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Diesel laughed “they’ll do some stupid things if it means getting some fast cash. Others get their rocks off to the possibility of beating the shit out of something that could seriously injure them. Who am I to deny them what they want?” “And what about the fucking part?” I cringed as I mumbled out the words. “This place needs women somehow. If they want some extra cash, they come here, and someone gets to do the deed” Diesel rolled onto his stomach so he could finish his food “the ones that come voluntarily get to leave, but the women that are captured never leave. They have their own room below us and are sexually designated to a person here. That’s what Heaven is; you’ll hear that term a

“The Goddess had other plans for Jamie. That don’t involve being here with us. Being part of our family right now.” “I don’t understand.” Mommy wiped her face but she squeezed me tight. “The Goddess needed him in Heaven.” I blinked. “Heaven? Already?” A small gasp came from my mother’s throat, accompanied by fresh tears. “Yes. She needed him in Heaven, so that’s where he is.” My fdad rested a large hand on her knee. “Heaven?” I leaned around her, as if this was some type of joke. Maybe Jamie was behind her. “But babies don’t go to heaven!”

There was so much pain and fear behind her words. Serah wiped her tears and cupped her cheek... "You remember when you were kid, what I need to tell you, God call those people early whom he loves the most, so he called your Mom and Dad, as he loves us and we are happy there Kiddo, in our heaven we are happy but we won’t be able to stay happy if our princess is sad. This is not you Natalie, this is not you. My daughter is strongest of all, we have raised you to be a fighter not to be a victim. We are happy in our heaven and you need to be happy too, not in this hell, but you just need to create your heaven and that can only be done by you. Yes dear, only you can help yourself, fight for your

I feel tired and my body is somewhat exhausted. I turned my body to the left, leaned against the pillow, and rested my head on my palm. I tried closing my eyes. But before I could fall asleep—I suddenly remembered Heaven. Talking about Heaven—I realized that he knew Mom was coming home today and he took the opportunity to inform Mom and Dad about it so that they would let me out tomorrow until Sunday. He said that Mom and Dad should be aware as they know that Heaven is courting me, and it was evident from their faces that they approved of Heaven.

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.

Claire said softly. Jacob also looked up and smiled bitterly. "Is there a heaven for people like us?" Claire turned to the man. "When we die, is there a paradise waiting for us?" He shook his head and looked back at the creek. "Maybe nothing. We feed each other in the world dimension we belong to."

I closed my eyes as everything faded away and my world turned black. Moments later, I felt like I was floating and I smiled, relishing the feeling of ascending into heaven. Suddenly I was put down, but it was somewhere softer than the ground. So this is what going to heaven feels like. I heard a male voice speaking but I couldn't catch what he was saying. Is that God speaking to me? Am I in heaven already?

He smiled and took the cup from me and placed it on the coffee table among the books heaped there. Ben sat back down on the couch beside me. I turned to face him. “Okay. I’m ready to listen.” Richard shot me a wicked grin as Ben started all over again. “In the beginning, God had made us. I don’t remember this time. I don’t recall ever being in the presence of God or in a heavenly realm or any of that. Nor do I remember any of the events that led to our expulsion from heaven. I am just telling you it as it has been told to me time and time again, each generation in which I am born.”

So safe and so friendly. Dr. Kole? Sky blinks his eyes twice, thrice, again and again, but he is seeing the same person. Dr. Kole is the exact replica of Kai. What is this again? Is heaven so angry with him that they twist his fate and made the person he first asks for help looks the same as his husband? Is his suffering not enough? Are five years not enough for gods to pity him? to at least let him have just a little glimmer of hope?

"Oh, yes. They come up to the city for a break and to unwind. They're not that different from us, really. See... the whole thing about a war between Heaven and Hell is just stuff people made up. The Boss and Lucifer play cards, and Hell is really mostly just... a theme park of sorts for most people. Something to visit while you pass the time. Don't get me wrong, though - there are some right bastards down there, obviously - the ones who need... fixing." "I need you to know that this is the most batshit crazy conversation I have ever had, and Rhiannon was a master of the absurd." "It sounds surreal, doesn't it." "Completely mad," she agreed. She slumped back against the backrest. "So... we li