Nonbeliever Stories

An atheist "God does not exist!" She says out to our sunday school teacher. It was the our first Sunday back in the teenager's church after the children harvest.

When I write a poem that actually turns out well, it goes here.

Sanegiyuu "𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐬. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲... 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧." ___________________________________________ Before gods had names, before the heavens were silent and the mortal world forgot their songs, there was Takamagahara,the Celestial Realm. A place where starlight flowed like blood, and every soul was a thread upon the Loom of fate. This is not the story of heroes. It is a tale of gods who forgot they were human, and mortals who refused to forget what it means to feel. In a world split between divine law, human longing, and the monsters that rise from the space between, an ancient balance begins to fracture. From starlit thrones to burning battlefields, the three realms are drawn toward a reckoning foretold only in whispers. Sanemi, a royal guard of unmatched fury, hunts the beasts that plague the kingdom with blade and blood-unaware that his greatest trial lies not in monsters, but in the secrets the gods buried.He fights not just to protect the mortal realm,but to question the truths that bind it. Bound by fate. Forged in myth. Haunted by memory. As the Loom trembles and the heavens call their children home, the line between god and man, love and law, will blur, and someone will remember what the gods were made to forget.

What do you do when you wake up one morning and see an unfamiliar boy sitting on the chair across your bed? Scream? Makes sense. I did too. "You can see me?" He looked at me like I was crazy. My mom comes up the stairs to find me screaming in my empty room and sends me to school thinking it was just a crazy tactic to not go to school...again. He follows me everywhere I go. "Why don't you leave me alone?" I asked. "I can't. I'm your guardian angel, " He replied. "That tactic may work with other girls, not me." I said. Turns out no one can see him except me. But I start to see other boys and girls around the people I know and they are all dressed like this boy. 'Could they actually be guardian angels?' I wonder. But I don't tell him that. Can't let him think I believe his delusions. I'm Christine, it means follower of Christ. Ironically though, I don't believe in God and guardian angels and all that... This story is about...I'm not sure what it's about. Let's figure it out together. Be warned: high on nonsense scale. Highest ranking: #110 in humor [ON HOLD]

Love? Yeah right.

Tyler James is your typical bad boy. He has some daddy issues and he thinks that God is dead, a false hope that only dumb people fall into. Sarah Williams is the exact opposite. She's a good girl, her father is a pastor, and Sarah will never do anything out of her rule book. But when these two collide after Sarah's family moves states, everything will change. ~Please also read The Bookworm and The Good Boy. They are prequels to this book. Thanks and God bless!~ *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED * May - July 2015 Edits: November 29th 2017 - January 20th 2018 HIGHEST RANK: #28 in Spiritual cover made by: thelittlewildflower

my thoughts of negative emotion how to kill myself of many ways

A young boy named Zac gets startled in the night by a banging noise from a family moving into the old house next door

QAICI SERIES 1 When the Non-religious with a good heart Girl and a Religious Boy with his Stone-Heart

Cover made by the amazingly awesome @Winded :) Just a random short story about not forgetting the importance of the things around you. I've been having some trouble lately, and have been doubting, but I want people to know not to feel that way.

This explains itself.

"It's never too late to use your powers as your saviour"

WHY. What's was on my mind. Why do I have to walk this void of emotion, that everyone seems to know. But why Am I so foreign to it? WHY? Why should I have to be like them? Why? Why is it that I feel like I'm looking into something, instead of being in it? Why do people tell me I'm so ignorant to this emotion they call 'love'? They don't know why I think that. But what do they know. They are just kids, just like me. Why is a very complex word. It can mean many different things, but not just a question.

Zoe Brandt has pretty much never believed in anything except for love, and she barely believes in that. When a god falls in love with her, can he show her that she has it all wrong?

As ambassadors of God we need to showcase God to the world.

Charlie doesn't believe in love. He is as skeptical as they come. Jade believes in love. She is trusting and is more ruled by emotions. What happens when two opposites come together? Who will win the argument? Can Charlie convince Jade that love is ludicrous or will Jade restore Charlie's faith in love? Find out by reading The Girl Living Inside His Dreams. *** This will be a short story but I hope you enjoy.

In a world where people are separated into two categories, the believers and the nonbelievers. You go into the mind of a teenage boy who has fallen in love with the quiet girl he sits next to.