Reading From The Holy Bible Novels & Stories

It wasn’t a mistake. It was an invitation. He saw her the moment he stepped out. Black robe. White collar. Bible in hand. But his hands were trembling. She met his eyes and smiled like she wasn’t already soaked between her thighs. Like she wasn’t thinking about the filthy things he’d whispered into her mouth just nights ago. He opened the service with a prayer. Voice steady. Cold. He read from the Book of Matthew. Every verse fell from his lips like gravel. Heavy. Bitter. Like he was choking on each word. He didn’t stumble, but his eyes kept coming back to her.

In my defense, I'm doing a service to humanity. I lift my gaze toward my father. "Okay, according to this site, 'Bible Today'—what kind of name is that, anyway?—it says the poor possessed person should be tied up. Apparently, the evil spirit controlling their body—these are the exact words—tends to get violent at the sight of holy water, a cross, or a Bible." I look back at my dad, and we both turn simultaneously toward little Amanda, who’s smiling at us, completely clueless.

That book held words written by the King of Kings himself. No one could look upon the King of Kings true writings. It was too powerful for the naked eyes to read. They weren’t even allowed to look upon their fathers words. It was said that the King of Kings, only gave one soul the ability to read his writings. It was said to be a very old druid woman, that they didn’t know anything about. They didn’t know who or where this woman was because the King of Kings protected her. They often wondered if it was either the virgin Mary or Mary Magdalene, but those were just guesses. They had no way of truly knowing unless their father wanted them to know.

This man! Everyone inside the church looked at us. It looks like they are having a mass since there is a priest in the middle of them. The people are giving us a death glare since we disturb them in their religious act. I pulled Shiloh on the last row of the chair as the priest continued to share the word of God. I listened to the Priest and he was sharing about evil. The priest came in front of the podium as he opened the bible. He looks like he was finding the verse that will suit in his message. He stopped one of the pages and started to read the chapters and the verse.

She moved ahead and sat on a couch placed by the sliding doors that led to the yard outside. She placed the Book on the chair, beside a flower pot. Her eyes, on their own, traced the shiny name branded on the dark cover. The Holy Bible, she read the words in her mind, smiling instantly. It's been days since she read the Book. The one who has the hunger for the Word of God can only understand how the spirit desires its food. It's true peace. Opening the Book, she began reading the Word. She didn't even realize when hours passed.

"You have to eat and rest immediately; it's written all over your eyes. Good thing I carry bread in my bag, right?" Terrance reached in his bag to feed Celie, unwrapping a loaf of bread before handing it over. Celie didn't hesitate to dig in, eating vigorously like she had done before with the broth. "Wait..." Terrance touched slowly rubbed his hand on the school desk. "Where is the bible?" Holy Divine! The bible! It's no longer there! Did Willie Lou take the bible while we were unconscious? "Let's go retrieve the bible, Willie Lou must have it. I know for a fact there's much more important information inside that bible!" Terrance dashed to the front door, urgently heading outside to locate

"The Lord loves holiness and eschews evil. Genesis: And God sent me before You to preserve you a prosperity in the earth, And to save your lives by a great deliverance. So now it was not you that sent me hither But God -" He moved towards the blazing inferno, and came to halt in front of her. He continued reciting the scriptures from the bible he held. "- As smoke is driven away, so drive them Away: as wax melteth before the fire, So let the wicked perish at the presence of God." He closed the pages of the bible, and slipped it under his arm, held out a bottle of Holy water and pointed his crucifix at her.

I said and tapped her shoulders, "I guess I need to crack this code faster so as to not embarrass Gwyneth." Sahra and Jigen stared intently at the statue, trying to identify the underlying message the stone statue is trying to depict, "Conquest of Canaan… isn't that a biblical excerpt from the Book of Joshua that follows the events after the Book of Deuteronomy before the Conquest began?" Jigen recalled. "Bible? You mean the Holy Archives? Sahra asked. "Listen youngsters, during my time we still call it that way… although the problem is—" "Have both of you remember reading it?" I asked, although I guess this statue was really derived from that narrative.

Mr Jayson said and left the place. Aiden turned to look at the bed which looked very comfy, with a blanket. Aside from his phone that was taken away from him, he kept every other thing that was his. He saw a white book with the Holy Bible boldly written on it. He walked towards the bed and picked it up. He had never used a bible before and didn't know where to find Romans. He checked the first page and found the index. He used that to find the scripture and he read it. 'For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us'

“Your pleasure comes when I decide.” The readings began. While the lector read from the Old Testament, Father Elias placed one hand discreetly beneath the altar cloth and threaded his fingers through Timothy’s soft hair. He guided the boy’s head with gentle but firm pressure, faster, then slower, then deeper, using Timothy’s mouth like a warm, wet toy while he stood before God and His people. Timothy moaned quietly around the thick cock, the vibration traveling straight up the shaft. Father Elias’s thighs tensed. His voice remained perfectly calm as he introduced the Gospel.