Real Heaven On Earth Novels & Stories

I smiled and rested on my head on his shoulder, as he continued to drive. I turned the volume up on the radio. I closed my eyes, enjoying the song. (Walk with me like this in lives to come Swear that you shall meet me here Though bodies are different but we have one soul Never say goodbye.) (You are my morning As well as evening You are my pain as well as rest.) (My prayers are saying just this Always be mine Never say goodbye.) Akash POV ( Daksh Father) ************ Tomorrow we are going to celebrate our wedding anniversary, and I'm very excited.

That night, the skies outside became a band of melodies; raging with a thunderstorm that could only be described as an omen. [The next morning Hevenly is seen dressed in a beautiful velvet dress made from Darkness that seemed me manifest as a solid object, a pair of high heels with long black stockings and a slit within the dress barely revealing her upper thigh. She intended to see to it that the seed she planted grew to its full bloom. This plane of Deidra was a very lush and beautiful forest almost untouched by any form of man-made structures.]

“No. I meant my hypothetical Eskimo self.” He retracted his lip, letting one fang show in a faint sneer. A light drizzle began. He'd put a tented red roof over his 'court.' Sipping mint tea out of a broken china cup, Samael sighed, blowing at the steam. He watched the rain fall. “Sometimes,” he began slowly, looking at me intently, “when a very powerful being desires to look upon this world, they can enter the Shamayim and spy upon Earth.” “The Shamayim- that's the first heaven, right?”

A tear rolled down her tiny face in awe and reverence. “I feel like I am stuck between the real world and the heavens.” She marveled, spinning in a circle. The rainwater from earlier stood on the salt desert, forming a sheen similar to glass. The blue sky, rich and deep, reflected on the glassy surface caused a seamless effect of earth and sky. The clouds swirled and parted, revealing sunbeams that only enhanced the apparent glimpse of heaven. The raw beauty, unmarred by even the hint of wind, was breathtaking and the six fell silent in their own reverent thoughts.

Everything you've fought to preserve will crumble into nothing. "But imagine if you can keep the people's trust while holding power. If you can look at every living thing with compassion, treat the world with fairness, and bring warmth back to the heavens and earth—that's how order survives. That's how the world endures. "And that's what heaven was always supposed to look like." Every word was respectful. There wasn't a shred of defiance in it. But it also cut straight to the heart of what heaven had gotten wrong across a billion years of silence and indifference, laying bare the simplest truth the world had ever known.

Also, the man from my dreams had eyes as red as blood but this man had emerald eyes instead. Excluding those features, they looked exactly the same. I didn't have enough time to think about why this man looked like the one from my dream as a loud uproar of claps had filled the air. Finally breaking eye contact with me, the new History teacher bowed curtly and took more steps into the classroom. Just that short walk from the door to the board would beat an entire runway of models. So impeccable, so elegant. "Thank you for the warm welcome." Deep, rich and velvety, his tone was like the gentle caress of the Summer breeze.

And there, in that little house that contained a tormented soul that longed to meet its Creator and be reunited with its family, Zakaria took off his servant's clothes and replaced them with clothes that had passed through centuries that had not been worn. And there in that bed that contained two hearts beating with pure love, like a fetus still developing, arms and legs, hearts and souls intertwined, dancing its last dance in this world from which they have nothing but pain and ailments. She lay on his chest, kissing every inch of him, trying to fill her empty hollow with the drops of his love, trying for once to reach his depths, communicating with Jaden who is stuck in the middle of his h

Can a person overdose on this much feeling? “AH! MAX!” I shouted. Every muscle in my body convulsed. Fireworks exploded behind my closed eyelids, and I was sure my soul had just left my body, soaring somewhere above the ceiling. His venom, his Alpha essence, was coursing through my system. It felt like it was unwiring and then re-wiring my DNA with his, connecting us in unimaginable ways. My ears were buzzing with blissful noise. I barely heard the second low groan that shook his body as he shot another wave of heat into me.

and refused to blink. ​"The Earth-Spire is calling," Sophia whispered. Her form was no longer a pillar of light, but a soft, translucent woman in a gown of woven Aether-willow. She looked more human than she ever had in the Gutter. "Kaelen, the 'Heart-Tree' has reached the stratosphere. The entire planet is no longer just a garden. It’s a Living-Core." ​The Golden Orbit ​From the view-port, the Earth didn't look like a blue marble anymore. It looked like a Jewel wrapped in Emerald Silk.