Oracion A La Santa Cruz Novels & Stories

Kyron turned to the priest and stared at him. "Our Father in Heaven, bless the food we got today. Bless all those who have made all the food items to be served on the table to fill our empty stomachs. Bless all the people who are still hungry and cannot enjoy food like us; let the hunger go away. Keep us away from darkness and mistakes, in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.” Zach puts the sign of the cross on himself. Then I put the same mark on Kyron and stroked his head. Meanwhile, Vincent was just stunned, looking at Zach, who had just finished praying before he ate.

Cruz smirked, gesturing towards Raya. "Don't start," I warned him, my tone firm. He simply shrugged his shoulders, undeterred. "Like mamá always said, el amor es un regalo divino. No te desesperes, la Diosa tiene el indicado para ti," Cruz quoted, his voice filled with wisdom. "Love is a divine gift. Don't despair, the Goddess has the right one for you." "I can't freaking tell if she is my mate or not. This is beyond frustrating, and it's really driving me mad," I confessed, my frustration seeping into my words.

He hoisted his arms up high, beckoning to the skies. He drew in an extensive breath, breathing through the gaps of his teeth he sounded like he was in the middle of a virile blizzard. “I call to you great presence. Heed to my orison and grant me your unfathomable power! For we serve you, o great link, our path to...Tomasa!”

Good, but might be bad once the Romanovs discover I’m in their territory. If I had called, they wouldn't have let me. I needed to ease this weight from my chest. So fuck it, I’ll be careful. “Holy Mary, Mother of God. Pray for us sinners. Now and at the hour of our death,” The father says, voice dry as dust. He crosses himself, and everyone chants: “Amen.”

On the verge of death, Martha Horton gripped her rosary harder and prayed, ‘May the Lord in heaven give me the strength to purify all evils and to protect the innocents. ***

~AUDREY~ "Clamo a todos los dioses y diosas. Mi amor está perdiendo la chispa. Ahora rezo y espero que esto tres veces. Por favor, haz," I listened quietly as Veronica chanted in Latin. She was in a circle of white salt, wearing a white robe and also holding a candle in between her fingers as she continued to chant the soulmate spell. "Clamo a todos los dioses y diosas. Mi amor está perdiendo la chispa," Veronica continued to chant while I had to keep quiet to watch her so as not to interrupt whatever she was evoking.

I keep her close until her breathing stabilizes, the vein, beneath her collarbone dimming to a line nearly imperceptible. Almost. I lift her up, to the floor settle her into bed press a kiss to her forehead and murmur the ancient prayer Mamá showed me when Elena came into the world: “Virgen María, protege a esta niña con tu manto. No dejes que el mal la toque.” The prayer seems burdensome this evening. Below the household is already waking up.

"Excuse me..." The bright light and warm, reassuring atmosphere greeted Calistha the first time she stepped into the church. The building, which is dominated by white color with various beautiful ornaments and also neatly arranged statues, managed to make Calistha amazed for a while until she finally realized that she was not alone there. Several people were seen praying fervently in the front row of chairs that were directly opposite the large statue of Jesus Christ. Calistha slowly walked forward, intending to join the people there so that God would hear her prayers more and more. Today she wants to pray for all her loved ones. People who have died, or people who have had the misfortune of

Please take care of our Son, Alessandro sends his love, he has never forgotten you. She whispered tears stinging her eyes as she gazed at her son one last time imprinting him on her broken heart then left the cottage as silently as she had come in walking painfully forward without ever looking back, ‘Dio sia con voi, figli miei’ [God be with you my children] The elderly woman made the sign of the cross at the retreating womans back seeing the pain in her bowed shoulders as she went to find the man she loved, ‘Vi terrò nelle mie preghiere’ [I will keep you in my prayers]

His shirt caught fire in the salt ring last time. This time I am extra careful once again as he chants the spell each time. I need to get to her again. I need to talk to her. I know that she is Renee. I know her!! "O Terra mater. Dirige me ad veritatem. semitam iustitiae demonstra mihi. Ostende mihi lucem. Adsum enim auxilium tuum. O Terra mater. adiuva puerum tuum," "O Terra mater. Dirige me ad veritatem. semitam iustitiae demonstra mihi. Ostende mihi lucem. Adsum enim auxilium tuum. O Terra mater. adiuva puerum tuum,"