The Holy Innocents Book Novels & Stories

He couldn’t believe it…he didn’t know now what to do and how to save his love…his wife…when as if hearing his anxious heart, he heard the bell ringing in the temple. He looked in the direction and found the same temple which both he and Anna had visited just a few days back. All of a sudden, his feet took him to the temple. He remembers the doctor's words, his Grandma’s belief on god. He remembers her beautiful sight clad in red saree on that auspicious day…and automatically a painful smile covered his face. When he reached the temple, it was lonely because it was late night by now…he looked at the ideal goddess and knelt down before it, “why God! Why should that innocent girl be punished fo

She hurriedly removed her chain and put it around the child's neck and after kissing her child one last time she gave the child to Mohan. "Run and don't turn back." Mohan ran from there to save the innocent life in his arms. After sending her baby she turned towards the door and wiping her tears she stood straight to face those monsters. Few minutes later Mohan heard a gunshot. He flinched but seeing an innocent life in his arms he again started running to save the baby. When he was near to cross the Mansion's gate he heard a thundering voice from behind. "STOP RIGHT THERE!" Mohan froze on his feet. Gathering all his courage he turned and saw that one of the killers was shouting on one of th

I run my finger along the binders sighing as I stop on one book getting it out my eyes meet a set of hazel ones on the other side of the bookcase, I clear my throat as I keep walking reading the blurb on the back. "You chose quite a violent book" I hear a deep voice from behind me. I replied "Yeah well it doesn't hurt to read a bit of violence," I say as my eyes trailed up along his masculine torso. "Have I seen you before?" I asked He smiles "I'm on the college campus," He replied "My name is Roselle..." I introduce myself He puts his Shakespeare book on the table "Jace It's nice to meet you.." he replied shaking my hand sparks shooting up my arms.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

My shaky finger clicked on the new message. Mr. Joe Anderson. *What are you trying to learn from that book? I could teach you* Goosebumps raced through my skin. There was no way in hell April's Dad would say this to me. He thought of me as a kid, he treated me as such, ever since day one. He'd never say these things to me. Something was wrong. Maybe his phone got hacked? Another text. *But I must warn you. Everything in that book you're holding is a bit…hardcore. Can your fragile body handle that?*

He pulled both of us into a crushing embrace, his heart beating like a drum against my ear. "I have him," I sobbed into his shoulder. "We're back. We're home." I looked down at Cian. He was fast asleep in my arms, his skin warm, his eyes closed. But on the floor, in the center of the nursery, the circle of salt was gone. In its place was a single, white leather book. The Ledger of the Unborn. I reached out and opened it. The first page was no longer violet. It was blank. But on the last page, a new name had appeared in ink that looked like dried blood.

The defeated men looked at Ace as if he was some kind of god. They lowered their guns and Ace smirk only grew. He heard a whimper and he went to the closed room. Opening it , a bunch of woman and children were huddled up. The woman scream , pushing their children away. "Noah . Bring these woman and children to the house." He said loudly. The boy from before looks at the gun then back at him. "Are you going to help us?" He asks with hope.

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I quickly asked him and my heart beat faster because of that. "It's outside, where the beheading of traitors takes place," he promised me tearfully. "I'm begging you, Mr. Ales. Please save him. The child is innocent, they will take two lives," she wailed and I could hardly describe Angelica because of the sheer fear on her face. "I'll do what I can, Angelica," I responded with pity to her and I didn't wait for Angelica to stand up and I ran out of the palace to go to the execution area.

--- Ayana stood in Nelson's living room in the afternoon quiet after Cat left around 2 and looked around at the space that was now, temporarily or permanently, her home. Bare walls. Careful shelves. The couch had barely been used. The kitchen with its two mugs on the table — she'd left them there deliberately, some superstition about the morning, about not erasing the evidence that something had shifted. She went to the bookshelves. Ran her fingers along the spines. Social work texts. Philosophy. History. A worn copy of *Meditations* by Marcus Aurelius with the corners bent back. A Bible — different from her father's, less used, the kind kept for reference rather than comfort.