Our Great Savior Novels & Stories

James’s words about his father being dead had left a scar too deep for a child to understand. I wiped his tears away and looked straight into his eyes. “The papa who baked cakes with you? That man is gone. The one out there now, the man they call the ‘Don Hill’… he’s the one who hurt us, and we don’t want him anymore, okay?” Xavier blinked and then nodded slightly. He buried his face in my chest and began to cry softly. I let him cry. At least, crying was better than keeping it all inside.

As he steps onto the stage, all eyes turn to him, and the room falls into a respectful silence. “Ladies and gentlemen,” his voice booms through the room, commanding immediate attention. “Thank you so much for being here for the launching of our new Hotel. I have worked relentlessly on this project for two years, and I must say, I feel thrilled to have brought it to success.” He smiles, “I would like to thank everyone who has made this project a reality—my investors, Mr. John, Mr. Brett, the workers—and not to forget my beautiful wife, who stood by me through it all.”

"I also felt it earlier, but when I wanted to investigate it. The figure has already left and left no trace at all. Even my abilities can't detect where it went!" A conversation that probably not everyone will understand. It all started 5 years ago when Edward and Harry were kidnapped. They experience things that are very sadistic and torture that make Edward's power and his unknown identity appear out of nowhere. Edward is a vampire, a spiritual being who is often considered a myth. While Harry is a Siren, a kind of living creature that lives in the depths of the water in Middle Earth. All of this seemed unbelievable to both of them. But this is real. And what always makes them wonder is ab

Adrian Dropping to the ground, I scream at the goddess, “Save her, please?” The goddess stands before me, her form radiant and powerful, a being of light and grace that seems to encompass the very essence of the universe. She regards me with eyes that hold ancient wisdom and boundless compassion, her presence filling me with a sense of awe and reverence. “Your sacrifice has not gone unnoticed, brave one,” she speaks, her voice a melody that resonates deep within my soul. “The spirit of Savage, the uniter of beings and protector of the realms, shall live on in the hearts of those who remember her courage and love.”

"God's a wonderful man, All of you will agree with me this God of ours doesn't take something good without something better in return," he beamed one of those contagious smiles he ever owned, "he is the way, the truth and the light. He keeps not a record of our sins. Can somebody say a big Amen to that?" "Amen," Came the congregational chorus.

Like he never got near the water. “Sir,” Kai replies. Ellis walks closer, eyes steady. Not unkind. Not warm either. Practical. “Good work,” Ellis says. Kai nods, because that’s what he’s supposed to do, but the words feel wrong. Good work doesn’t bring back a dead kid in a hoodie. “Sit,” Ellis says. Kai sits on the bench. The metal is cold under his thighs. His legs ache. His shoulders feel bruised. Ellis holds a tablet in his hands. He taps it once, then looks at Kai.

Joseph raised his eyebrow, speaking in a deep voice, "Excuse me, Grandpa, aren't you going to explain the thing about Sacred Heart Hospital?" "Oh, that's what upsets you?" William laughed, "Well, Bella, here's the thing..."

I pray that she'll remain my innocent sister. " Sobra " this word I pronounced with nothing but certainty declaring that Elijah is indeed my savior. Abby smiled and hugged me so tight. Ang sarap pala sa pakiramdam na bukas yung tenga ng pamilya mo sayo. Siguro wala na nga kaming nanay at yung tatay namin walang pakialam sa amin. However, we both have each other and that's more then enough. Tinulak ko siya ng bahagya para putulin ang pag yayakapan. I put my hands on her shoulders and look at her seriously. Sapagkat ito ang katanungan na may kahirapang sagutin.

She smiled an apologetic smile and shook her head. "It is all true, my lady," Kesar said. "Here is the central power of the Meru gods. The gods have inspired a number of births in our Holy Land. Their children you have just met are our protectors. The King and Queens have placed their hope on all of them, but the Prophecy says that the last one shall be sent by the Great Lord himself. He or she will be our savior." "And you think it's me?" "You have heard the Hora's prediction," she said. "We need your help."

After a moment, the Great Father himself strode through. The Great Father was a large man, tall and wide and built like a linebacker. He was older than Billie's daddy, probably in his fifties, and he held himself like the son of God that he was. Unlike the other men of the compound, the Great Father wore all black, it set him apart and reminded everyone that he was their connection to the almighty, he was the reason they all lived together in harmony, why they'd devoted themselves to Father's Pride. He stood before them with his hands on his hips. "Girls, you have no idea how proud I am to finally have you all before me."