Churchlovestory Stories

Everyone in the town knows Eliana Grace. She's the girl with the warmest smile, the softest prayers, and the kind of faith that never wavers until her world cracks in two. After the devastating loss of her twin sister, Eliana's once-bright spirit begins to dim. Though she still shows up at every church service, every community gathering, and every youth fellowship, the girl everyone loves is quietly drowning in grief. Her baking? Less sweet. Her art? More storm than sunshine. And though she won't admit it, her prayers feel a little quieter these days. Then Malachi Rivers moves in. He's new, reserved, and carrying scars of his own but there's something about the way he listens, the way he gently shows up when no one else sees her falling apart. They meet at a church gathering neither of them expected to attend, and from that moment on, something begins to bloom-fragile, hesitant, but real. Bound by faith, loss, and a shared love for baking, Eliana and Malachi begin to discover that maybe just maybe God isn't done writing their stories. And even in the ruins, there can be beauty. Even after heartbreak, there can be hope.

I'm just staring at her. She looks beautiful even with eyes closed. I knew i love her. I love everything about her. I'm looking at her right now as she worship God. I'm looking at her peacefully as she surrendering all of her to God. This relentless is everything. She is everything. {ONGOING} {EDITING} 06/25/21 enjoy reading!!!

Deborah's a medical student trying to balance hectic university life, friends and family. But when a mysterious tattooed new member enters her church, no one could imagine the sparks, drama and lies about to unfold. Set in the UK.

Zariah is the worship leader everyone admires anointed, disciplined, and on fire for God. Her voice ushers in heaven, and when she speaks in tongues, the entire church feels the weight of glory. She's the kind of woman young girls look up to... and the kind of woman Malachi tries not to desire. Malachi is the tall, brooding keyboardist with a brown-sugar voice and a gift for melodies that stir the soul. He plays like he's in love with God but sometimes, he plays like he's in love with her. They've never crossed a line. But their eyes speak in tongues of their own during worship rehearsals, night prayer meetings, and silent moments backstage. The tension is holy, heated, and heavy. Zariah knows the Spirit. But what does she do when her flesh starts to tremble not in sin, but in longing? Can two hearts honor God... and still feel this drawn?