There's a girl on Bridget's street that is always smiling. But she's dressed in rags, has ratty, tangled hair, and scraped up feet. People donate shoes to her every day. Why doesn't the barefoot girl ever wear them? And what's the secret to her happiness? Can Bridget learn what lasting happiness is from this mysterious girl? What will she learn about herself on the way? And will she ever be free from the one day of her past that haunts her the most? Cover made by @katerina_xx! Thanks for reading everyone! Complete! (And under editing. Nothing about the plot will change:)

Wade smiled at her, and their eyes met. Aubrey held her breath as she studied his sapphire eyes, so deep and so bold. If only they didn't look as if they were piercing through her soul. "I know that I can grow to love you with all my heart, and I'm gonna make you love me right back... even if it kills me" he whispered. Aubrey Cutshall is a woman who has no idea what she wants or how she wants it, and that goes double for husbands. When a problem with her grandmother's will causes her to have need of one of them by her 21st birthday, she sets off to find one of the two-legged annoyances. What she never expected was to find a God-fearing one, let alone a good looking one. All Wade Dylan knows is that he's in a bind. He is caught between his freedom or keeping his honor, but his worries just begin when the choice is made for him. What starts out as a mere arrangement of convenience turns out to be the worst idea of his life. She thinks she doesn't fit in his world. She is his world. Can faith in their God bring them together?

Jeanette Arthur had no idea what was going to happen to her when they opened the doors. Was she going to die? Or would she wish she was dead? She began to think that this kind of thing didn't happen to people like her, but she realized how wrong she was. This became her story's end the night she picked up those drinks. When she let herself step into that building, when she accepted that job and put on those clothes. They had made her believe she was important. Special. Worth loving. She had thought all these people wanted her, but they only wanted the lie she was selling. She knew this was no longer pretend. She was no longer in control, and she was no longer the one selling herself. She wanted someone to rewrite her story. So for the first time in her life, she raised up her hands, and she started to pray.

"Okay let's make a deal." He says while walking closer to me. "Let's see if you can break down the bad boy's walls and get him to become as holy as you." Crap. How am I going to do this? It'd probably be easier if he wasn't so close to me, causing his lips to be mere inches away from mine. He backs away and began to walk down the hall. "Good Luck!" ------------------------------------- Emily Watson is an Apostolic Pentecostal Christian. Parker Adams is your typical bad boy. After Parker challenges her to convince him why her beliefs are so amazing she struggles to witness to him. Can she do it and help break down Parker's walls? ------- Best Rankings: #1- Christians #1- Pentecostal #290- Christian #160- Christian #141- Church #736- Teens #1- Apostolic #689- Teens #524- Teens

"𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 ... 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎" Sherah Baguilat had her life all planned out. She is to serve God with her father, a missionary whose calling is to bring the people of Kalinga to salvation. Despite being high in the mountains, she looked forward to what she will become - a preacher of the Gospel. Finally, at age twenty four, a graduate of Nursing and Theological Studies, she leaves her life as a city girl to join her father in the High mountains of Kalinga, deep into the forests of Tinglayan to fulfill her call. What she is unaware of, however, is what comes her way when she gets there. For her call is not only to bring the people there to salvation, but to bring Eli Lumaweg to salvation - the captain of a terrorist group that takes her captive. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Damn!" The man walked towards me, a whistle in his lips as he ran a hand on my back. My skin crawled in disgust. "Don't touch me!" I hissed, panting as I looked at his soiled and sweaty countenance. The other men around me began to chuckle. "I sure am gonna enjoy you tonight," He stretched his hand towards my face. In a snap, I turned in defense, stepping away from the horrid man as far as I could. Seconds ticked ... I felt nothing. Silence overcame the circle. What happened? I lifted my gaze slowly. Another man now gripped his outstretched arm. "You won't," Authority emanated from his eyes, strength manifest in the way his arm gripped the other. Slowly, his gaze made its way to me. I swallowed. "She's mine," Copyright ©️ 2020 Immaya Hills All Rights Reserved

What if the saints of old walked among us today-would we honor their triumphs, or whisper about their secrets? Zarinna knows the weight of hidden truths. Once devoted, now marked by choices she cannot undo, she carries shame like a shadow she cannot shake-and a longing for a God she fears may no longer be there. Then he appears. David Awiyao. No announcements, no fanfare-just a man whose calm presence seems to see through the cracks in her life, whose words stir something she thought buried forever. Grace begins to move where shame once ruled, and questions she dared not ask start to demand answers. Will she retreat into her darkness-or step into a light she never expected? Previously titled Restore ©️ 2020 Immaya Valeriano All Rights Reserved

A story of a man who saw this worship singer who sang in their church and he began to fall in love with her. The man moved heaven and earth just to win her heart, but the woman does not seem to like him. Meet Jacob. He went back to his hometown in Cebu after his heartbreak in Manila and adjusted a new lifestyle. He finds another church to worship and serve every Sunday. While Jacob was attending a worship service, she saw a worship singer that caught his attention and began to have an admiration for her. Her name is Rachel. He then searches for this girl and does not stop chasing and finding opportunities to be with her, but Rachel shows no interest in him. Would Rachel be impressed by his efforts? Would she give Jacob a chance to show his adoration for her? Find out on my novel - When God my showed me you. A Christian romance novel that shows us that love and patience must go hand in hand.

Johanna Dumay came to the city chasing a better future, but what she carried with her was heavier than any suitcase-a heart of stone. Born from a broken home, her life was marked by disappointment, her dreams buried beneath years of loneliness and despair. In a nation that called itself "Christian," Johanna found no comfort-only deeper doubts. If God was truly loving, why had He let her world fall apart? With each passing day, her heart grew colder, her soul hardening into the very image of misery. And then-He showed up. An encounter she never saw coming begins to shatter the walls around her. The life she thought was meaningless is suddenly rewritten by grace, and every morning feels like waking into a miracle she never dared to hope for. This is the story of a woman once lost beyond saving-until love Himself found her. A story that whispers a truth many long to believe: no heart is too hard, no life too broken, no soul too far gone for God. --- "But Johanna-" her voice cracked with disbelief, eyes narrowing as if searching for the girl I once was, "you were the devil's darling all your life. What in the world happened to you!?" I drew in a breath, the weight of every scar, every midnight battle, every broken piece of me pressing into that single moment. "Jesus," I whispered, "Jesus happened to me."

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But without faith, it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him. Hebrew 11:6 "What is our purpose here?" glancing up at the stars before turning to face him, a gentle smile on his face. "Someone once told me that our purpose is to cherish this entire journey and establish everlasting memories throughout," his gaze reflecting the twinkling stars above us. As I took in his words, his stare, and the way the breeze ruffled his hair softly, my heart skip a beat. "But, to me, I think, No I know, our purpose is To seek Him." "Look for Him? Do you mean God?" "Yes, God is what I mean. The firmness and certainty in his tone drew me in, and I found myself leaning in closer to hear his steady, quiet voice. "I think that the reason we are here is to find our way back to the One who created this world and us all to once more have a connection to the love and peacefulness that He has always desired for us."