The King Of Heaven Novels & Stories

she whispered, "are you okay?" He lifted his head to look at her, "I'm in heaven, baby."

The tension was palpable, especially between me and Leonardo, but I maintained my innocence - have you met that guy? Jose King boomed a warm welcome, his deep voice commanding attention. "Hey, son, welcome!" I offered an awkward smile, "Good day, sir." He chuckled and replied, "Oh, please, stop calling me sir. Just call me Jose." His smirk hinted at a friendly warning.

Heaven stated and turned around. Yoel stopped fumbling with the pen and swirled the chair around to look at Heaven's face. He got out of the chair and walked towards her, "As your master, there are things I need to keep from you until I affirm them." "So you're trying to say she really did them. Is she also a witch?" Heaven asked again. Yoel got to her and extended his hand to touch her face. "Do you know who I am?" "Yes." "Yoel, the king of the demons." Heaven replied.

What kind of person could possibly live up to all this hype? "No more words," Morgan said. "The time has come. The High Marshal has already entered Heaven on Earth." Heaven on Earth was a palace located behind the Skyward Sanctum. In a few moments, Gideon would walk out from Heaven on Earth, following the ornate, dragon-carved pathway and stepping onto the Skyward Sanctum's altar to stand before the entire nation as a newly crowned star. The plaza erupted in energy. Countless eyes locked onto Heaven on Earth, waiting breathlessly.

It grumbled and although her heart skipped a beat, she remembered Alex had kept the Kingdom in her hands, and therefore, protecting it was now left to her. Rising from the bed, she stared at this monstrous-looking demon. "Who are you?" She asked the monster which let out a deep breath, releasing a huge patch of smoke from its nostrils. "I am the King of darkness, of destruction, and of death. I am the ruler of hell, an eternal torturer and my name is Sathanas." His deep voice rumbled and she wondered how the guards in the corridor didn't hear it. "Sathanas? What are you doing here? Obviously, here doesn't look like hell, which means you can't rule here."

I gritted out, my tone clear and stable. I could feel his burning gaze on me, Zerth threatening to reveal himself as I used my throne. It wasn't my fault they were too weak to protect themselves from the Demons and Devils of Viagra. Instead, they needed help from those who bare no soul. Thus they pledged allegiance and I became the King of Kings. Either way, all this could be changed in a breathe that I know, that is why I shall see each kingdom crumble before that ever happens. The table shook and I sighed, knowing fully well Fat King Rodrick of the Witches And Wizards was about to open his cowardly mouth,

on the fifth ring, someone picked the phone. "Hello" it was a heavy male voice ."Hi" she felt like she cannot utter a single word. "I am talking from Paris" She tried to make a conversation. " From Paris? Who?" His voice was confident. tears filled her eyes "I am your cousin Sarah. Can I talk to your mother, please? "She has gone to visit her friend. I can deliver the message." He sounded busy. She did not know what to say next. "Actually Aunty said she will attend the wedding, in Paris"

A speaker sounded in the room and a voice came through. “You Pass Diane Donaldson”. All the other men fell on their knees and bowed, reluctantly. The man bowed too, and Mr Smith did the same despite he didn't fully understand the whole concept, but one thing was certain: they weren't dying that day. From experience as a hitman for top politicians in Los Angeles, he knew that there was a higher power involved here, all he hoped for now was Diane Donaldson finding him worthy. *** *Present Moment*

continued Daniel. Kenzo dripped crystal grains that almost hit his handsome face and he couldn't imagine how much their Love Heaven struggles. "I know Dissa is similar to Sarah, your wife. But, for the love of heaven, let her be my wife. Don't hurt yourself for selfishness and revenge. Let's start a new life and arrange a better life." added Daniel. Kenzo turned his gaze towards Daniel. "I'm not sincere if you guys are happy and while I'm suffering!" Kenzo snapped clenching his fists and glaring at Daniel.

“Your brother is not only a king by blood. He is chosen. The crown he wears is not merely gold — it is grace. A king on earth is a servant of the Almighty. He carries not just laws, but the breath of Heaven’s will.” Aabroo looked at her, confused and hopeful. “Do you think the Lord, who watches even the sparrow in its flight, would let harm come to His own anointed?” Inayat continued. “The king is prayed for every dawn and every dusk. Whispered blessings rise for him like morning fog. How could Heaven not hear them? He is wrapped in prayers like armor, and in love fiercer than any sword.”