My Grandfather's Blessings Novels & Stories

Sophia insisted and Stan ordered “Get out of my room!” “Grandfather is dying…he wishes for a great grandson and I told him he has one. I told him my baby lived, he didn't die. I just want him to receive his great grandfather's blessings, that's all. Then I will bring him back. How can I watch grandfather die without his wishes being done. I have suffered a lot, Stan and grandfather stood by him. He was the only one who believed that I was not a promiscuous woman, that I didn't sleep with a man willingly.

Even when it seems easier to shut people out. You are capable of greatness beyond my comprehension, and I know you will leave a legacy that outshines any wealth or power I could have given you. Remember, I am proud of you, and I always will be. With all the love I failed to show you in life, Your Grandfather ---

I lace my fingers with Hermione’s and voice my appreciation to everyone present. "Today is a massive blessing for me. I wouldn’t be here if not for the sacrifice of my adoptive grandmother, the late shaman. May her soul rest in eternal peace." Everyone murmurs the prayer in unison. "Dad, Hermione, Noah, Jordan, Kash—I am so grateful to all of you for the love, the support, and your steadfast loyalty. Thank you." I raise a glass to the group. "Cheers to many more years of health, wealth, and celebration."

“So, please give us your blessings.” His grandfather didn’t speak for some seconds as if shaken by the information. And then his heavy sighs resounded through the phone’s speaker. “You must have been specially blessed by the heavens. I will warn you one last time, Grandson. Never break her heart again.” “I promise,” Theo said, his eyes traveling to me, the sincerity in them transparent. “The day I break her heart again will be the day I stop being a Wellington. You’re free to disown me if I ever do that, Grandpa.”

Truth to be told, he was older than me, in his late fifties but still, younger than my Dad. “Amen, Amen, Amen! All that I have is by the grace of the Most High Lord. Blessed be His great name! Blessed be the God of heaven!” Always. He was always this humble and never ceased to bless the Lord and the Lord answered him or else who is this lucky to have a child in such advanced age? The Lord’s eyes look around the world in search of such people.

The next seconds, her fire was kind of absorbed by him. “That’s his family’s True Blessing?” Sierra asked Walter. The strategist nodded, “It’s a scary thing, it could suck your power then re-release it as his own.” Sierra pondered as she recalled her first encounter with the man. “Gray will be fine,” She confidently said. “His Blessing is a defensive power. I don’t think it’s going to be the issue.” “Let’s just pray for the best,” Walter nodded. The fight continued as Bealaris army marched forward. Gray with his own troops also ran forward to enter the battlefield. The fight was vicious; blessings were summoned at every place while the mages tried to dispel it quickly and the soldiers fought

he said. "Mom..." Jonathan's face furrowed on seeing his mother. Obvious that he wasn't aware of the visit. "What are you guys doing here? After how many years father?" "Don't act like I abandoned you kid. Your grandfather took care of you all this while. " I nodded. "I don't hold any grudges against you father. But I will appreciate if you just go... I have work to do " "Your grandfather said you are getting married so we came to give you our blessings "

"I thought this day would never come." "Rosa…" "Let me speak." She squeezed my hand. "Seeing you today, like this, with this incredible woman, with these girls on the way… I couldn't be happier. Your grandfather is watching from up there, and he must be crying too." I looked at the sky, thinking of the old man. Of my father. Of all who had passed. "Thank you, Rosa. For never giving up on me." "I'll never give up on you, my grandson. Never."

My mom insisted. I quietly watched them while holding onto Rey's hand, and I saw Anders walk over to my grandfather and bow, "You're welcome, Dad. Please do come in and rest." My grandfather finally smiled and said, "Okay, I will." Turning to look at me and Rey, he said, "Zander, Rey, thank you both so much. I will never forget this." My mom stared at me and Rey and asked, "Zander, you decided to bring him for my sake?"

Some asked me how I was doing, and I replied that everything was fine on my end. Mom and Dad prepared a grand feast for me. They stayed home for a couple of extra days before leaving for their work again. From that day on, a mountain of gifts would appear at my front door daily. They were all sent by Joseph. Frustrated beyond belief, I threw all of them away. I wondered if Joseph didn't understand what I told him. All he had to do was leave me alone. I would shine like a star in this life, and didn't want to get involved with useless people. Perhaps realizing that I was throwing them away, Joseph eventually stopped sending the gifts.