Real Stories Of Heaven Novels & Stories

"What is it? " he asks finally looking down at me. "Its... What is this? " I finally ask running my fingers over the scar Madre inflicted in me the day I got to the mansion with the hot metal. I watch a bitter smile crawl up his perfect face. "It's a name," he replies, and my brows furrow in confusion. "Name? " I ask. "The bible says we all have stones that would be given to us in heaven after death and on those stones lay our real names. Our heavenly names.

He said to me "Did you know that if you self harm, there's no chance you will go to heaven. A dead man chant serve the creator Aydan you should know that. If you kill a man, you can always turn your life around and there's a possibility you will go to heaven. So take your pick." I said to him "How does religion falls under what we were just talking about?" He asked confused

"And guess what, the fountain of miracles are just so amazing. You can see whatever a human is doing. And the library, it is filled with books of the people who has passed away and they're like endless..." Mara couldn't help but smile as she listens to Shane talk about his experiences in the main land of heaven. Mara has never been to that place because she was never really promoted. She could only imagine that place as Shane talks about it in a descriptive manner. It was like Mara was watching a film in her head as she listens to the lad talking about things Mara loved to know about. Shane also talked about how famous he has been in the Eternal. Almost every grim reapers knows him. Mara cou

Heaven The morning after Eden's visit, I was in the kitchen, happily preparing breakfast with him. The aroma of coffee filled the air as we laughed and shared stories, enjoying a rare moment of normalcy in the chaotic underworld. Eden, flipping pancakes, grinned. "Heaven, this feels like a glimpse into a parallel universe where we're just regular people." I chuckled. "Yeah, a universe without the constant threat of rival factions and family drama." As we bantered about mundane things, the kitchen door creaked open, and in walked Chase, his eyes narrowing as he saw Eden. "What's he still doing here?" he grumbled.

Some were even led to thinking that it wasn’t real. But it was. Heaven exists. And I have the proof right here in front of me.

He laughted aloud. "You really know nothing! Heaven is what ever your heart desires it to be. The people are all the same, but what everyone sees is different." My heart raced at the thought. What was it my heart desired in heaven? All I have ever wanted was to see my family again... Was this going to be my chance to do so? Ezekiel opened the door without hasiton. Light bright like the sun shined out. As I stepped forward, I had to close my eyes. The light was to bright for me to look at. Ezekiel pulled me through.

Her question caught me by surprise and I turned around and looked at Anastasia, but she shrieked and picked her juice bottle on the table contour and drank from it. I then turned to Arianna. “Why are you asking that, Ari?” “Stasia told me that daddy could be in heaven or hell. Do people really burn in hell?” Of course, Anastasia did. I sighed. “Your father is not in hell, sweety. He was a very good man and loved you very much, only bad men go to hell.” She smiled when she heard that, “Is he an angel in heaven?” “He’s an angel for all of us,” I got up and stretched out my hand for her. “Do you want to go and get ice cream?”

I miss you, mom and I love you. ************************************************************* Author's Note. Hi friends, Here is the final chapter of Love Like Heaven, and with that, my second story has come to an end. I hoped you all like it. I want to thank each and every one of you who took the time out to read my story.

“Sure, but where do you go when you die?” “Me? I have no idea. It could go either way for me, honestly, but the vampires believe that they'll join the blood god in his realm. There they will swim in rivers of fresh, warm virgin blood, and bask in the glow of the sun, while they feast and fuck to their heart’s content. It’s all very… hedonistic.” I gag a little as bile pushes up into my throat. “Honestly, your heaven sounds a little messed up.” “Did I say they go to heaven? We are getting off-track here. Focus.”

"Are you saying she can never go back to being Judith?" "As long as that strange spirit remains on the inside of her, am afraid no" "This is so fucked," he said with a voice laced with concern and fear for Judith. "Just like in the bible" she went on "When Lazarus died; his spirit went to Heaven but his body was buried somewhere here on earth. There in Heaven, one beautiful morning he decided to look down at Hell and recognized the rich man burning down there. He remembered what he did to him; he remembered his family members and friends still alive here on earth. What does that tell you?"