Afterdeath Sin Novels & Stories

After all, the sins he committed were worse than theirs. "I-I will... entrust you all with my daughter's life." Zacharias took off his feet from his chest as Fernando rashly sat up and gasped while regaining his breath, the other gazed down at him before walking away. They say, a sin for a sin will always and forever be equal, and repentance is the sinner's only defense, but sometimes, being faithfully devoted can lead to blindness from many more truths that are stopping them from their capabilities and limits, transpiring of beliefs and notions that lead to loss of control in yourself, drowned in the sea of coercion instead of the sea of tranquility which the eternal suffering of the sinner

Zeke stood there paralyzed as the lycan lifted her body to her full height and advanced menacingly towards him. Suddenly Hades appeared again, but this time he wasn't alone. Beside him was Lilith, the succubus and six other figures;the seven deadly sins of the underworld. "Lord Hades",Zeke breathed out in relief while the lycan roared at the figures that just appeared in the room. "Riven never fails to disappoint us",Mammon, the sin of greed muttered darkly as his eyes focused on the night sky where a blood moon glowed eeriely in the middle of the sky.

I whispered into the darkness of the room, the words a silent vow I would renew every single morning for the rest of my life. ​I wasn't a good man. I was under no illusions about my soul. The things I had done in London, the blood I had spilled on that white quartz floor, the lives I had systematically ruined to build this sanctuary—they were sins that would follow me to the grave and beyond. I was a man of shadows, a creature of the very world I had just destroyed. But as I held the woman who had learned to bite back, the woman who had looked into the abyss and told it to blink, I knew with a chilling certainty that I would do it all again.

The doors behind them slammed shut with a deafening boom. Everyone jumped. “What the fuck?” Damien shouted, running back to the doors. He pulled hard, but they wouldn’t budge. The windows sealed themselves with a grinding sound, metal shutters sliding down from nowhere. Panic rippled through the group. Then a deep, ancient voice echoed through the entire mansion, smooth and terrifying, coming from everywhere and nowhere at once. “Welcome, little sinners… to The House That Feeds On Sin.” The voice paused, letting the words sink in.

Gregori studied me for a moment as if deciding something, weighing how much I should know. Then he exhaled quietly. “Sin is a nickname,” he said finally. “They call him Lieutenant Sin because he is my right-hand man. He handles everything that needs to be handled.” His tone was careful and deliberate. I did not ask further because I did not need to. The meaning was clear enough. Mafia. Power. Danger. yeah… I lowered my gaze slightly, nodding in understanding. Gregori let out a quiet chuckle, as though he could read exactly what was running through my mind.

"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.'' GOD, YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO DO THAT. YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO TAKE HAYLEY FROM US After a moment of quiet reflection, he continued, his voice softer now. "And as we consider Hayley's journey, let us remember that while she is gone from our sight, her spirit remains, touching us still. As the poet David Harkins wrote: 'You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,

Before I can stop myself, my head turns of their own accord, making the kiss land on my cheek instead of my lips. I take a deep breath, reminding myself that I also let Leonardo, my brother's murderer touch me, and even enjoyed it. Hell, the past two days, I have woken up quite a few times with my panties soaked from dreaming about Leonardo. This morning, I had woken up with my legs spread and my fingers between my legs. I had kicked off my panties some time in the night during my wet dream. Luckily, I always keep my door locked while sleeping. Otherwise, I won't know how to explain to my parents the reason my gown is pulled to my waist, with panties gone as I touch myself. Sometimes, while

he desperately hung on the trail of thought that kept him sane before he was pushed back into the realm, the realm that had him pleading to take back control over his body and mind. he rolled over again and again trying to fit into a position that lessened the agony, it was proving futile "for the wages of sin is death and the gift of God is eternal" who was chanting? it was in unison, voices like thousands of flowing waters hitting on rocks, it wasn't him. "God's gift to mankind to purge them of their sins" "I AM TIRED, I DONT WANT THIS" he whimpered "just let me die" "the gift of God maketh rich and added no sorrow"

I do love him a lot and I know I did wrong by having an affair but I wasn't thinking right at that point in time. “I hope you meet me in another life, maybe you can forgive me for my sins here on earth. I love you Hades and forever will be your Queen.” If he wouldn't take me back it's better I do this. I surround the chain around my neck with hard tears sliding through my cheek and with one last hiccup, one last sob, one last smile tightened around my neck. Blood began to pound ferociously in my head, my eyes swirled and darkned. I kept on till I couldn't keep up anymore, my body began to grow cold and my prayers came answered. The Afterlife…

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.