Sometimes life isn't what you want it to be. Sometimes it ends before you're ready.

A book of prompts solidly based in the Bible that I decided to compose. These prompts will help stimulate your creative juices while coming up with short stories or novels that are Bible-based. Don't worry. They won't be so creative that they add or subtract from the Written Word. Jehovah Bless! And I hope you love them!

On a plane a woman with no faith is suddenly privy to a horrible secret of the man next to her. The question is does she have faith?

Extract from "Paharer Pathe Pathe"

SEQUEL TO "LYDIA, SELLER OF PURPLE"- After Lydia's death at the stake, Josh and the Christians are left confused and torn. But Josh made a promise to Lydia before she died- he would free her father. Meanwhile, Sakura is taking care of another problem on her hands. Will Josh ever stop hearing Lydia's voice, and will Sakura be able to figure out how to get out of the mess she's in?

Things are changing. People stepping out from the darkness. To live you must first fight.

As his mother lies riddled with cancer, a son seeks to heal her using a variety of supernatural/paranormal means calling upon beings from other realities and a kind junior doctor.

강남텐프로「오피suta.컴 」조엘 XVI「오피스타」 사이트추천 강남건마 강남텐프로 강남키스방 강남건마 강남텐프로「오피suta.컴 」조엘 XVI「오피스타」 사이트추천 강남건마 강남텐프로 강남키스방 강남건마

상도풀싸롱「오피스타』조엘 XVI 오피suta.컴 〉오피star부평휴게텔 부평휴게텔프로필 부평휴게텔 부평휴게텔사이트추천 상도풀싸롱「오피스타』조엘 XVI 오피suta.컴 〉오피star부평휴게텔 부평휴게텔프로필 부평휴게텔 부평휴게텔사이트추천

So I'm doing a writing contest and I want to know what you all think before I go and insert this, is it good? honestly I'm super proud of it and I want to know what others think so read and reply to me what you think, it would help a bunch thanks.

Dari Page of Cups, untuk starberry. Summary: Perenungan tentang kematian. Dibuat untuk menyelesaikan event tukaran cerpen.

I never believed in life after death. When you're dead, you're dead. No thoughts, no consciousness. No staying around to look after your loved ones. No haunting the people who have hurt you in life. There is just a big, black nothingness. Death, to me, had always simply meant death.

Joseph grew up in a poor background, with the only riches he found being the faith he found on his own. Love is a journey that is often times painful and making the wrong choice even once could have devastating consequences. Will Joseph be able to do what's right, or will he pay the price of love?

Just some more musings.

Not too sure what I should have put this under. Some of my thoughts and ponderings.

This is a story about one woman's journey from the depths of tragedy to the heights of forgiveness. When her husband and son are killed, she becomes bitter and blames God. But when her best friend introduces her to a handsome young stranger, she can feel her heart begin to thaw. What will she do when she realizes she is falling in love with a pastor?

I can see blood. It's on my hands. But it's not there. Yours. His. Hers. You have blood. I can see it on you. Oh what is this? Who are you?

I feel compelled to say that this is the absolute worst day of my life. First, I failed my biology final, next I died. The worst thing about it is, that it doesn't even stop there! I can't even rest in peace, because someone decided to use me as incentive for the apocalypse! So now, it's my obligation to go put them in their place and prevent the death of all human-kind.

A young woman finds herself falling deeply in love with Jesus. Catholic Christian Story.

A young girl decides to pledge a sorority. No flames, please.

It is a short story of a simple encounter between two individuals that is slightly different than most interactions.

Bonsoir, Cette histoire, je l'ai écrite lors d'une période difficile donc si il y a des incoherence c'est normal. Ca parle beaucoup de mort et de peur, et ca pourrait même être consideré comme triste a certains moment. A vous de voir en lisant. Sur ce je vous souhaite une bonne lecture ! (si vous voulez la lire bien entendu).

Here's a small theory I made up, about if the Universe was our subconscious mind and if we were God(s). It's just a theory, so I may be wrong, of course.

Our goodbyes are never easy, but we must find a way to say them nonetheless. A matriarch confronts her fate while embracing the wonderful life she is leaving behind. Dedicated to my wonderful grandmother.

I woke up in the desert... and saw him, his hand reaching out for me on the ground, "Will you follow me?" - Christian story.