Religious Stories

Dr. Zara Syed lives a simple life-quiet, kind, and happiest when she's caring for her patients or the animals she adores, especially goats, cats, and birds. She never argues with anyone...🫶 until she accidentally clashes with a stranger at work.🤦🏾♀️ Only later does she discover he is Aryan Oberoi, a feared mafia leader. What begins with a misunderstanding slowly grows into a bond neither expected. But danger, family pressure, and years of separation tear them apart. When fate brings them together again-on the day of Zara's forced engagement-both must face the truth: Some connections are not planned. Some hearts choose each other by instinct.💕 A gentle love story of two opposite worlds, one brave doctor, and one lonely mafia king learning to love without fear.✨ I am writing a story for the first time, so please ignore the mistakes🌸

This is one heck of a Victorian-style fantasy novel. Add a spoonful of steam engines to make that darned technology tree come alive! Add a spoonful of love and hatred, so everyone has good reasons to brawl! Add a spoonful of madness to lighten up this gloomy world, and finally, add a spoonful of natural disasters to play the main boss... and so on! Phew, that's a lot! ... Year 931 in the Engerwick Calendar. The city I reside in has been hailed as the most advanced in the West. The main reasons? The world-shaking steam technology, emerging technologies, and the wellspring of chaos. Can't deny it, but the fact remains that people keep flocking here to live. This city always gives you a glimmer of hope, whether it's lies or illusions, but it's so close, within arm's reach, making you risk life and limb. A city of hallucinations. I am one of those dream-chasers.

November 1944. Tom Marvolo Riddle, a brilliant student of his generation, gathers around him a group of purebloods who call themselves the "Walpurgis Knights". However, Olivia Weiss, a Muggle-born witch, has been having strange dreams - frightening omens that foretell danger. As in the tale of Bluebeard, some secrets cannot be revealed without risking disaster.

✦«This is an ORIGINAL fic my me! It has all my original story lines, characters, etc etc. I'm only in 6th grade and I'm new to writing so pls don't judge»✦ ✦«There are mentions of bugs, religion, shadowy figures, depression, anxiety, sexual assault, addiction, self harm, and much more latter in the story!! Please stop reading if triggered!! also please correct my grammar if I make any mistakes!1!😭»✦ ✦«PLEASE PRETTY PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO THE SMALL DETAILS LIKE BUGS, FLOWERS, NUMBERS, NAMES, AND MORE!! I SPENT REALLY HARD ON THESE DETAILS!!»✦

Sometimes, living can be unbearable. What should feel like a wonderful privilege feels more like a chore, where everyday you are constantly punished for being brought into a broken world against your will. Small problems feel incomparably large and moving on from those things prevents the enjoyment of other pleasures. With the overconsumption of media and the lack of communicational skills, I find it difficult to ask for help or to reach out, so this story is a collection of poems, rants, and stories to help me better grasp the things I am feeling.

I shared this to support your ministry, to grow your personal relationship to God and to deepen your understanding about HIS word. my prayer for you is to success in your ministry and to follow the Lord's will obediently. please, acknowledge and support this work. thank you! MAY GOD GIVE US MORE WISDOM TO BE FAITHFUL IN HIS WORD.

Imsha ek khubsurat ehsaaa hai jo do logo ne mehsus kia hai. Ye kahani hai 2 believers ki jo ek dusre se mohabbat krne lgte hai dono hi apne rab ke bht kareeb hote hai lkn shaytan to insan ka khula dushman hai koi rasta nhi chhorta Allah ke bando ko raste se bhatkane mai Azdahir ek 28 saal ka calm teacher hai vo lad jhagad kar samu ko apna nhi sakta Azdahir ka manna hai ki usse jitna ho saka usne kia baki sb Allah pr daal dia Azdahir hr chiz mai Allah ki raza maan kr usko accept krleta hai lkn Samu ek 20 saal ki ldki hai jo bht emotional hai isliye Allah ki ye aazmaish uspar zyada sakht hai Separation ki is aag mai Azdahir khud jalta hai aur sath mai Samu ko bhi jalata hai . Lekin dono ko hi unke Rab par pura bharosa hai ki jo bhi dono ke liye likha hai vo unki soch se bahut behtar hai or jahan Allah par yakin aa jata hai vaha phir koi gham nhi jeet sakta . Allah ki hado ko dono ne bht paar nhi kia par gunah dono se hue hai har insan se galti hoti hai lekin Allah ki zaat maaf krne wali hai uski rehmat hamare tamaam gunaho se badhkar hai .

On Christmas Eve, a teenage girl encounters a lost child who does - and doesn't - want help getting home. ( I wrote the first draft of this story in 1988, filed it away and forgot about it. Almost forty years later, I came across the manuscript again and decided to flesh it out and share it with family and friends. It was inspired by stories I had read in the women's magazines my mother used to buy in the 1950's -- typically featuring wholesome middle-class characters, with a familiar plot device and a feel-good ending. Baby boomers will probably recognize the genre, but others will also enjoy it. It's about a 15-minute read.)

