The Good Shepherd Novels & Stories

it was the chief of the security guard. Theo went to the chief carrying the beast, " boy where did you get such big hunt," the chief guard said in shock, he never question the strength of Theo for carrying the beast, as most people learn body tempering to carry out their duty more efficiently, but was shock because to hunt such beast you need expert hunters.

The sheep was finally untied by Leo and he brought the sheep where the goddess was standing. Here is the sheep you asked me to get for you, my lady. Place it over there, and move aside Leo did what she told her to do. You all should stand on your toes, and watch out for what will happen And you all will be amazed with what will happen right away just watch and see. Wait my lady won't this sheep leave here that I placed him? Won't it escape?

Not unless he had no other choice. These were victims too. Children who had grown into weapons. Just like he had. The Shepherd watched silently. His expression unreadable. Then he moved. His black blade flashed through the air. Luca barely caught it with one of his knives. Clang! The impact echoed through the station. Luca slid backward several feet. Strong. The Shepherd was incredibly strong. "You've gotten slower," the Shepherd said calmly. Luca smirked despite the situation. "I've gotten picky." Another clash.

Jude jests, "Angels, shepherds, and sheep. What does any of this have to do with your submission or God?" "Pastor Chauffee is appointed by God. He's the eyes of God, watching over our souls. We can't hide from God. He sees everything we do. So my submission to him represents my submission to God. We call him an angel because he speaks God's message to the flock." Jude states, "That's why you called him a shepherd." With his eyes fixed on Jude, Donovan replies, "Yes. He watches over and protects the sheep." Glaring, Jude asks, "Protects them from who?"

An unattractive but necessary cleansing to guarantee that only the strong and fully devoted inherited what lay beyond these igniting flames. I walked out with a single-minded conviction toward a future scrubbed clean of weakness and impurities as the echoes vanished into quiet engulfing these primal woods. The wolves from long ago started circling the shepherds seriously tonight. So let the lambs continue to enjoy their delusions of safety and false contentment. The lone shepherd would soon enough answer their dispersed bleating.

He asked I grab his head and kissed his forehead “no, your wife cheated on you not because you were not good no, she may have her own reasons but don’t blame your self if a person cheats on you it is not your mistake it is their choice, they don’t deserve you, and about not being a good father you are a good father you tried to take him to the right path but no one can unless he himself wants to join the right path, he harmed you he disobeyed you still you are with him and you still think you are not good enough? Huh?” He just shooked his head “leave it, let’s talk about you-“

One of the sheep—a particularly aggressive-looking one with horns, I’d name that one Lucifer—decides to test the fence integrity by ramming it repeatedly with its head. “That’s coming out of the security deposit,” the delivery driver says helpfully. I don’t know what security deposit he’s talking about but I nod anyway because I’m too busy watching Rain try to tackle a sheep. Kai appears from nowhere and somehow manages to grab it by the—I don’t even know what part of a sheep you’re supposed to grab—and wrestles it back toward the pen. The sheep is not happy about this. Neither is Kai based on the string of curses coming out of his mouth.

My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the grand hall. I stopped in front of James, lips curved slightly as I raised my glass toward him. “Don Hill, long time no see.” My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the entire banquet hall. “Gerald Family from North Atlantis has come to visit.” “P-Pia?” James’s voice trembled uncontrollably. He reached out a hand toward me, as if trying to touch me and make sure I was real. However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand.

Nothing any normal person couldn’t handle. We have made it to the other side of the stage. “Celebrate with us!” The pastor-like man says. “Today we walk behind the She-Shifter as she leads us to redemption. She will ward off our enemies, and fight for our coexistence. Bow to her!” They all rise from their seats. They get down on their knees and in unison, they lean forward, their foreheads resting on the evenly cut grass beneath them. Then, when everyone is down, I drink from this blessed cup filled with wine and the blood of the leaders of the past. Once I have finished every drop, they rise, and their applause is phenomenal.

He stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? How dare you yell at our captain?" "Captain? What captain?" Fiona was stunned. Max replied angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly! This is the captain of the special forces, Skywolf!" Victor continued, "He's a recipient of the Medal of Honor, a national hero! How dare a woman like you yell at him?" "What?" Fiona was struck dumb, staring at me wide-eyed. Phillip was also stunned, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Fiona trembled as she said, "No... No way... Timothy is just an ordinary clerk..."