The Divine 9 Book Novels & Stories

"Aye, I felt it. We all did. Whatever it was, I think it just saved us from an attack." I turned to Gabriel, who stood a few metres away with his wings fully unsheathed, staring toward the heavens. "Do you know what it was, Angel?" I questioned. He lowered his wings before slowly turning his head to glance at me over his shoulder. "That..." he began, "Was divine power." "So? I'd have thought you'd be used to that... being your kind." "You'd think." he scoffed, "But I've not felt anything like that in millennia... Look around, pup."

The Ds-professional love is a detective series formed around different parts of the world but mainly the United states of America in the city of Los Angeles.. Its though a love stories in a lesfic genre but yet a thriller with a mystery to solve around the many. This book will be published is series. Each season a book of it's own. Character mining

He joked. Zenith’s face clenched but he said nothing. The man snorted and used his hand to urge them inside. Zenith and Mathias entered, glancing around, different things and potions hung around his place. As they ventured inward, Divine sat on his bed. His hair has been trimmed properly but was yet to be packed. He looked up through his golden eyes and noticed Zenith standing at the door, not entering yet. Their eyes locked and unspoken words were exchanged in that exchanged look. Two men... Who crawled out from hell. Alive and healing. Not yet.

Chapter 4: Yu Meng, who was currently laying on her bed and watching TV, while also eating, chocked on her food: “Cough-cough…fudge! Is she mentally-handicapped or something? And the storyline says that she managed to build a business empire by herself, you must be kidding me, with her IQ of a three-year-olds, how did she survive till now? Surely, the protagonist-halo managed to make me speechless once again.

There was no single detail to focus on; everything about him demanded attention. The plain black denim sculpted his tall frame with deceptive ease, while the sky-blue shirt clung to his torso as if gravity itself had conspired to keep it there. He carried the look with such effortless arrogance that it wasn’t simply clothing; it became a proclamation. And when Dimitri strode into the room, the air itself seemed to recognize a new status, thickening under the weight of his presence. Jose might have ruled the space a moment earlier, a sovereign in his own might, but Dimitri’s arrival redrew the hierarchy. Jose was king, yes, but Dimitri? Dimitri was a god-the kind who didn’t ask for worship; h

“You’re back” I exhaled heavily, my body finally giving in to the overwhelming exhaustion. I slumped into their arms, barely able to hold myself up. “I got what we needed,” I murmured, lifting the book for them to see. They exchanged puzzled looks, but they didn't say anything. Instead they helped me over to the bed and I placed the book on my lap. “Kia has divine energy flowing through him and his powers… They need to be trained properly. That's what this book is for.” I explained and they nodded.

I don’t know where my head or heart are, yet, so I turn him down. Suddenly, I feel exhausted and everything goes dark. ******* I wake up in a dark place, my head is pulsing and golden eyes come out of the dark. They are huge, glowing orbs that look so much like…oh my goddess! “Aiden?” A puff of smoke and grunt and Aiden stands in front of me, naked, but his eyes are glowing yellow. “Not Aiden, Drelduin. Aiden keeps messing up. He used my abilities to knock you unconscious and bring you here. I have control for now, but he won’t tell me how to unfasten your bindings,” Aiden’s form replies.

"MidnightConfidant? The person who sent me daily mindfulness articles when I first took over the company and was so stressed I couldn't sleep was also you? "ChaosPixie… StudiousGirl… Serena, just how many identities do you have?" He slammed the phone down onto the cushions, the icons for all those secret accounts vibrating on the glowing screen. "99," I replied calmly. "Maisie was the 99th." Tristan swayed on his feet, the color draining from his face. "99…" he repeated under his breath before slowly lifting his head. "For three years, I convinced myself this house was a morgue. I told myself I had to look elsewhere for a single spark of warmth.

Gary swallowed hard, speaking with difficulty, "Boss, the door was locked from the outside. There was the smell of accelerant inside. That kid... Leo, he lied. It wasn't the Madam trying to burn him to death; he was trying to burn the Madam alive!" Lorenzo snapped his head around, staring dead at Leo, who was hiding behind Sofia. The little boy’s arrogant expression instantly dissolved into terrified wailing the moment he met Lorenzo’s murderous blue eyes. Lorenzo looked at the blood-stained divorce papers and collapsed to his knees. The diamonds he once used to "buy out" his sins were now scattered around him. A low roar ripped from his throat, like a trapped beast in despair. He finally re

To every reader who has journeyed with me through the shadows and lights of this story - thank you. This book was born from grief and healing, loyalty and rebirth. It was a story of letting go, of learning how to run again even when everything hurts. Lyra's path wasn’t easy - and it’s far from over. The story continues. Book Three - Lyra : Dawn of the Divine The gods have awakened. Lyra thought she'd lost everything - her mate, her future, her place in the world. But the Moon Goddess has chosen her for something far greater than she ever imagined.