Redeemed Histoires

A no-hope young man, clad in a cherished family garment-harboring increasing doubts about his radicalization by a religious sect-fearfully awaits a train in which he will be delivered to a magnificent reincarnation.

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There is a reason why Rattlesnake Jake steals souls...he made a deal...he hates it, but it must be done. He needs her back. (The 2nd chapter takes place after another story I made, Stars. Go read that first. Enjoy!)

Hui Saiful is a 6'5", nonbender, potty-mouthed designer in Republic City during the time of Avatar Korra. She's the daughter of Officer Kallo Saiful and Officer Erzi. Name: Hui Saiful Meaning: Hui - benevolent/spledor, Saiful - sword of Family: Daughter of Erzi [only son of Tu Cho from Redeemed] and Kallo Saiful Age: 25 [6 in prologue] Bender: No nationality: Earth/Fire/Water Home: Republic City

Three levels of the Gods - Supremes, Lessors and Half human. Lessors power registers at 30 percent. The gods determined the world used all its chances to redeem itself. Now it faces extinction. Lord Nick, believes in one chance can save the World.

Sasuke had long given up. Between a tragedy and a death, he'd gladly choose the second. War was said to have changed people; yet they didn't specify how much it would remake a person's perception of life. Death had taken its toll, life seemed to vanish from every nook and cranny of the world, and fate simply toyed with him as her last doll, her last marionette to control. The flame that used to empower his will flickered. But, under a circumstance wherein he could alter and completely disregard fate, maybe it would burn brightly once more.

Misc religious thoughts (I made these a long time ago...)

With one decision made the King's life was predestined for an unforeseen event causing a great loss. His love was broken with no hope of redemption. Rage, bitterness and unforgiveness blinded him of beauty and love. Fatal vows he made. But when true love was found in one's eyes it was irresistible for him to taste. Pearl a young beautiful woman born a Princess, fell in love with her parents murderer whilst keeping her identity a secret but will her love for him fight for truth? Will vows be broken and love prevail? Will her identity be disclosed? Will the King's Broken love be Redeemed?

I found myself sitting on the cold concrete in a isolated cell. I had no clothes on and I was freezing to death. I couldn't remember why I was even there. Finally, a man came to the window on the door. "Sir, can you please tell me why I am in here?" He rudely said back to me "Shut up Scott, like you don't know why." Then he laughed at me and put the cover back over the window. I was trapped inside this lonely, cold cell with no explanation why. I sat and rocked back and forth trying to get warm. Why was I here, what happened? Tears started streaming down my face as I sat and tried to remember. Please help me, I thought. Then all of a sudden like a preview of a movie, I saw what happened. Read more to find out the rest of the story.

Hi Guys! I decided na gawin itong "My Testimony" for everyone. If you want to share your "Who am I before when I encountered God" or "Who I become after I encountered God" feel free to email me at ninasarah_catilo@yahoo.com or directly message me here in Wattpad :) Huwag mong ikahiya ang ginawa at ginagawa ng Diyos sa buhay mo! Let's spread God's Love! Redemption, Renewal, and Restoration!! God Bless!!!!

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a normal girl, with a normal life. But she had a secret. Her real name was Marigold Isley. She was born under that name in Gotham city sixteen years ago. Her mother never revealed to her who was her father, but Mari never cared. She was happy with her mom and several aunts and uncles. At least until Social Service came knocking on her doors. And then she ended up in Paris. She was supposed to be safe, but... Read and find out.

What I am healed?? yeah., You. Are. Healed...

This is going to be a bunch of x reader stories from Haddix's missing series. I don't own any of the characters they are owned by Haddix and you are owned by yourself. I repeat nothing belongs to me except for the one-shot I write, the characters belong to Haddix.

He willingly left me. Hurt, I sought and found One who saved me.

They told her she was too far gone. She almost believed them. Havillah May - the pastor's daughter who disappeared in the dark. Shame drove her out of the only home she'd ever known. The silence that followed nearly buried her. Now, a year later, she's back - not to explain, not to justify, but to quietly rebuild what she thought was lost forever: her voice, her faith, and maybe... herself. She doesn't expect God to still want her. She doesn't expect anyone to stay. She definitely doesn't expect to feel whole again. But grace doesn't wait for perfect conditions. And healing rarely comes in straight lines. In a small house with a garden full of lilies, with the help of unexpected friends, whispered prayers, and pages she never meant to share - Havillah begins to believe in a kind of love that doesn't flinch at brokenness. A kind of love that stays. A kind of love that redeems.

Mayor Jerry wants to redeem himself for the community and Marbel decides to help him. Will they work together perfectly?

Words of her heart