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Neyoor:
Shalomdee , come here and let's apply for this job

Alright, thanks Neyoor, would do so.

Hi, please is this offer still available? I have a book I would love to publish. Thanks.

One day the queen was walking in the garden smelling the scents of the beautiful roses and lilies when suddenly she saw Uriel. He smiled when she saw him and walked up to her, "Good afternoon your majesty, how is your day going?"
"Well", she answered him. She didn't feel too comfortable talking with this spirit who had a man's body, but what could she do about it. her husband insisted they needed him in the palace. He was so strange; he didn't eat, drink or sleep and he knew exactly what someone was thinking.

"In a few months from now you will have your greatest desire, you must be wise, courageous and strong".

The queens eyes widened in awe, a child? Was it really possible?

"Very possible my queen"', he read her thoughts.

"How did you know I wanted a child?" she inquired bemused, her eyebrows creasing.

"Every desire and every thought is known to my master, and he relates it to me."

"I see", she said smiling and started walking slowly around the rose patches. Uriel followed at her side, for one moment he stopped, bent down and plucked a mature rose. He smelt it, ran his hands around the pink petals and handed it over to the queen.

It was the first time in her life anyone had handed her a flower, such acts were unknown in her time and it made her freeze in her steps. She hesitated but decided to accept the flower, it even seemed more beautiful to her, perhaps it was because it was coming from a spirit being. She held it there not knowing what to do with it, he started to leave the garden. "Wait please", she called.

Uriel stopped and turned round.

"Please, will the child be a boy or girl?"

He smiled, "When the time is right you will know".

The smile on her face dissapeared. How could he be doing this to her? What did he take her for, a log of wood? She quickly took away her hands from his.
Omron read her thoughts, he cackled- a deep sound resembling the cracking of fire. He had only been joking, how could he not want a repeat of what had transpired last night, she was afterall his wife and he had not until now discovered he had been cheating them both. He reached out for her hands and gripped tightly, "I'll be expecting you".
It was Hera's turn to cackle.
Back in the company of her new found confidant, she proudly narrated her success. Ashar was more than eager to know of the development, she secretly congratulated her wits, who other than herself could have given the queen that advice?
"I told you not to let your hopes down didn't I, soon your fears about conceiving will also be dashed."
"I really pray so Ashar", the queen replied, her sad mood returned as she thought about the monthly visitor who had stopped from visiting her.
*****

Following, you have a great story here so don't abandon it please.

UjSizzle:
Hi. I'd say nice attempt but to be honest I'm still trying to wrap my head around the story.
This is what I got: A deaf and dumb girl was raped-- she seemed to want it. Her mother is cripple.

That said, I happen to have a very sensitive palette. I love my literature simple and fluid so perhaps I'm not your desired audience here (?)
You're verbose; some of the words you use can be substituted with less brain-racking ones. Makes your writing cleaner
You use too many breaks (full stops I mean.) Try playing around sentence length. Two long. On short. Use your commas.

Of course that's just my opinion.

The story has potential so I'll keep an eye on it.

Carry on.

You just penned down my own thoughts, its got potential but those big words will make comprehension difficult.

I was here. I read, I enjoyed it.

I have sent the application, sorry for the delay. Thanks.

CHAPTER 3
The Miracle
The next day Omron was seated on his throne with a serious note, as if he had done nothing new with his wife the previous night.
Hera walked in with Ashar to the throne room, she was smiling as she entered and looked even more beautiful than he remembered in the past, it was obvious she was thinking of last night. Omron was pleased but he didn't show it, a king could not be smiling publicly when some members of his society were in pains. But he was glad the queen could smile after all these years of bottled feelings.
She approached the throne, gave the king king a quick kiss and sat on her queen's stool next to his chair.
Ashar bowed and left.
A smile was still playing on the queen's face and before he realized it she was squezzing his hand and whishpering somthing to his ear.
"We shall meet this night too, right? It is very important we have an heir, we must increase my chances of getting pregnant".
"It doesn't take more than once for a woman to get pregnant". The king replied.

It was now clear to him that he had to do what he had avoided all these years. How was he even going to start?
****
Night came, the king took his bath and wore his silken night robe, it was blue and had a white sash around the waist line. He slowly climbed unto the king-sized bed and started revising in his mind how he had planned to undertake this great mission with the queen. It was a cold lovely night, but perspiration was all over his hands and forehead. This is insane, he thought. He lay down and pretended to be asleep.
Knock knock, the door sounded. No answer. It swung open and in came the neglected but yet still beautiful Queen Hera dressed in a beautiful silken robe that was cream coloured. She walked slowly to his bed, noted her husband sleeping peacefully, rolled over the bed covers gently and crept unto it.
What happened almost immediately was like magic to both of them.
****
Outside in a realm thousands of worlds behind them, lay the captives crying out to their Supreme father for a miracle.

Soon, thanks.

Your topic said apply within, I don't understand what that meant since you have given us your email to forward our application, in any case I will do so, thanks.
Cc: Neyoor, apply as well.

Sorry ArrowAssasin I'm in, thanks everyone, will update tomorrow by God's grace.

Post your own name so I can search for you.

You won't because there are a thousand Shaloms and scrolling to find me may take time, post your name so I can search for you.

This post has been modified, sorry.

ALocoVivaVoce:
Hello guys,

It's still Guest Post Weekend on alocovivavoce.com and today's Guest Post is another poem by Yvonne Anyaorah titled THE SUN IN THE SNOW. If you missed her first Guest Post, click the link to read it http://alocovivavoce.com/2015/09/05/the-beggar/.

Are you a writer? Or do you know a writer? Email your write-ups to guestpost@alocovivavoce.com for a chance to have your work published FREE OF CHARGE!

Click the link to read Yvonne's poem..

http://alocovivavoce.com/2015/09/06/the-sun-in-the-snow/

Great, ebook publishing or hard copy publishing? Also what genre do you publish because I have a collection of short stories and poems?

I'm in.

With that he dissappeared, leaving Omron more tensed than ever. Why would she want to make moves all of a sudden, what had gotten into her?
His mind made a u-turn to their wedding night, she had been so beautiful and so pure he kept looking away from her as they sat on the bed talking about the wedding precedings. Then she started edging closer till he couldn't take it and explained to her why he couldn't touch her, "I value you as a sister, but not as a lover". He had told her. "We have to stay apart in separate rooms, I don't care about children, but you musn't tell anyone about this, I forbid you from doing so".
Hera had cried all through that night, why did she have to be chosen for such a painful destiny? All her hopes and dreams of having her own family was going to be dashed away by the one man who she thought loved her.
She got up and left to her room the next day and never entered his own, how she managed to endure the pain and neglect was one thing he never understood. She was a strong woman.