Afterdeath Sin Novels & Stories

Red ink bled across the page, each word sending a jarring reminder that I was on the board of some game I never signed up for. "The father's sin is never buried. Neither is the son's." I crushed it in my fist and straightened, the mud clinging to my shoes. The priest leading the service droned on, his voice rising above the rain: "For the wages of sin is death..." Sera stiffened beside me. She'd heard it too. My gaze lifted. The priest at the altar wasn't the one I'd approved for the funeral. His eyes darted to mine as he made the sign of the cross, slowly, as though he was mocking me.

“I thought you had disappeared.” “Missed me?” His eyes spark, leaving my stomach turn. He may teasing me, trying to get under my skin, but I can’t help the uncomfortable feeling that settles over me. At one point, I considered trusting Revel. That will never happen again. He left me with a million unanswered questions that I eventually had to get from Thought. “Not exactly. You didn’t tell me what was going on,” I comment, referring to my thoughts. Revel is Gluttony, a Sin, who should never be trusted. And now I know he is working with Death...he’s crazy if he thinks he can gain my trust back.

POV: Sera The split screen was still live when Liora dropped her bomb. Her face filled half the screen, tears streaming down her perfect makeup as she held up copies of the contract. “Kaelan Voss has been keeping Seraphina Vale as his paid sexual slave,” she said, her voice breaking perfectly for the cameras. “Here is the contract she signed. One year of her body in exchange for money. This is not romance. This is exploitation. And I have more evidence coming.”

The roar of the crowd was deafening as Harlan raised Riven’s arm higher, but the celebration was short-lived. A deep voice boomed from the shadows near the back of the warehouse. “I’m not done yet, Reaper.” A massive figure pushed through the throng. Jaxor Veyl another underground legend with a shaved head, jagged facial scars, and a body built like a wrecking ball. He was known for dirty fights and even dirtier tastes. Harlan’s gold tooth flashed in a wicked grin as he winked at the newcomer. “We got ourselves a bonus round, boys! Reaper versus Veyl. Winner still takes the prize.”

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

But it was his eyes that stopped my breath—they were a flat, milky white, devoid of pupils, as if he were looking at a world we couldn't see. ​"That is Kaelen," Julian hissed, his voice dropping an octave. "The Board calls him a 'Sin-Eater.' He was a failed experiment from Life Seven—a man born without a soul, designed to track the 'weight' of others. He doesn't see your face, Elowen. He sees the 1,000 years of debt we carry. He tracks the ripples of our past lives like a shark tracks blood in the water." ​Kaelen tilted his head, his nostrils flaring as if he were catching a scent. He didn't have a weapon, but the air around him seemed to warp and grey, as if he were literally sucking the co

Sage Despite what everyone said, what they will continue to say, despite the anarchy he raises, Dante Sokolov is sin wrapped in a gloriously beautiful male human body. And he's what truly living feels like. This substantial, nebulous force that could never be watered down or put out. When we agreed to be friends with benefits last year, I knew he'd be bad for me. I never really cared. I was caught up in his hot body and sexy accent that felt velvety in my ears.

I understood that because of the Temptress, my life's trajectory had changed irreversibly. In my panic, those visions from before I lost consciousness appeared again. Those disturbing images flashed uncontrollably before my eyes. My body began to feel slightly restless, but not as violently as before. I took a deep breath and forced myself to concentrate. A cool sensation rose from my core, gradually suppressing the evil fire within me, and my breathing slowly returned to normal. After this experience, I suddenly gained confidence in myself. Life was full of challenges we must face. When confronting major choices, a single moment of choosing good or evil could mean the difference between des

I never harmed women or children even if they were heinous culprits, but as the Supreme Alpha who are known as the blessed mythical creatures on Earth, with their brutal death, I purely set them into the afterlife where they might be able to redeem all the sins they have committed in this life. They deserved the most cruel punishment…and in their last moments, the majority of them had realized it themselves. The son of that old cab driver, I clearly remember him sobbing his heart out with terrible remorse for killing the woman out of gambling addiction who had innocently dreamt of creating a family and being pregnant with his child. I was furious with the boy for losing that divine chance be

No one messes with their future Queen. The vampire's body layed there with his face away from it's body. If its called a body. It was just the portion of his neck to the thighs which was lying there. His face a few distance away from him. The light in the vampire's eyes missing as he starred at nothing. Confirming that he was indeed dead. He dared to commit a sin and he suffered for it. After all taking about the Queen is a sin and he is a sinner for doing it.