Spiritual Stories

A group of teenagers in the Toko District of Edo Kami are bound by something unseen- the responsibility to guide the dead. In a world where spirits linger with regret, grief, and unfinished wishes, they walk the fragile boundary between life and death. But not every soul wants to move on... and not every story ends in peace. Will they be able to navigate their lives as kids Along with the treacherous nature of these spirits? Read now!

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

Li Xun, an ordinary man originated from the planet of earth find himself transmigrated into another world out of a sudden, while being transmigrated into a world of fantasy is a dream to many, Li Xun included, however, it turn out the world that he transmigrated into is a world of Cultivation, where being that can raze mountain, split the sea, and shatter the star roaming around without a care to the fate of the weak whom they kill in the millions by accident each day. The young man is already planning to write up his last will when he finds out that he doesn't start his life in this new world from zero. Not only does he have some decent talent in cultivation and a nice family helping him back home, he also has a system transmigrated alongside him. The name of the System is The Ultimate Investment System. From then on, everything changed. "Junior brother, from the look of it, you are just one step away to breaking through the Qi Refining Realm, I happen to have a Spirit Yuan Pill here that can help you guarantee your success!" [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have gained twenty years worth of closed door cultivation QI!] "My dear friend, I heard that you have been fatally injured by your former ally and have your foundation shattered, thankfully, I have this Grand Dao Dao Golden in my hand, take this, this Pill here would be able to help you restore back your cultivation foundation!" [Congratulations, Host, for your successful investment, you have obtained an Emperor-Grade Weapon!]

Barakah Amal had escaped Nigeria shortly after the misfortune of encountering Jalal Jali as a teenager. Years since past and unbeknownst to her, she's reluctantly summoned back to wed the man who had ruined her life to protect her family. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

They say belief is suicide. They're not wrong. Where I come from, faith gets you a bullet in the head, a knock at the door that never ends well, or a name etched on a list you'll never live to see. Still, I believe. So does Basil, my only constant in a world stripped of everything soft. We've been hunted for years, slept under stone, eaten from dirt, prayed in secret, and watched good people vanish for whispering the wrong words. We've made it all these years with nothing but our prayers and each other. But then came the rumor about a sanctuary where the believers can live fearless. A lie, probably. A trap, almost definitely. Basil wanted to chase it anyway, because we owed it to ourselves, he said, and to the others who share our struggle. I went with him only because I couldn't bear to watch him go alone. I should've stopped him... But now it's too late. ❝Islam began as something strange, and it will return to being strange as it began, so give glad tidings to the strangers(Ghuraba).❞ ‹بَدَأَ الإِسْلاَمُ غَرِيبًا وَسَيَعُودُ كَمَا بَدَأَ غَرِيبًا فَطُوبَى لِلْغُرَبَاءِ› (Includes books one and two, in The Ghuraba Duology.)

"Let go of me," she warned, her voice shaking. "I'll scream if you don't leave me alone." Suddenly Ashar grabbed her hand with an unwavering gaze. His desperation seeping into his every word. "I didn't hold your hand to hurt you, Zuni. I held it because I can't lose you again. You're coming with me. Right now." Her fear reached its peak. Her eyes darted around the empty street, searching for help, but the rain had driven everyone away. "Let me go!" she yelled, trying to wrench her arm free. "Somebody, help me! Please! Ya Allah, save me!" Ashar could feel the terror radiating from her, but he couldn't stop. He couldn't let her walk away-not now. The rain poured harder, washing over them as he tightened his grip, dragging her towards the jeep. Her struggles became more violent. She bit his hand, hard enough to draw blood, but he didn't let go. His face twisted in pain, but his resolve was unshaken. "I'm sorry, Zuni," he muttered under his breath. "I don't have a choice." With one swift motion, he opened the jeep's door and practically lifted her inside. She screamed, kicking and thrashing, but he managed to shut the door and lock it. ---- Billionaire Series #2

With Noor being a simple Muslim girl who is againts Violence and believes in good deeds and her faith and trust in her religion. How will her simple undistrubed hard life be when greedy uncle gave her up to the rutheless Mafia .

කන්නගී මැවූ ගින්නෙන් පැන නැගි ගිනි ජාලාවෙන් උපන් ආදරය.. ආදරයයයි,ගින්දරයි කියන්නේ දෙකක් නෙවෙයි එකක්!! ගින්දරට නොදෙවනි මුරණ්ඩු ආදර කතාව...

