Odb Devotional Novels & Stories

He just held her like that until she was calmer. “I couldn’t help but notice sweetheart, how chummy you seemed to be with Fr. Abe. “ Not wanting to hide secrets from him, she mentioned nonchalantly “Well there might have been a time we thought we were for each other until God intervened. He found his calling one time when we were traveling to a small community for our immersion. He was very calm and at peace when he told me that he felt we were not meant to be. When he told me he intended to enter the seminary, I felt rather proud of him. My family and I supported him in any way we could. Seeing the fondness for the priest in her eyes, Devlin felt a sting of jealousy. “Do not worry, my love,

“Glory be to the Father, to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,' Thundi prayed. 'As it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be world without end, amen. May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit, be with us from now, forth and forever, amen.' “Thundi opened his eyes and was quiet for almost ten minutes. Then, slowly, he lay on the grass, closing his eyes. Twenty minutes later, he dozed off. “The following day, as early as five o'clock, in the morning, pastor Kofotori was up. He pulled out his Bible and read again 'He delivers and rescues; he works signs and wonders, in heaven and on earth, he who has saved Daniel, from the powers of the

They held each other again and took a long, lasting glance at the devil's domicile. If only they knew that they hadn't met the devil yet, that they'd barely met his cohorts, they'd return to Earth, preaching about the end of days. They all closed their eyes as Sir. Oswic chanted, “Corrupeo Demonenis Silite Divinarbus.” **

Isla – POV The ride felt longer than it should’ve. Caleb didn’t say a word the whole time. Not that I was expecting a chat, but still the silence was deafening. I sat there, heart pounding, fingers fidgeting with the hem of my coat, my mind racing. Life has been cruel ever since I was little It has always been like this But i thought i had a flicker of hope when i went bavk to valerie yeah.... "57" the new number life gave me

As she moved out of the place, she stopped, instead of walking out further, she stood trembling and dizzy, then kneeled down to the grounds. "I came from the dust and I return to the dust. I entrusted to Your father in Jesus' mighty name my whole being, body, soul, and spirit as I declare my love for You Oh my Lord since You have let me experience Your unconditional love for me despite my sinfulness and blemishes." Rhoda sobbing.”You cleanse me and sanctify me for Your own glory. I thank You for the Holy Calling and for my beloved husband whom you have given to me to share the life you have given to me.” Rhoda muses.

Is he gone again? I sighed. I get up to get ready for school and the first thing I do is to keep my bed in good condition. Last night, I remember as I fell asleep, he stayed. Guess I need to make myself always ready to accept that God always disappears and comes back whenever he likes to. But what if he is not coming back? I feel an ache in my chest, as if I was suffocated by its bitterness. Come now. Wake up. I said to myself, patting my cheeks. You are both in a different world. And you are just a puny human. Forget about that. Try to change the view and feel someone who is more human.

The storm howled outside, but inside the world shrank to his hand against her cheek, her tears on his skin, his breath ghosting warm against her lips. She leaned down, kissing him softly. Not the desperate kiss in the rain, not the clash of survival and fear. This one was slower, tender, aching with everything she hadn’t said. Devotion. Relief. A vow she hadn’t realized she’d already made. When she pulled back, his eyes burned—not with fire, but with something quieter, something raw. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. Exhaustion claimed him soon after. The fight bled from his body, his hand slipping from hers, his chest rising and falling in uneven rhythm that slowly steadied into sleep.

When my feet touched down again, we were both smiling, quiet, amazed smiles, like we’d crossed something sacred and recognized it. “Everything just changed,” I said. “Yes,” he agreed. “And nothing did.” “Yes,” he agreed again. I laughed through the last of my tears. “You’re impossible.” “And in love with you,” he replied. There was no shield left in the words now. No distance. Just open devotion, and it didn’t weaken him. It made him brighter. We stayed wrapped together, swaying slightly though there was no music, only heartbeat rhythm and shared breath. “Does this scare you?” I asked softly.

Then he pulled out a pack of condoms, tearing it as quickly as he could. Now I remember, Dante did not use any condom. I rolled my eyes. Whatever. Before I could think again, Salvatore was inside me, pulling and thrusting. My eyes rolled, my nails gripped the couch, my lips said his name. He did not stop, instead he thrusted harder and harder till I could feel my soul existing from my body. I wanted to enjoy this moment. Who knows this might be the last time I would ever get to experience sex from him.

He promised before moving out of the room. He wanted nothing but blood. Their blood. For even looking in Rose's direction. They didn't know what he was actually capable of. Rose was the only one who could manage to keep his inner beast hidden. But right now, even she wasn't there to suppress it. Lord help those men because they were about to witness hell. Angry footsteps echoed in the silent corridor before the door creaked open. The two men tied to the chains, looked up from their bloodied states only to see the devil standing in front of them.