The Heavenly Table Novels & Stories

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 -

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -

he asked. Loheiruchel nodded as an answer. “So, Reyan is correct.” Hail said as he turned to them. “Blue must have been kicked out due to him touching upon Heaven's secret.” He said. His expression is serious. “Since Yan is from Heaven, and Heaven also has its own secrets…” he looked at Hierro, who came from another world where he had gone to before, and Loheiruchel, who had also gone to another world. “That’s right.” Hierro nodded in agreement. “In my world, they say that the secrets of Heaven can’t be known by the mortals.” He said and looked at them. His expression is solemn.

I guess in this realm he and Astraea werent close. “Come on, I'll leave you both to enjoy the event.” She smiled running into Orion as they walked away together. We stood there for a moment, taking in the scenery. The Moon Heart seemed to pulse with life, and the celestial beings moved with an elegance that was mesmerizing. It was easy to get lost in the magic of the place. Kallias squeezed my hand and led me towards a group of beings gathered around a grand table adorned with glowing flowers and delicate dishes. As we approached, they turned to greet us, their faces warm and welcoming.

My eyes trailed to the 64 inch television hanging on the wall displaying varieties of channels, the complete home theater sound system that could blast the entire wall street out of their houses, then the dining table. It had twenty-four chairs! Is this a conference table because that's exactly how the dining looked. The round glass table was enough to host fifty people in a ball. I noticed the glass table wasn't transparent but opaque glass. Hmm, looks like someone is intelligent. "...and this is Miss Hailey Parker, my bride." I snapped my head back to the little group just in time to hear grumpy's last words. A stupid feeling blossomed in my heart. He had called me his bride, that stupid i

the person in charge, Mikhail Jones, said. “Please, sirs and madams, this way to the seventh floor.” Mikhail gestured for them to enter. “What?” Jay’s face turned stiff. He thought that he had misheard. Madison, Tanya, and the two other men all looked surprised. Did Jay not say that only the most important people of Lovellia could eat on the seventh floor of Heaven’s Gate? Could they really eat there? “Who are they? They’re going to the seventh floor!” “Oh, damn! Maybe they’re members of important families in Central Harbor?”

Rissa's fear melted and she laughed hysterically so did Stella, Caleb had announced it initially in a scary way that they thought he really meant a marriage, Abraham’s expression was unreadable, his eyes just shifted focus to Adrian who seemed to be sulking, despite he was desperately trying to hide it, an experienced man like Adam caught it immediately. “I think I am done here”, Adrian said as he hastily munched on the last piece of meat in his food. He was about to leave the table casually when Abraham spoke up, “Can I have a word, Mr Grey?”. All eyes turned to face him as Abraham wasn't the type to ask for such private conversations, he was more of the reserved type, especially around pow

“With this much money, I can quit my job and never have to work another day. Taylor, you’re practically my savior.” The more pleased I looked, the angrier Taylor became. There was no way she’d let me leave when she hadn’t hit rock bottom yet. “Don’t you dare leave! We’re continuing. I still have money!” Most of the money in the suitcase was already in our hands. If she wanted another round, she needed to bring out more than two million dollars. Taylor slapped three cards onto the table. “There’s over two million across these accounts. Are you playing or not?”

Each angel moved to their assigned position without hesitation. Aurelian stepped forward. Not because he desired to. Because it was required. Light gathered around him, forming a path that led through the structured expanse of Heaven. The architecture remained flawless, every line exact, every surface untouched by change. He moved through it without distraction. Others worked in silence. Some maintained the structure of Heaven itself, reinforcing what did not decay. Others observed distant worlds, recording movement, behavior, deviation. Nothing was overlooked. Nothing was unnecessary. Aurelian reached his position.

The floor was dotted with clusters of glowing white candles of varying heights, their flickering flames reflecting beautifully against the dark, polished hardwood like a sea of stars. ​In the absolute center of the room sat a single, round table covered in white linen. It was adorned with a simple crystal vase filled with deep red roses and two empty wine glasses that caught the golden light. There were no waitstaff standing in the shadows, no sommelier waiting to pour a vintage and no high-society guest list checking their watches. The background noise of the chaotic New York streets had completely vanished, replaced by the soft,hum of a classic, soulful melody floating gently from unseen s