Satan Has Blinded The Minds Kjv Novels & Stories

The captain closed his eyes for a few moments, drew in a breath, and let go a sigh as he caressed the Bible, taking comfort from it. “I read from 2 Chronicles 33:6!” he called. When he opened his eyes, they were blue steel, vivid against the unkempt brush of his black beard. He cleared his throat. As he began to speak, his voice became rhythmic, mesmerising those before him, “And he caused his children to pass through the fire in the valley of the son of Hinnom: also he observed times, and used enchantments, and used witchcraft, and dealt with a familiar spirit, and with wizards: he wrought much evil in the sight of the LORD, to provoke him to anger.”

He took out his bible and read a passage there. "Psalm 82:1-5: 1 God has taken his place in the divine council; in the midst of the gods he holds judgment: 2 'How long will you judge unjustly and show partiality to the wicked? 3 Give justice to the weak and the fatherless; maintain the right of the afflicted and the destitute. 4 Rescue the weak and the needy; deliver them from the hand of the wicked.' 5 They have neither knowledge nor understanding, they walk about in darkness; all the foundations of the earth are shaken."

[The birth of Satan within us] Satan is born into our lives when we "follow the ways of this world" and "obey the ruler of the kingdom of heaven, the spirit that now worketh in the children of disobedience" ( Ephesians 2: 2 ). The openness of our hearts to Satan is the moment of birth. It is at this time that we become "rebellious" or "workers of the devil" (see 2 Thessalonians 2: 8-12). The Apostle John writes that Satan will be born in those who continue to sin (1 John 3: 8)

Satan's face was blank without any expression. Brianna closed her eyes and keep her mouth shut until darkness engulfed her.

Satan got close to me, close enough that though he didn't have normal eyes like the others, there were two blue and red flames that danced in his eyeholes. "You worry too much. Rejoice, for you are almost victorious." I stared back at the black mirror, as all I could do was sit and wait.

Indeed, practice makes perfect. I only have one question in mind. Satan can also use black magic. I just want him to not hurt my people. The witch said we must cross the creatures to open the hell doors and meet the king of hell, Satan. What will the creatures be? What will their powers be? What will we have to do to defeat them? I closed my eyes. "Satan, you are not going to win over us this time. I bet you." To Be Continued

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

He stared at me quietly, then glanced at the child in my arms. Gabriel's lips parted as if to speak and then closed again before he finally said, "I'm sorry." Then he turned and walked away, completely dejected. I had originally planned to take revenge on Gabriel. Yet in this life, I got to hold my smiling child in my arms, and my parents pampered me like a princess every day. I suddenly realized that revenge was completely meaningless. A man like that wasn't worth wasting my life on. … The next time I heard about Gabriel was on the news. He went utterly insane when Katherine gave birth to a child who looked nothing like him.

Dante spoke in a serious tone. “Not if someone unlocked it.” I started feeling nervous. “Who is that person?" I asked quietly. They did not say anything. Because the note under the picture said four words. Back gate sensor activated. Before we could do anything— The lights in the estate suddenly stopped working.

I still had a sliver of vision in my left eye, but this remaining sliver merely added to my misery. Picking up a pencil, I attempted to sketch something. However, every stroke was just painfully difficult with my blurred vision. Just then, a familiar voice sounded from outside the door. "Julia, are you okay? I heard you were hospitalized due to an injury." I froze in shock, and the shaky hand I had been sketching with halted, too. The voice was unmistakably Leah's. I jerked my head in the direction of the door. Despite my blurry vision, I could still make out that the person standing before me was Leah—but wasn't she supposed to be dead?