Open Up The Heaven Novels & Stories

“If you're in there, please open the door, Heidi!” Speak about the devil.

One Great Heavenly King sneered and said, “In half a month, the stargate of Cochly Mountain will be opened by force to escort the selected talents to enter the other shore for training. According to the information we have received, Philip will also enter the other shore on behalf of the Clarke family. Of course, the Heavenly Court can also select talents to enter. When the time comes, if we kill Philip on the other shore, the Clarke family's chess game that they’ve planned for a hundred years will be destroyed in one fell swoop!” Hearing this, Fernand froze and said, “How confident are you?” The Great Heavenly King replied, “70% confident. But before that, we need to open the Heavenly Realm

This was not what Samuel wanted. "My body has already been tempered by the thunderbolt. There's no need to do it again, right?" Samuel said. "Only the Heavenly thunder can open the Heavenly Door," explained Velocisaurus. "Unless someone from Eight Direction World is willing to help you, otherwise, it's impossible for you to open the Heavenly Door." In his opinion, it was impossible. "Do you mean that as long as I am strong enough, I can open the Heaven Door?" Samuel asked. "Yes, but you certainly can't. There is another possibility. If you can control the power of the Pangu Axe easily, you can do it easily, but you can't control it either," Velocisaurus said with a smile.

I gave them back their own words, one by one, exactly the way they'd given them to me. "Then stay here. Stay right here. It's so safe in here, isn't it? Completely sealed. Nothing gets in. Not a bomb, not a zombie, not anything." Dad dropped to his knees and slammed his forehead into the concrete floor over and over again, the thud of it echoing through the room, blood spreading across his skin. "No! That's not true! That's not true! "Outside, it's spring! There's a barbecue out there! There's steak! There's everything!

The System, for once, offers nothing. The mountain-peak banners of the Heavenly Ascension Sect snap in the wind overhead, silver against grey sky, and the afternoon trials are just beginning. ~~~

I turn my head just in time to see little bear slipping under the bed with me. “Your thing has gone under the bed,” Justin notes, standing up to retrieve it. “No!” Luna yells abruptly. “He sleeps under there sometimes, leave him.” Her words halt him, and I breathe a sigh of relief as he backs off. Minutes later, they finally leave, and I climb out from under the bed, getting dressed as quickly as I can. I need to escape, to clear my head at the clubs. What Justin hasn’t realized yet is that Heaven is closed—it’s daytime. Only Hell is open right now. And that’s exactly where I need to be.

He smirked, leaning down to have his face just a few inches from mine. “Sir please, I am not playing any kind of game with—” “Game?” he asked, his voice lowering an octave as if I sparked an idea in his wicked mind. Chuckling, he took a few strands of my hair, twirling it in his fingers. “…do you know the game, seven minutes in heaven?” “Yes, I do, sir…” hearing that, he pulled away, only to hook me closer by pulling me by my waist. His big hand is feeling me directly under my white top. “Uhm…I don’t think it is appropriate for me to-”

my grandmother gasped and clutched at her chest. My mother bent her head and quietly sobbed into her handkerchief. “What else aren't you telling us? Isn't Heaven out of surgery? Where is she?” my father said coldly. I clenched my fists at his overbearing tone. How would I tell them that Heaven is pregnant and in a coma? “Heaven…” Sensing my hesitation, Grandma grew more agitated. “Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with Heaven?” Taking a deep breath, I could only say, “Heaven fell into a…a coma.”

A horn appears in the archangel’s hand. Uriel blows it. It’s not a sound. It’s a shockwave. High-pitched, divine, soul-piercing. My heart slams in my chest. My blood turns electric. The clouds above us tear open—and the sky is filled with angels. Principalities. Archangels. Powers. Virtues. Dominions. The Hosts of Heaven, ready to rain down justice. Michael turns to us. “Your move.” We look at each other—me, Maeve, Win, Dougal.

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'