8 Sins Novels & Stories

MY SIN What actually led me here What have I done Could I have saved him Was I scared or stupid Am writing to free my guilt But reading this script Literally pricks my conscience All I did was watch But I feel my ignorance was a sin And it haunts me daily I’ve always been wary But this blame was mine It was halp past nine On that cold dark night A scene pictographed in me My eyes met him afar His heels were in motion His eyes were red Filled with undeniable fear He was limping His body filled with shivering He kept on struggling Being aware of his doomed fate Because of his faith An opposition of religion Which innovated destruction An environment where ethnicity Has disrupted ethicality And

I don't understand what they're talking about, but I know it's something dangerous and I don't want to risk it, I can't risk hurting Hope. 'I told you, I'm a very old spirit, Dylan. My power is gigantic. I am the Sins, those who walk today and those who once were.' 'That's why I'm training, that's why we're training!' 'You are right. When we started training, we chose Gluttony, because it is a simpler sin to control, but I know that what is going to happen soon, is that you are going to need to trust me, blindly. Without that, we can't move forward.'

Not yet. Ask yourself, 'What is sin?' What answer would you come up with? Take a moment and really think about it. A scholar might say, 'It's the breach of divine law, a trespass against the will of Gods and Goddesses or fate'. The priests call it 'disobedience made manifest - An act that stains the soul and severs it from salvation'. To the world, sin is 'theft. Bloodshed. Lust unrestrained. Vengeance unrepentant. It is pride, it is cruelty, it is a fire that burns without remorse'.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

God, what sort of punishment is this? You brought in a hot lady from your church and placed her in my household. You already know that I’m addicted to sin. Is this your way of telling refraining or encouraging me to continue? Andre thought to himself as she looked down at her puckered lips that was in a frightened pout. They look so inviting. This woman had turned him into a patient battling insanity. He hadn’t had a decent sleep in ages and the worst past of everything was he hasn’t screwed anyone ever since she made that declaration of being friends.

I imagined all the sounds he’ll make while I fucked him. Damian chuckled, scraping his teeth against the tender spot on my neck. “What’s your safe word?” Safe word. We needed a safe word. Fuck. What was he going to do to me? “I can choose for you, if you don’t mind,” he offered, laying open-mouth kisses on my skin. I nodded. “Something simple. Silver. The colour of your jewellery,” he whispered, giving me a kiss on my shoulder. I clenched my eyes shut, repeating those words in my head. It shouldn’t be too hard to remember.

People lived in fear but lived righteous life. You stole, you got burnt alive. An older man or woman preys on a young child. He\she is stoned to death. A girl marries and on their special night, it is known by her husband that she isn't a virgin, she will be thrown into the Pit of Outcasts and there she shall be molested until she took her last breath. Commit murder, and you shall be locked up in the Tall Room with one ceiling window, starved of food but fed your very own body parts in bits which you shall witness been cut off, this shall be your normal until you give up the ghost. To some, it comes quickly but to others it takes weeks. All Sin with their own special death penalties but ther

Fisting my cloth before my chest I bit my lip before adding " Sins don't have explanations, Mr. Wright. " " What bloody sin have I done you are talking about? " He questioned in his best low tone and not to sound intimidating but he did. Clenching my fist I turned to face him. Slamming my index finger on his chest I said " How can you forget your own doing huh? It was a sin coming into contact with another woman when you had a girlfriend! It was a fucking sin sleeping with me when you had a girlfriend! Cheating was a sin! It was a sin when you promised me things which you never meant! You proposed to me and confessed your undying love to me and the next minute you got engaged to another woma

He whispers, referring to the rubber in his hand, and I bite down on my lips as I move over him, settling on his lap to pull the rubber down his length before letting my hands move down his thighs; lifting my eyes to meet his gaze. "Do you want me to fuck you again?" Sin whispers, leaning closer. Do you even have to ask that? "Yes. " I respond, and he smiles, his gaze moving down my chest. He pulls my nipple between his thumb and his forefinger; forcing a whimper out of me. "How much do you want my cóck in you, Little Greene?" "Badly. " I'm quick to respond, my breathing heavy. "I want you badly in me. I need you in me. " Sinclair's eyes shine with amusement, and he's lowering me down his le