The Man After His Own Heart
A story of a man after God's heart
Condemnation is a bondage that most of us have been doing intentional or unintentional. Condemning people of who they were and what they have done. Isabelle has been condemned by people and including herself all her life. This has been an unending silent battle for her that she just let herself drown into it. Can som...
Life is a series of choices we make and love is a big part of it. Like a new canvas that is ready to be painted-- the people that we've met that loved, hurt us and touched our lives brought strokes of different light and shade colors that decorated our unique and beautiful painting called life. Leah's life is a serie...
in which marcus and audrey exchange sweaters. © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.
Forgiveness is a choice but for those who are badly hurt and tainted, forgiveness doesn't seem to be a better choice. An unwanted pregnancy, a loveless marriage and a husband who abused her, Sam has the worst situation in life but through this dire situation arises a love story, a love story with God.
"Cinderella had till midnight, I have twelve kisses to win back my prince's heart," John wants Metilda to end their marriage.He believes that he has fallen in love with another woman. Metilda agrees but she has one condition. John must kiss her every afternoon in-front of their son for twelve da...
gus; [noun] 1. the only boy who likes the stars © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014. N. A.
[✓] Can a boy really consist of so much coffee, that you fall in love with him. Mocha believes so, she is just not sure if he is returning the favor. Ranked #137 in Poetry & #239 in Short Story
A (not-so) hopeless romantic writer. A weird (not-so-much of a) stranger. A lot of (denying) feelings in between. A (continuation of the online) connection that ends on 11 / 23.
There would always be people that you will hate the very first time that you meet them and there would also be people that will leave a lasting impression in your heart.
My name is Ash. I'm a killer and I love you. Note: This is a mildly dark story.
I'm Anais. I'm perfect. Nobody can say otherwise. And I had true love in the palm of my hands, and I let it go away. Hmm, maybe I'm not so perfect after all.
I've been writing to him for years. Him who made me fall in love at first sight Him who can make me smile Him who has been in prison for a long time I love him but am I waiting for nothing?
A writer. A weird stranger. A lot of little conversations. An online understanding. Every night. 23:11.