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My neighbour drowned and a lot of people who I spoke with online have been lost. I have to admit, I'm bitter about that. But I could never hate Am-Heh. His reasoning was skewed and his inability to process emotion made it worse. I blame Babi. Wretched ape. And it pains me he still has his consciousness. I have not heard anything more from Shu or Atum. But the Gods are not pulling the strings. A few things that could be deemed miracles have happened, but that would not be their doing, it isn't their world anymore.

“Hand over the drive.” Sarah smiled. “This? Just some personal files. Nothing you need to worry about.” Elena moved beside Damian. “We know Theo sent you here. We know about the payments. We know you ordered the black roses.” Sarah’s smile faltered for half a second, then returned sharper. “You think you have it all figured out. But you still do not know the best part.” She tossed the USB drive onto the table between them. “Go ahead. Open it.” Damian picked it up and plugged it into the laptop on the table. The screen filled with a folder labeled “Horizon – Final Creative.”

You’d notice that Nefret’s middle name is June, kept after her grandmother. That’s it! Thanks for reading 😊 .... Books to read after THE LONELY GOD:- 1. MADE FOR HIM (spin-off of Haestus and Lyco) It was the height of witch-hunting. Kiara and Orabelle were two witches running for their lives, but one day when Orabelle is taken away by the wolves, Kiara doesn’t have any choice but to break into Zaeris (the land of wolves) to rescue her friend. But she is bewildered to find Orabelle mated with one of the powerful wolves there.

Nysera: The Goddess of Secrets Volume I - The Forgotten Goddess Chapter 8: Memories That Were Never Mine. ​The chaos of the courtyard fell away, replaced by the heavy, echoing quiet of the isolation cells where the temple guards had dragged her. The iron door had slammed shut with a deafening, final clang, leaving her in a pitch-black tomb beneath the temple floor. Nysera sat in the dark, her knees pressed tightly against her chest, shivering as the damp chill of the stone seeped through her thin tunic. But the physical cold was nothing compared to the fire in her mind; her soul reeled from the sudden, catastrophic awakening of her true divinity.

Behind her, Below-Prayer opened wider. Divine names peeled from the little shrines under the freeway and flew into its mouth like moths. The Well Spirit shrieked. The Stove God cursed in three dialects. The system gave me an option so bright it hurt to see. [Total seizure authorized under wartime necessity.] [Targets: all dead contracts, Daniel Hart, minor gods in collapse radius.] [Projected result: Underworld Court rank increase.]

“…Then what was the other meaning?” “The opposite of ‘Satan’— instead of opposing the God of Creation… You— will become the guiding light under the God of Creation’s fate. If it’s you, brat— I’m sure there’s one day you would unite the world under his guidance. Not even something like the Celestial gods and apostles could stop you from doing so.”

Every time she read he couldn’t help but wonder why the gods would drop such a child in their midst through their queen, several times he had gone to the priests and to the seers in the village who at the very beginning had been concerned too but none of them had any answer, none of them understood the way of the gods unless it was revealed to them and in this the gods were silent. “C-can I go now, sir?” Garius started to answer when a cry rent the air, at first it sounded like a sound of pain but as he listened closely it sounded like people were hailing and shouting praises. He frowned, for years there had been nothing worth hailing for so what was all the commotion about? Cleopoda frowned

"Oh, you need my spiritual counsel. You caught me at the right time my son. Take a hit first and feel the healing power of God." "Sure Brother," said Zeke as took a long drag. He exhaled and smiled. "This is good stuff Brother, better than the one I had when I first got here." "Like it? This is a new sativa strain I developed. This will enable you to open up all of your senses and feel one with the higher power. I call this the Touch of God." "Wow. I'm starting to feel it now Brother Bart." "How can I help you my son?"

He brows cocked as he prowled menacingly towards me, darkness surged behind his face. It took every ounce of strength in me not to step backwards. “Tell your papa to pay back the money he owes the Bratva. All else….” I parted my lips, my eyes blinking rapidly as I cut into his words. “Or else?” He chuckled. One devoid of any empathy, emotions or whatsoever. It was the most soulless chuckle I have ever heard my whole life. “His head would be the first thing you would wake up to see in a week's time.”