Paano kung huli na pala, pero hindi pa ang lahat? Sabi nga nila. The more you know, the more you suffer But curiosity will be the death of you. Maybe may mga bagay talagang hindi para saatin....Pero what if, inilaan lang pala ito dahil hindi kapa handa? O hindi naman kaya, mas magiging okay ka kung wala ito sayo. So many what ifs no? Pero what if, hindi mo naman talaga ginustong malaman, pero dumating ang mga hindi inaasahang bagay at nagiging interesting, dahil ang akala mong pag-ibig, at pagsunod ay siya palang magbibigay ng mga ala-alang hindi mo inaasahan, at siyang magmumulat sa'yo sa katotohanan, and you will be stuck. At sa muli mong pagbangon ay huli na pala. The real question here is, Babangon ka pa kaya? Sa mundong ito, masasabi nating unfair talaga. Pero hahayaan mo ba na mahuli ang lahat? Bago mo ma realize na, hindi mo kailangan na ma stuck, hanggang ikaw ay lumisan, at maging abo nalamang dito sa mundong ginagalawan.

After a devastating loss, Alora discovers that her greatest inheritance isn't money or property-it's the truth, forgiveness, and the faith to face them both.

Kaelin S'Night has lived in seclusion for years - until the spirits begin watching him. As the leader of the Serpent Clan, he is one of the last who still maintains a living bond with the spirit world. He trusts the signs they send, yet never searches them for answers. In a world ruled equally by ancient traditions and the instincts of Alphas and Omegas, some choices are made before reason has a chance to speak. Kaelin does not yet realize that one instinctive decision - saving a single Omega - will alter his fate far more than any prophecy. Because the greatest question is not what the spirits intend... but whether his choices have ever truly been his own. English is not my native language. This translation was created with the help of AI - thank you for your patience and understanding.

Three unfinished words. That's all Marcus Ellison brings into a government records office: **IN GOD WE** No explanation. No request. No ending. What follows isn't a protest or a crime. It's not even a movement, yet. One might call it a disruption. Marcus is a man shaped by prison, pain, and something deeper he can't ignore. James Carter is a law student obsessed with understanding it. And somewhere inside the system, people are starting to notice something they can't explain... A truth that can't be measured. A value the world forgot how to count. As reality begins to shift, one question echoes louder than the rest: What if faith was never meant to be finished by men? "In God We" is a powerful urban parable about faith, value, and the difference between what the world counts... and what actually counts.

How to Accidentally Find God While Trying to Prove He Doesn't Exist

He lived a thousand battles. He loved without condition. He died surrounded by those he protected. Uzumaki Naruto - the Seventh Hokage - closed his eyes for the last time. But the soul that burned too bright to fade was not finished. Reborn into an ancient world of gods, kings, and impossible war - as a child abandoned on a river, raised by a charioteer's gentle hands - Naruto must learn a new world from nothing. No jutsu. No chakra. No one who knows his name. Only the river remembers what he was. And fate is about to learn - it picked the wrong soul to script. i do not own naruto or mahabharat

The story of life with a narcissist and a successful life after him with the true love of my life.

When Meera Kanva (Mira), a budding archeologist, travels to her grandfather's ancestral village to document a forgotten ruin site, she expects adventure, discovery, or at least some conclusive proof of the stories she has believed in her entire life. What she finds instead is a hidden shrine, a half-remembered local legend, and a series of increasingly strange coincidences that follow her all the way back to California. As Meera's carefully planned life begins to unravel, she realizes her greatest discovery is not theoretical at all. It is the charming, infuriating, and very real presence now entwined in her life. This is a story about heritage, identity, and what happens when the divine decides you're a part of its plan. Because some myths don't want to stay buried. They are just waiting for people who uncover them.

Omar wasn't paying attention - until he saw the blood. Just a few drops. Dark. Out of place. And she was already walking away like nothing happened. ...or Bayan was never meant to be seen. At home, she plays the perfect daughter. Outside, she hides a version of herself no one is supposed to know exists. Omar should've ignored it. He didn't. And some things, once noticed, refuse to stay hidden.

If an angel can harbor hatred, is it truly an angel?

Laila had always felt her life began before she arrived, long before she had any memories. As if an older force-older than her family, older than the village itself-had pushed her into this world without asking whether she wanted to come. Sometimes she thinks she wasn't born; she was invoked. In her village, every birth is an omen, and hers carried an unwelcome silence. Lucia-Laila's mother-looked at her with the quiet certainty that she was not the son she had prayed for, only the child she received.

The beginning of a cursed journey begins with a tragedy...