A Home Like Ours by Fiona Lowe (feel good books .txt) 📕

tried calling him in my head many times, even out loud when you girls weren’t around, and nothing. I just wish I knew what the fuck was going on,” I say in frustration.

“Can you think of anything at all that your God would have said to you to explain this?” Leeha asks, putting a hand on my chest to try to calm me down.

Taking a deep breath, I think about what God said to me. He talked about giving me tools on this planet to survive, which honestly are pretty fucking amazing. Then he mentioned that my coming here was a one-way ticket and that my ‘timer’ for my date of death would be reset. Ah, and he did mention that I can never ask for help. Ever.

Then the second time I saw him, when he came to see me, he mentioned that I was an experiment. Something about how Hell was getting full, and he wanted to try to use a game-type system with people being able to collect Blessing points as a way for folks to get into Heaven, or one of the Heaven Worlds. He never mentioned how it would fucking change them! He said once someone reaches 200 Blessing Tokens they get an automatic spot in Heaven if they die. But he mentioned nothing about hitting ten Tokens and losing power. But wait! At the end, he said that he needed someone to watch over a world of his one day.

My mouth opens wide in shock. How the fuck did I forget something like that?

“What?” Leeha asks me, concerned.

“I think I know what is going on,” I tell her slowly, swallowing hard. Fucking hell.

“What?” Leeha says, grabbing both my hands.

“My God is changing me, not only to be powerful but to one day run a world,” I tell her with wide eyes.

“What?” Leeha blurts out incredulously. “That’s not funny,” she says, slapping me on the arm as if I had made a joke.

“Yeah,” I laugh, embarrassed. “It sounds as idiotic when I say it out loud as it sounds in my head.” Jesus, is that what is going on? Though Leeha thinks I am joking. I guess that makes sense, me telling her that I am being trained to be a God one day, or would that be an Angel? That must sound like a joke.

“But I do wish I knew what this new power was? Like, does it have a name?” Just as I say that, I get a message.

Divine Energy Remaining: 5,000.

I sit still, not moving, and absorb that message. Divine power? Fucking hell, if nothing else was telling me that he is turning me into some Angel or whatever, this would be. I wonder if this energy has different spells attached to it?

“Alex,” Bridget says slowly, staring intensely, “what just happened? That energy I could not access before? I can now access it, but only the name. Divine Energy?”

“Holy fuck, you weren’t joking!” Leeha says in shock, looking at me with enormous eyes.

“Yeah. It seems me figuring it out in my head opened the name up? I still have no clue what I can cast with it. I mean, with the Elemental stuff, I use English. But this Divine stuff?” I tell her.

“Let me try something,” Bridget says, getting up and sitting in my lap, facing me with her legs wrapped around me. She places both her hands on either side of my head.

“Does that help?” I ask her with a raised eyebrow.

“Not really,” she says with a grin. “I just wanted to sit in your lap.”

“Tramp,” Leeha says with a laugh, and Bridget sticks her tongue out at her.

“Works for me,” I say to them both with a grin.

“Now, hush. Let me work,” Bridget says, closing her eyes.

I turn over to Leeha and blow her a kiss and she does the same, but she is laughing and shaking her head.

“Shhh,” Bridget says, but she has a smile on her face.

“Come on,” Bridget whispers after a minute or two of just sitting there.

Fuck me, but it’s difficult not to get hard with a beautiful Elf girl, whose breasts are so large that they push into my chest, sitting on top of me. I want to move, but I don’t want to interfere with whatever she is doing. I can feel her feeding power into me somehow.

I see the archer from the corner of my eye and he is watching us intently. “Leeha, can he understand us?” I whisper to her, looking directly at the archer.

She turns to the archer and says to him, “We are going to skin you alive once this is done.” The archer only stares at her without saying anything.

“Nope,” she says, turning back to me. “Humans don’t bother trying to learn our language. To them it’s like, why learn to talk to a pig? If the pig wants to speak to you, it can learn your language. So most Elves learn to speak Prithgarian.”

“So everything we have talked about, he doesn’t understand?”

“Pretty well. If uncomfortable spoke English?” she says, frowning in concentration.

I smile at her proudly and correct her English. “Speak English. Damn, you’re getting better at it.”

“I still think your language fucking sucks, but since it will make me more powerful, I am going to learn it,” she says with a stubborn look.

“Think I got it,” Bridget says, her eyes still closed. “Alex, I want you to focus and think Divine spells.”

Doing exactly as she instructs, I think in my head: Divine Spells. A message pops up in my head and the information flows into me, and within half a second, I understand it and remember it as if I always knew it.

Divine spells.

Defensive.

Level 10.

Divine Barrier.

Creates a barrier around you or your target that protects them from full damage.

Range: 50 feet.

Radius: 12x12 Feet.

Duration: 10 seconds

Cooldown: 1 Day.

Offensive.

Level 10.

Divine Retribution.

Creates a bolt of lightning that hits your target.

Range: 500 feet.

Radius: 2 feet to 100 feet.

Cooldown: 1 Day.

“Fucking hell!” I exclaim in astonishment, staring at Bridget, who had opened her