Corintios 6:9 Novels & Stories

“Hmm… Isioma, God told me to desist from the act and repent while I still can. He told me that I can't serve two masters at once, that I have to pick a side. Then He told me to warn Steve too, that I should help him see the light by all means. And lastly, just before I woke up, God told me to read Leviticus chapter eighteen verse twenty-two.” “And did you?” “Yes, I did. I woke up sweating profusely and I picked my Bible at once and opened the passage, which says, "You shall not lie with a male as with a female; it is an abomination."” “Hmm…” “I also researched further and stumbled upon First Corinthians chapter six verse nine, which says, "…Do you not know that the unrighteous will not inher

Hear me and hear my voice, for flesh will remain flesh and for the heart will know where to follow, trust in the Lord and he will guide you 1 Corinthians 6:9-11 9 Or do you not know that wrongdoers will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: Neither the sexually immoral nor idolaters nor adulterers nor men who have sex with men 10 nor thieves nor the greedy nor drunkards nor slanderers nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God. 11 And that is what some of you were. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God. Until you're washed, until you're cleansed, until you accept Jesus as your one and on

Corinthians fell to the ground. Sh*t! Sh*t! Sh*t! It hurts! I close my eyes in pain. I groaned because of the severity of my fall. Corinthians was on top of me, I hugged her and we both fell. She fell on top of me. My breathing seemed to stop, I lost myself because of the pain of my falling along with the weight and fall of Corinthians on top of me. "Argh, damn!" Corinthians shouted sharply and rolled away from me. I felt relieved, trying to get my breathing back to normal.

Thus, he pushed his hand further and his finger rested on her cunt. Mia exhaled heavily with her while glowy eyes rolling back. Her head tilted backwardly involuntarily, while her chest pumped out with vehemence. Her legs quivered as she part them wide. "You've touched the spot, Uncle Corinth," She mummbled. "That's the spot." Corinth's finger was now seperated from the cunt by a thin a layer of her pant. He slide to the side, and gently rubbed her, "call me Corinth. Not uncle."