Novel & Cerita Which Godly Parent Do I Have

"Hey, little ones. I'm your dad. I'm going to love you so much it might be embarrassing. Fair warning." We stayed up all night planning, dreaming, worrying. Would they have my phoenix fire? His wolf lightning? Both? Neither? We decided we didn't care. They could be completely ordinary and we'd love them with the fierce devotion of parents who'd almost lost everything before they could begin. "What if I'm terrible at this?" I asked as dawn painted our room gold. "I barely had a mother. My father figure was Marcus, and he was... complicated. What if I don't know how to love them right?"

Creed motions towards our father, letting go of me. “I’m sorry, Alex. I kept a secret from you, from everyone. It’s hard to say this…” he rambled on, not able to look me in the eyes, “your mother- wasn’t an ordinary person. She was the direct descendant of the goddess. When she died, that title was placed onto you-“ A gasp tears sharply out of me before our father can say anything else, dropping down onto my knees while gut wrenching sobs tear out of my throat.

“ Yeah. Dad made me understand that, Our creator would never leave one comfortless and without company. ” “ True. He always finds a way. Remember, Psalm 27 vs 10 where the psalmist wrote. “ Even if my father and my mother forsake me then the Lord will take me up. ” Which means, even if both our parents abandon us or forsake us. The Lord will find ways to adopt us and make us feel loved and wanted. ” “ Yeah. ” Mira sighed. “ Dad told me about destiny helpers and how unique their purpose is. He also made me understand that I happened to be among the few lucky ones that had their destiny helper and divinely ordained partners to be one person. ”

Anna looked at Nana who was already in tears running towards her and bursting into her arms. "Pray for Daddy to face God happily, dear. Daddy is a good person, we pray that the path is bright. You are a light to Daddy, for Daddy's charity has been cut off, except for only three things." "What is it, Mommy?" "Good deeds, useful knowledge, and children who always pray for their parents. You can make Daddy go to Heaven. You are the eldest kid, you must be able to guide your younger siblings to become responsible individuals that Daddy can be proud of when he meets the Creator later.”

“Questioning that for years isn't going to negate the truth of your existence.” “That man is not my father,” I said sternly. “He's a god, and you're right in saying he's not your father because he didn't act like one,” Connor said. “But you can't close yourself off to listening to his words. It's possible that what he says is true and it was better his absence than his presence. That we won't know until it's time. One thing I learned from my parents, though, is that a lot of times you have to make tough decisions when you have children.”

I said, "I am suffering. My parents died trying to save a stranger, and now I am alone in the world. I wish they hadn't done it. I wish they were still alive." The goddess listened patiently as I poured out my heart to her, and when I had finished, she spoke softly. "My child, your parents were brave and selfless. They gave their lives to save another, and that is a noble thing. You should be proud of them, and honor their memory." "But goddess," I said, wiping away my tears, "what am I supposed to do now? I have no family, no mate, no one to turn to."

One way to find out. "The Goddess Hera and Arch Angel Michael are my parents." Hades pulled a bottle from his suit pocket and gave it to Lillith, the tiny little girl in his arms. I stood up on my tiptoes to see, but Parisa's questions kept interrupting me. "How old are you, dear?" Parisa's voice wasn't as friendly but now more curious. "Twenty-four," I hummed, still looking at the baby. "Mom and Dad are at home waiting for their baby," I said, giving out more information than needed.

Dreaming of My Keya. The next day I visited my parents home. I had been telling them about Keya too. And mom says, “If it’s meant to be, then it will be Manny. If the Heavenly Father has made her for you. Then she is for you and no one else.” My dad adds. “Yeah son, if she is truly for you, it will happen when it is time for it to happen. So don’t try and rush these things, have patience and remember, can’t no one close the doors that The Heavenly Father has opened or open up the doors He has closed okay?” “Yes, thanks, I truly needed to hear this, I love y’all.” I went and gave them both hugs and kisses. I love my parents they were forever by my side.

Dante says. "I am not the daughter of the godfather. Well, at least, I do not think I am," I say. I'm not so sure about myself anymore. I always wanted to know my parents, but damn, I must have the shittiest luck in the world. If I got kidnapped and dropped off at an orphanage, then I am bad luck since I was a baby. Having a godfather as a father will just be the cherry on top of all my bad luck throughout life. Just as I thought I was getting a break, boom, my bad luck strikes again.