Rod Seventh Heaven Mga Nobela at Kwento

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She never wanted a big house to survive, A small place in his heart was enough for her to thrive. He never wanted her to be perfect, As for him, she was already his most precious asset. They have fought with darkest nights, With a hope to see a morning full of light, Segregated, they were burning in the fire of hell, Together, they are in heaven's shell. Now, no barrier can keep them apart, As they live in each other's hearts. ~dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.) (15/02/2021-23/06/2021)

At Heaven Far above, Zadkiel, accompanied by Wrath and his lover Jophiel, arrived amidst the devastation of Heaven itself. The once-pristine spires and radiant gardens were scorched, broken, and trembling under the assault of fallen angels. The celestial light that usually bathed the realm was dimmed by smoke, void, and chaos, and the sound of clashing divine power echoed across the clouds.

a loud voice boomed. I flinched while Rena patted my back, "is okay, Bareea, it is already time." she said softly. "Where do you think I'll be put?" I asked curiously. "The hell is located in the ground while heaven is in the sky. Hell and heaven have seven divisions. I think you will be put in the seventh heaven because you are one of the most innocent people on earth." she smiled cheekily, "but life was too cruel to take you soon." she mumbled.

she whispered, "are you okay?" He lifted his head to look at her, "I'm in heaven, baby."

Tomoya prompted, his voice edged with impatience, dismissing Rener's words. Rener exhaled deeply, his gaze distant. “On the third night from now, a door will open—one you’ll have to unlock alongside people you will need to trust. Once it’s done, there will be no turning back. Some outcomes may work in your favor, but most will spiral into chaos, driven by forces waiting for the two realms to converge." Tomoya’s heart raced. “But... the third night from now?!” he repeated, the words striking him like a cold slap.

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

That's it, this is my end. He began to touch me and tried to rip away my blouse. But the last thing I prayed on my mind was "Please God, please save me". I think I don't deserve heaven life I always living in hell life and after death also I am going to hell only and I shut my eyes tightly ready to go for hell. But I think god heard my prayer, because he sent some Savior for me. My Savior is none other than my husband. Thank you god Akash POV ***********

Emerald Tower was the most famous exclusive private club in the metropolis. The seven-hundred meters tall building consisted of numerous tiny nightclubs on each level. The higher the level, the more prominent the guests it held. Surely with that concept, the top of the tower would only accept guests that came from the wealthiest families in the city, or at least those who had a net worth high enough to be called a billionaire.

The clouds became darker as lightning of heavy strikes shook the earth, and the humans knew that the only way for them out at the moment, was the cry out to the Almighty, Creator of God's, and the owner of the heavens and earth. "I am going to make anyone responsible for this pay dearly, I Swear by the God of the heavens." Odell with extreme confusion, but rage covering his eyes spoke with much intention, because not only is it impossible to him for a God to die, but knowing the fact that his father was killed. "Odell you have to stay calm and be in control..." "How can you tell me to stay calm at a moment like this, Barak!" Odell never lets Barak end his sentence by cutting him off in a rag