Praise mga kuwento

A he-falls-first college romance with open-door 🌶️! Misha Sokolov has spent his college years in America as the infamous Party God of Sigma Theta Rho, everyone's favorite Russian menace. His only rule: don't make anything he'll miss once he's dragged back to Moscow to follow in his father's corporate footsteps. That plan turns to ash when he meets Emma at the Sigma Halloween party. An ambitious lit major, Emma's passionate intelligence draws Misha in-and pierces right through his façade. Before the night ends, Emma longs to see more of Misha's secret side and provokes his untapped craving for something real. For the first time, Misha wants to attach. As the clock ticks down, Misha's playboy past comes back to haunt them both while his fraternity brother vies for Emma's attention. Adrian Calloway has more money, more books, more ambition, and he doesn't come with a time limit. Misha and Emma must decide if being together is worth the costs-or if some risks are worth taking. COVER ART: Dani Baucom TYPESETTING: Andre Bat

[ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 ] In the kingdom of Genolia, where religion has been forbidden, Princess Rosalina has a secret: she's found faith. Rosa's life was transformed by an experience. She found comfort in a higher existence. But her faith puts her at risk. If discovered, she'll face severe punishment, maybe even death. She must keep her beliefs hidden, even from her own family. Alexander, her childhood friend, has been forced to stay with Rosa's family for a year as part of an ancient tradition that is believed to grow the power of royal families. As Alexander snoops, he finds himself drawn to her and even falls in love, something he'd thought he'd ever experience. Despite this, can their growing feelings overcome the danger and secrecy surrounding Rosa's faith?

Not every desire is loud. Some unravel slowly, in the space between restraint and recognition, in the hush of a man who sees everything. This isn't about romance. This is about power.

I've spent a lot of time thinking about what it truly means to call the Philippines 'HOME.' It's a place of incredible warmth and breathtaking beauty, but it also has its shadows and its struggles. I decided to put those feelings into words. My new poetry collection on Wattpad, Chosen Land, Beloved Beat , is my honest tribute to our country-capturing both the gold and the grit of our islands. I'd love for you to take a look and let me know which piece resonates with you the most. Follow me on Wattpad if you want, I am John Mark N. Luciano (@DonJuanMarco), if you saw the name of Moriones Zazadevha, that was my former Wattpad account. I would be publish One Poem, on Friday, Saturday and Sunday. 12:00 am(Philippine Time) (All criticism will be accepted as long as it does not contain any foul language or insults. Let us keep our Good Manners and Right Conduct. To God be the Glory.)

Fill out the form and I will read the book and review it! I only do praise and constructional criticism. I'm not a kind of person that will flat out tell you your book sucks.

I have loved poetry from the beginning. There is something delicious about reciting the colorful words in your mind and seeking peace from it. Especially poems written by some of the most brilliant minds in the history of mankind, a truly God given gift. I know my poems don't even come close to the beauty of their nature, so I humbly give you my first poem book. I hope you enjoy what I've written with inspiration, and that you find comfort in the Lord's promises; Praise Him. I love advice!

Logan was, once again, being talked over during the almost daily debate. When Patton noticed, he made sure Logan got a turn, and told Logan how great he did later on. This is one of my occasional fluff stories, and though it is a shorter story, it's still pretty cute.

I thought that love was something that was expected of me. Love was different when it came to you. It wasn't expected of me, it was hoped for. "Hey Peach, looks like you're having a pretty rough day." Caelum smirks at me slyly. I hate those damn pearly whites. "Stop calling me Peach, and fix your face you look like an axe murderer." A hot one at that.

A collection of poems written as devotional acts, dedicated to these wondrous deities of presence and absence which I worship. This is simply my way to sing my praise to them and extol them in their myriad of facets, with never ending admiration.

A collection of songs that broke my heart, ignited my soul, and changed my life...

Maybelle Ashcombe has been trained to be charming, obedient, and marriageable-a picture-perfect debutante with a smile sharp enough to draw blood. But beneath the silk and smiles lies a mind that craves more than polite conversation and carefully arranged matches. She wants sincerity. She wants someone who sees her, truly. Someone who tells her she is more. General Everard Lennox has spent half his life at war and the other half trying to forget it. Stoic, gruff, and ten years too old for the ballroom's matchmaking games, he has no patience for simpering flattery or youthful giggles. But when he meets Maybelle, he sees neither. He sees brilliance. Fire. A woman so starved for praise, it feels like a sin not to give it. He meant to keep his distance... She meant to behave. But in a world where honor is currency and words can ruin as easily as they can seduce, the wrong compliment whispered at the right moment could start a scandal neither of them is ready to survive. And the most dangerous thing he could ever give her... is the truth.

For the rest of my life, For the rest of my days, Jesus my Savior, I will forever praise.

"You realise what just happened right?" Puffer asks. "What are you talking about, dude?" It was John who answered this time. "You just told Smitty to do something, and he did it, no questions asked, then you called him a good boy then kissed him on the cheek. And it looks like this isn't just a one time thing either, bro." Or; John and Smitty fall into some sort of Dom/Sub dynamic and have no idea. Heya! So, i wrote this story over on Ao3 and decided, might as well share to the Krii7y folks over on Wattpad, and so here we are! Enjoy!

Ezekiel finds himself trying to study scripture, but he struggles to find motivation and inspiration. While on his way to go get a snack, he ends up stopping and having a motivational conversation with his big sister, Theodosia

Do you ever have questions about God? Do you ever have questions about life? Do you want to learn more about God's love for us? This is the place to be! ( please read author's note on the inside) :)

To the One 🙏💙

Collection of Praise songs lyrics, and chords if possible. I will do my best to add all songs I have played in my church Music Ministry. Feel free to use as lyrics reference. God bless!

We are made to worship God.

Asmodeus x reader 🍋

"...and the Ever-living One [living in and beyond all time and space]. I died, but see, I am alive forevermore, and I have the keys of [absolute control and victory over] death and of Hades (the realm of the dead)." For all those scared of death. He descended to Hell and took the keys of death and hell. Imagine the God who defeated death and took the keys of hell. The things you fear, fears God.