold but of goodwill," he continued. "Carry both home with you, Your highnesses, and the roots of what was planted here will flourish." Fenza stepped forward next, the mountain-born elder moving with surprising grace despite her age. She raised a gnarled hand, and in a voice as rough and low as stone carried on wind, she whispered a blessing in the tongue of the high peaks. Though few understood the words, the cadence itself carried weight.

The old lady said to Jade as he took it from her, and came back to standing with us “As we give you guys this bags of fruits you guys will be like this star fruit shining bright amongst your peers, and every bad omen and obstacles in your part will be cleared like the wind, we bless you guys today and in years to come you guys will be ten times richer than you are today, you guys will be like the wind that can never be stopped and your names shall be heard all over the world, I bless you all and may nothing stop this beautiful friendship that you all shared, I cover you all and say be happy and explore the world in its fullness” The granny concluded her blessing and everyone was so happy, “T

This whole situation going onward was not going to be straight-forward. I had to adjust to the fact I had been blessed not only with a second chance mate. Oh no, I had been blessed with three. Or was it even a blessing? Maybe more a curse? I was beginning to think it was with the difficulty it was already causing, and we were not even a full day into discovering this new development. Why could my life not just be simple?

As an outsider, it was difficult for me to chime in. But seeing Madam Shaw like this made me feel uncomfortable. I offered some words of comfort. "Madam Shaw, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and blessings may hide misfortune. Perhaps Miss Shaw is doing well now." "I appreciate your kind words." Madam Shaw clasped her hands together. "I've been doing charity all these years, hoping that heaven will see and bless her more."

I felt liberated. “I don’t know the full details, but I can sense that, apart from this child not being planned, you harbor some kind of resentment towards fatherhood. I don’t have kids, but everyone I know loves them. If you can, try to separate your feelings for the mother and situation from the child. My mama used to say that babies are blessings; so count yourself lucky to be blessed.” “I don’t feel blessed.” I confess. “You will, if you let yourself.”