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"All the implicating features were in Theekshana's pocket. In amongst talking to Karunaratne about the loan, Theekshana had been speaking to the wire he was carrying and expressing an absolutely fictitious account in which he was an unlawful munitions broker and the fifty thousand dollars he was advancing to Karunaratne had originated from the sale of a ground-to-air missile. Theekshana had money, influences, and a strategy to use another warhead to eliminate the Pakistani ambassador or so he maintained. All this seems to have vanished into one of Karunaratne's ears and out of the other if it ever arrived at his ears at all. Perhaps it in no way got past Theekshana's pocket. The Muslim relig

Boyoung said as she looked deep into Shawn's eyes. ♩ ♬ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♩ Oh, oh, I I hope you're dancing in the sky And I hope you're singing in the angel's choir And I hope the angels know what they have I'll bet it's so nice up in heaven since you arrived So tell me, what do you do up in heaven? Are your days filled with love and light? Is there music? Is there art and adventure? Tell me are you happy? Are you more alive?

Only logic to choose them if it is to follow the legend. There are temples and prays, but also the talk that the gods are long gone to create other worlds. And maybe someday we’ll visit them just as we do with the human world. Though we may be visited as well by creatures just like us, who can blend into the crowd. Logic again. Uh. My restless mind and the nice wine won't let me relax for a minute. Feeling someone who flew above, made me look into the stary sky. A soft breeze ruffled my hair and I closed my eyes deepening the feeling.

She would see if she could fall asleep before she reached one thousand. By three thousand Millie was tearing her hair out. It was no use, she would just get up. The radio alarm at the side of her bed said five past four, and she pressed the button to turn the radio on. The news was just at an end, and the next song was 'Love To Be.' Millie listened carefully to the haunting melody of lost love, a man who found his true love and lost her to a silly argument. The voice sounded familiar, and she wasn't too surprised when she heard who it was. "Oh that Nick Henderson certainly knows how to break hearts," said the radio presenter "that's our record of the week, and now this is another fabulous si

Luckily though, Leo was now seated on Nathan's laps, pointing at something in a storybook Nathan had bought the day before. I stood, resting on the wall and watched them. 'Could I though?' my train of thoughts betrayed me again and this time I let it. Could I get used to this? I mean, although Leo was the best thing to ever happen to me, I needed a break sometimes. Nathan Sterling seemed too good to be true and what he was offering was like heaven on earth to me. I had always wanted a little glimpse of heaven after I lost it years ago and here I am getting an offer to view the whole of heaven. The problem though was that I wasn't sure what to expect if I entered this 'heaven on earth.' What

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.

At Heaven Far above, Zadkiel, accompanied by Wrath and his lover Jophiel, arrived amidst the devastation of Heaven itself. The once-pristine spires and radiant gardens were scorched, broken, and trembling under the assault of fallen angels. The celestial light that usually bathed the realm was dimmed by smoke, void, and chaos, and the sound of clashing divine power echoed across the clouds.

my grandmother gasped and clutched at her chest. My mother bent her head and quietly sobbed into her handkerchief. “What else aren't you telling us? Isn't Heaven out of surgery? Where is she?” my father said coldly. I clenched my fists at his overbearing tone. How would I tell them that Heaven is pregnant and in a coma? “Heaven…” Sensing my hesitation, Grandma grew more agitated. “Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with Heaven?” Taking a deep breath, I could only say, “Heaven fell into a…a coma.”

Kaiser focused his attention towards the light at the end of the tunnel-like cell, trying not to get distracted by the figures humping and twisting, groaning with lust. After all, he’s still a man… a weaker one in temptation. He cleared his throat when he reached the end of the entrance. Now, he stood facing the place they call the tabernacle. It’s basically a house of worship. Nevertheless, instead of God, Himself, it was Mr. Hunt whom they worship as they believe the man spoke the words of the gospel and salvation. They do not have the slightest idea that they were only experimental subjects for his wicked plans to enter the other realm.

She'd been brutally robbed of a lifetime with her mom, and would never know a mother's love. "Daddy said she's in heaven." "She is. And she's always watching over you. She's happy to see you grow big, strong, and kind," Marybeth assured her, even though she was a firm atheist and didn't believe in heaven or hell. Heck, she'd stopped believing in the fairy tale that was God as soon as she was old enough to understand the true nature of human beings.