Crucifixion Stories Novels & Stories

As the law already condemned them to be killed, for such an act of indecency. They were paraded at the Golgotha ( the place of scalls ) and many country men had assembled to see the day's event. When it was time to carry the execution out, the fat paja, an horrible looking man, whom his duty was to kill criminals that was convicted. He always appeared covered in blood, and in his hands two giant knifes. He can only be seen in times like this, Paja had no story of birth nor family histories, rumors said, he was a demi god, that descended from hell, right from the presence of the Devil himself.

Anderson fell silent in thought, “that means… “ “That means if either suffers, the others suffer as well.” Suit concluded Anderson’s sentence who fell silent in thought. If what Suit said was right, that meant the more he died in those stories, the quicker he died in the real world. Anderson’s glare intensified. He felt like punching the demon in the circle at least once.

In front of me were two crosses and Linda and Holly on the floor tied up. " I want you to see what happens when you cross me, let's start with Holly " He said to his Men and they untied her before putting her on the cross the same like what they did to crucify Jesus. He hands stretched on either side. " Begin " Giovanni's voiced boomed through the room and his man took some nails and a hammer and started nailing her to the cross. Holly's screamed louder than she had screamed earlier on today she was in pain. I closed my eyes as I couldn't watch.

One eventually spoke up. "Matriox, found guilty of several violations of the rules that keeps us will be put to death. His ears and fingers will be cut off and in three days, he will subjected to three random tortures. At the end of these three days, he will be crucified on an x cross and will be made to bleed and sweat for three hours. Only minimal bleeding. After this, he will be buried alive on the cross." I watched the horror flash on a few faces. "Is there any objection?" I questioned and no hand raised up. At this point, with the rage that obviously moved in my veins, I doubted if anyone would take the risk of objecting.

There was a desire to kill in my hands. This occasion is not normal, I am not dealing with any regular enemy. In this case, it's treason, and it cuts deeper than a sharp knife. I will have no mercy, and it will certainly end in death. However, before it gets to that, seeing and hearing the face and the screams of pain will be my pleasure. The floor will be covered in blood from the traitors. I will then watch how it goes down the drain. As the elevator doors opened, the image that greeted me made me smile. Four bodies were tied to the crucifix. This is a tool of my creation. This crucifix, as the name implies, is slightly steep towards the front. The bodies of my enemies are tied with the ar

He raced like the wind, as if piercing the distance, and I wasn’t surprised when we stopped before a forester’s hut. Eight horses were tied to a hitching post, and it seemed deadly quiet inside. Judging by the look of it, the house was inhabited. Yet... Ak-kvir sucked in the air, passing it through his fangs with a whooshing sound. “Blood...” We found the master of the house behind the shack, crucified on a tree. His hands and feet were nailed to the trunk, and his chest was bound with a rope that supported part of his weight. They hadn’t wanted him to die quickly. They had wanted to make him suffer. The templars believed that agony helps executed sinners reach the Bright abode faster, letti

he asked. I slowly shook my head. I didn’t want to imagine it. “I crucified him,” Father said calmly. “Do you know what that means?” Again, I shook my head. My face had gone pale, and I felt like I might pass out. Father turned to Nico. “Nico, finish the story.” Nico grinned, clearly enjoying himself. “First we made him suffer a little,” Nico said with a cruel smile. “Just a little.” He leaned closer to me, clearly enjoying the way my face had gone pale.

His body shivers and he rubbed his eyes to make sure that what he had seen wasn't his imagination. What lies beneath them was his men. All twelve of them impaled and hang around her backyard. Even Yvadh was there but he was still alive with his eyes blinking yet his body covered with blood and body nailed on a cross like the Christian's God. The last of his man let out a cry while other are completely dead with blood soaking the ground they are impaled on.

“W-what...?” But what happened next petrified her. