Twisting Scripture Novels & Stories

" I threw at them after I was done with furious writing, I sighed. I wanted to talk but my throat was paining. Screw doctors, screw their predictions. Screw them constantly putting human in a state of fear. They would say something wasn't possible, were they the Creator? ; who gave and took. I looked at my family; mom, Lut, Maryam, Abdulrahman, Yusuf, and his parents. "Oh dear," Yusuf's father said softly, "Allah really blesses you with knowledge. You are knowledgeable, I wish I was blessed with a daughter like you. May Allah bless you. I've learnt something new today" remarked, wiping his face. "And He said in surah AL-Israa," Say: "Call upon Allah, or call upon Rahman: by whatever name ye

My head was down and my focus into the purse that I was aware of the other person coming from the other side. It was only then I noticed when I bumped into them causing the both of us to stumble down onto the floor. “Oof!” he suck up a breath when my entire weight fell on him then his hands were on my bareback. I tensed and tried to get up but my hand was stuck behind his back. And I want to believe it was twisted as well because of the throbbing pain. “Stop moving. You will make it worse,” the person said and I will admit. His deep husky voice was so soothing, it made me want to relax and be taken care of but I didn’t give into the temptation. I needed to get up. Like now!

Crossing his arms over his chest he looks at him expectantly. “She's a twin.” “Get to the point.” “I- I think that was the point.” Sanele looks at Snakes with pursed lips. Snakes raise his eyebrow, he nods in understanding as he retrieves his phone to play some game on it. “Right, go on.”

His mother had given him instruction to clear out the loose end who had threaten to expose them if they don’t add to his pay. “You know one thing about weed, Josh?” Ryan said to the guard who shielded him with the umbrella. “No matter how you treat them, they are still unwanted” he added and started walking over to were Martin was. The sound of the water splashing as Ryan stepped on puddles notified Martin that someone was behind him. “The dead are unconscious of nothing; that’s a popular saying from the Jehovah’s Witnesses yunno” Ryan stated as he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket. He held it out and a guard lit it up for him.

This was what it mеant to bе truly alivе, to burn with such sеaring brightnеss that thе rеst of thе world palеd into insignificancе. Timе sееmеd to splintеr and twist around thеm, еach sеcond an еtеrnity trappеd in thе throеs of unrеlеnting passion. Sarah barеly rеgistеrеd thе sounds bеing torn from hеr own lips – nееdy whimpеrs and guttural moans that sеrvеd as a brеathlеss aria to thе unholy joining of thеir bodiеs.

No wonder Lucrezia had gone to such lengths to make sure her daughter didn't end up with this man. "Do you, Sofia De Luca take this man to be your lawful wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, baring all others until death do you part?" The priest asked. The man's hand tightened around mine and I blinked at him, tempted to say no and just escape from all of this. But Tricia's life was on the line. I had no doubt that she would die if I made the wrong move. "I do." "Do you, Roman Moretti-"

"So, I've decided to listen to the Moon Goddess' guidance and your advice. I shall abort this pup, remarry, and start a new life." Andre's face twisted in sudden disbelief.

mused a renowned philosopher, his words capturing the essence of their scholarly pursuits. In the Athenian Senate, the twist introduced by Elysium became a focal point of debates. Quoted conversations among senators oscillated between those eager to embrace the seer's guidance and others hesitant to align their political strategies with what they perceived as mystical interpretations. "We must tread carefully. The twists of cosmic prophecy should not become a tool for manipulation within these walls," cautioned a senator, voicing the concerns of those wary of allowing mystical forces to shape political decisions.

The voice made me remember a verse our pastor used as a sermon in the bible the last time I attended the evening bible study that always takes place every Tuesday. I can recall the verse very well that says, "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Take therefore the whole armour of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand, therefore, with your loins girt with truth and your breastplate of righteousness on. And with the preparation of the gospel of peace on your feet;

I stammered. “Praise the Lord,” he shouted again, with a small smile appearing on his face. “Hallelujah,” they chorused again. “Brethren, this is the final stage for his prosper and victory tonight. In the book of Ephesians 6:12, we are told that we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places…amen.” “Amen,” the people below chanted in unison.