The Mind Of God Novels & Stories

“You are the bride of a god.” Her breath caught. “Bride… of a god?” Her fingers tightened around the ring. “What bride?What God” She has never met any God let alone to consent to any marriage. Wait he couldn’t possibly mean his bride right? She gasped as it dawned on her she was referring to himself. So he is a God? Ivana stood there confused as several thoughts flooded her mind. “Yes, mortal.” His eyes bore into her. “And being bound to you…” His jaw clenched. “Only deepens my hatred for humans.”

He wasn't a god with a gun. He was a god with a mind. And that was infinitely more terrifying.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”

"I know what you're thinking; how did I know?" Well, do you read minds now? My subconscious sneered. "I don't read minds either, the holy spirit just communes with me often." If I was sipping a drink, I would have been on my way to heaven after serious chokes and coughs. Being able to read someone's mind was something. But a person who probably kills for a living communing with the holy spirit? I definitely didn't see that one coming. "Don't be so shocked, even the devil talks with God every once in a while, sometimes to take permission to screw his people like he did with Job and sometimes to just check in on his biggest enemy and say what's up?"

she desperately tried to fight hard but her body was going limp and giving up with his touch, as darkness surrounded her mind. Our mind is the most powerfull tool we have been gifted with, keep it strong to fight strongly.. All Hearts !

However, he does. Because it was an answer through ‘research’. I don’t understand. He told me that I don’t need to. Because the more he knows, the more he understands which would return with more questions, the more the answer for the problems leads to the existence of the ‘God of Creation’. He asked me before— something like ‘how the world begins’? How would I know? ‘Big bang?’ I answered. —something like ‘why do humans and different races all over the world exist’?

"I have been waiting for you to say something for a while now and you have just been mute. Did I make you feel uncomfortable with my curiosity?" Blackwheel pursed his lips, looking dull. "No! You didn't! What is going on in my mind is far from anything related to you. I am just thinking about something that left my mind blank for a while." "What were you thinking about, sir? Do you mind letting me inside your head?" "The heartbeat of God!" Blackwheel replied rather in an exciting manner. "I was thinking about the heartbeat of God and his appearance." Xavi’s tone was now challenging "Why are you thinking about the heartbeat of God? What do you intend to do with the heart of God? Take it away

My mind was swirling with confusion and the weight of his actions; I needed time to process all this information and assess what it meant for me. After yesterday's events, my thoughts were a tangled mess. Part of me wondered if God had finally answered my long-standing prayer for a true companion, someone who would be there for me through thick and thin. But an unsettling doubt crept in—what if the devil was also listening to prayers, manipulating my hopes by sending someone who could potentially make my life even worse? The duality of faith and fear swirled in my mind, leaving me unsure of whom to trust or what path to take.

7 mi) wide danger zone from unstable volcanoes constantly disturbs the calm of God's creations. Nancy expected a reward because God's word is active and powerful and is sharper than two edged swords that pierces into the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, joints, and bone marrows, and judges the mind and intents of the heart. She made a rewarding declaration by the promises of Jesus Christ in His mighty name all this is possible.

I turned around and slide down the length of the door and when I finally felt the floor support me I became sitting with my head against my knees pressed up against my only way out. 'What interest would a god have in me? What interest would Enosos have in me? He was the god of seduction, he could have anyone and yet he has demanded me since I was nothing more then an innocent child. How could I be his? How could he claim that power over me?'