Bethany's Sin Novels & Stories

Those sick bastards ruined so many lives. Death was to easy for them. I wish I was able to kill them for all they have done. Both sick bitches ruined many young girls for their sick pleasure and Bethany was forced into it. Not with me I will worship her each day as long as we live.

I snap, suspicious once again. “Because he trained me,” Bethany replies with a shrug. “He said I was the best trainee he’d ever had, and said if he couldn’t work with you, I was the next best thing.” She catches me glaring at her, and says, “Look, like I said, nothing happened between us. Nothing. I don’t know if he cheated on you or not, but he always seemed to me to be committed to you.” Part of me says Bethany doesn’t have it in her to lie, but then I remember she has already spent the last two months lying to me, and she succeeded at killing over twenty people before THEM caught up with her. Clearly she does have it in her to lie.

"We are both going to punished once when we get caught. We need to be extra careful." Ang dapat sanang matatakot ako dahil sa kaniyang sinabi. Hindi tuloy nangyari. Bagkus, parang mas gusto ko pang gumawa ng bawal... ng masama. Para lang marinig sa kaniya ang ganoong kataga. Selfishness or self-will is the manifestation of sin. True love is the antidote to self-centeredness. You will not commit sin with them or tempt them to commit sin if you genuinely love them. "Kung ako lang ang mapaparusahan ay ayos lang, kaya ko naman. Pero paano kapag saiyo na? Hindi ko mapapatawad ang sarili ko, Amari..."

The reason why she was so certain that Joanna was involved was that only Zayn and Joanna were aware that she had met Bent. Zayn would never do such a thing and so it only left Joanna. She simply wanted to ruin Bethany's reputation at the Blue ridge group. What an unscrupulous thing to do. Everyone was shocked to hear what Bethany said and a few appeared guilty. Bethany recognized that those were the ones who were close to Joanna. All of them did not have any talents and repeatedly sucked up Joanna. "It's the few of you!" Bethany looked at them. When they realized that they had been discovered, they outrightly admitted, "So what?". “Apologize!" Bethany calmly demanded. Several people stood up

Sophia said as Jennifer whines. "You know I'm too lazy to do that" "That gives me another topic to teach you on from the bible" "I can't be lazy?" Jennifer asked "According to the bible,no you can not" Sophia said as she sits next to Jennifer. "It's called being slothful" "And being slothful is a sin?" Jennifer asked "Yes,now help me put your stuff in this bag" Sophia replied. "And please, don't go one by one because I'm getting hungry"

’ I thought to myself. “I apologize about your son, Mrs. Robins,” I said truthfully, I hated when bad people came from a good background that they took for granted and left behind suffering loved ones to grieve them. Bradley wouldn’t spend all of eternity in Hell since he committed only six out of the seven sins, he would spend the most time in there compared to his friends who only committed two or three sins. Since Bradley showed little-to-no envy, I had to count it as six and he wasn’t turned into a full demon who would spend all of eternity in Hell.

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

Ethan was not there. She had not expected him to be. She had thought about whether she would want him there and had decided, after some honest consideration, that the answer was no — not from anger, but because his presence would make the room about the story of what had been done to her rather than about what was being built next. She was done being defined by September fourth. Tonight was about February.

Exhausted, not from passion, but from the sheer misery of my existence. With a frustrated sigh, I braced my hands against his chest and forcefully pushed him off my body. Matthew grunted, completely unbothered by my frustration. He rolled over, stood up from the velvet mattress, and casually grabbed his trousers from the floor, stepping into them as if he hadn’t just left his wife completely stranded in a desert of dissatisfaction. “Not again,” I muttered, sitting up and pulling the satin sheets tightly against my chest. My voice trembled with months of built-up resentment.

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.