Set in a vast universe born from a cosmic abyss, this epic saga follows Maya Dreamer, a star-born human marked by destiny and divine power. As civilizations wage endless wars fueled by ancient curses and fragmented gods, Maya rises from war-torn planets to take on an ancient ritual to become god. Haunted by betrayal, loss, and the shadow of destruction embodied by Lament, she must navigate treacherous alliances, brutal battles, and her own conflicted heart. Will she embrace the godhood thrust upon her, or carve a new path that changes the fate of the universe forever?

A Vairagi (an ascetic) and a Sansaari (a worldly being)...Both have their own stories, their own paths. But what happens when these two become part of each other's story? When the worldly one must turn ascetic for the Vairagi...And the Vairagi must turn worldly for the Sansaari? Will they be able to walk together, to fulfill their duties, their faith, and their bond? Or will their story remain incomplete? Do a Vairagi and a Sansaari ever share a love story? And if they do, what kind of love story would it be? To find out, read this tale of love and destiny, "Piya Man Bhaye."

"Fate is a curse for many, and those who try to change it are madmen. The last one who tried to do it, though, managed to light a spark in the hearts of those who fear death. I wonder if you, all of you, might be like he was." A story about fate, deception, heroism and the indomitable human spirit.

Matthew is 17, approaching his 18th birthday, and a very good looking boy and a talented footballer. But he is about to shock his family and friends with his plans for the future when he turns 18.

Misty McAdams is the only female hand on the McAdams' ranch, but she works just as hard as any of the cowboys. For many generations, her family has rescued and trained wild mustangs, then giving them to great homes. The annual round-up has always been Misty's favorite week of the year, so much so that she has always dreamed of having her own mustang rescue ranch in Montana one day. But there is one thing, one cowboy, that is, that has put a halt on her plans. With electric blue eyes and a 5 o'clock shadow for a beard, handsome Clay Montgomery was like a dream. Especially to Misty McAdams. As one of the youngest hired hands, 22 year old Clay seemed perfect for Misty...as least in her mind. After making a fool of herself to Clay at breakfast the morning of the roundup, Misty was too embarrassed to even look at Clay under any circumstances. Despite her plans to never talk to Clay again, Misty's dad still paired the two up to ride together on the roundup. Because of that morning, Misty knew that any hope that she had of even just being friends with Clay flew out the window that day, or so she thought... Will the two be able to set aside all their awkward and embarrassing encounters during the roundup enough for Clay to notice Misty as more than just his bosses daughter, or will the only chance Misty will ever get with Clay is in her dreams?

they say opposite attract each other but he does not attract me. he makes me want to pull his damn hair.

☾ I thought angels don't die, But thanks for coming... ☾ With love, Amanda Krey♡

Simula bata pa gusto na maging pari ni Pedro ngunit sa iisang pagkikita nila sa isang babae sa loob ng simbahan habang siyay naninilbihan bilang sakristan ay tila magbabago ang kanyang daan patungo sa pagpapari Magiging isang ganap kaya na pari si Pedro o ito ay mapupunta lamang sa pagkakaroon ng isang pamilya at siya'y magiging isang ganap na ama nalang?

"what are you hiding ?" he asked me calmly I got startled badly , That Voice.......... why did he always have a bad timing to enter my life , specially not now , he shouldn't have been here , Not now I backed away slowly like being caught doing a crime, hiding my wrist behind my back which held knife ,more like my life ? but not sharper than his jawline , or gaze i had say... "None of your damn business" i spoke while my body shivered from the intensity of his gaze he slowly reached towards me, while i thought , lets give him a show before leaving everything peacefully behind I abruptly bought the knife Infront of me , holding his steel gaze, he stopped in his tracks, looking at me as if i had lost it, his eyes wide , telling me to freeze where i am, not to move an inch. Silence His gaze not leaving mine , like he was daring me to actually do that No offense i didn't care, i could do it, does he think he is my knight in shining armor? scoff "I knew you were mentally ill, if not worse" his voice was thick laced with raw anger, he said while taking huge steps towards me "You expect me to curl up and go cry about your remark?" i exhaled wildly thinking of the stunt i was about to pull In an instant he was Infront of me, in just mere seconds

"(Isiah 54:17) No weapon formed against you shall prosper."

Lily Evans knows how it feels to have everything crumble from beneath her.She knows how one silly little mistake can change one's life drastically with the realization.Though she hides it well behind her bubbly personality and bright smile which makes it quite a shock that she's quite the lonely girl.Maybe all her efforts °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° "WE ARE GONNA DIE IN HERE,I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE,I HAVEN'T EVEN DONE HALF OF THE THINGS ON MY BUCKET LIST!" Max cried from behind me. ''Maybe if you keep it down,we might ACTUALLY make it out alive.''Aiden whisper yells as he smacks Max across the head. "What do you mean?!We just got chased a a full grown bear,am I not allowed to vant?" ''Lord,how did i end up here?'' I whispered,looking up for an answer,ANYTHING...

Ephesians 6:17 And take THE HELMET OF SALVATION, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.