Delivered Stories

1st February 8:24am "Morning" Message delivered "I miss you" Message delivered "Please come back" Message delivered Or the one where happily ever after didn't occur

-completed- A snapchat story. ME it's been officially a week and 3 days since you were kidnapped feels like forever it's funny how time seems to slip between our fingers no matter how many times we try and grab it i swear whenever i went to sleep last night i heard you humming i thought you were there... you weren't. delivered cover credit to: @dobbyvanity

/ messages delivered / this isn't the beginning, but it's far from ending.

This is a poetic excerpt written by me during a time of deep wilderness and uncertainty after having just newly been saved by the blood of Jesus. Still navigating and figuring out this life, this piece was graphically depicted from a spiritual/mental state of mind/being. As the language described was not in a literal physical act or place per say, but rather a mental arena. With my spiritual eyes having been opened I picked up my pen and allowed the Holy Spirit to guide my hand and flow through me. Reading this piece back almost 5 years later, there is much rich knowledge and understanding in this brief text of my time in a season of wilderness, overcoming mental bondage through the revelation of the blood of Jesus the Christ. Upon reading this excerpt (written on July 22, 2021 at 1:04 time stamped by the app), for the first time again on today, May 16, 2025 I was led to leave this in its entirety exactly as is-grammatical happenings and all! Whether right or wrong, I felt led of the Holy Spirit of God to keep this as real and as raw as possible, not placing my now delivered heart onto it-potentially reducing the congruent effects within this peace, that you reading this now may need to hear. God brought me through this and into Blessings and Expansion. So, take courage, be encouraged and remain blessed; trusting, that through, by and in Christ Jesus, it does get better. There is deliverance. There is no mental bondage to steep, neither is there any yoke, chain nor shackle that can stop the King, our great shepherd for coming for and saving his lost sheep. Remain encouraged, and be blessed. With the power, love and new found authority in Christ Jesus, Amen! Love, Simply Swee

[complete] maybe they really need 2009 again ; sequel to snapchat ; copyright © 2016 ; highest ranking #1

I tried to control my breathing, so that the knife wouldn’t be dug further into my skin by the frantic movement of air into and out of my lungs. I looked up towards him. His eyes didn’t look angry; they looked sad. But my stomach churned at the determination behind the solemnity I saw there. The gray was unmistakably cold-hearted. He was distancing himself from the kill. Allowing himself to become indifferent. My lips parted to speak. “Please, don’t kill me.” Tears began forming at the corners of my eyes... My name is Jezebel, and I have thanatophobia.

Ivy: Who's this? Dan: me Ivy gets a random Skype request. She accepts it, not knowing the future the person on the other side would bring...

1. never speak. 2. never slip up. 3. never fall in love. a phan fiction by danexanderhamilton © copyright 2017 All rights reserved (Message me for permission if you wish to use any part of my writing, thank you)

Falcon Rowan is the son of an Alpha who rejected his mate. Determined to save his mother, who was in a coma barely alive, he goes to find his father. His father makes an attempt to drag him back to a pack he never knew, and he and his best friend Jake Owens, escape with a third companion. But their plight isn't over just yet, with a father looking for revenge, and a deadly secret.

plester: You have pretty eyes dnhwll: you've never seen my eyes phil. plester: I don't have to see your eyes to know they're pretty dnhwll: ffs go to sleep //or// a girl gives dan a fake number and, spoiler alert, it's phils. trigger warnings: angst, depression, eventual smut

Just like other girls, Elena Amity Hansen is always longing for someone to love her truly. Who wouldn't want it? This "fairytale" thing greatly influenced her life.. especially in her love life. And eventually lead her to stumble. It was late.. Too late for her to realize it! But God has its own way to reach out to His lost children. He is always extending out His grace to everyone. Will she be redeemed? Will she be able to break free from her past that keep on haunting her? "Soul Ties" is what they call it. But later, she knew that hers wasn't a blessing. Even from the very beginning. How will she escape from it? And will she ever be able to find the right person that her heart has been yearning for? A Man after God's own heart. Will she be able to tell him, "When God made you, He must have been thinking about me!"?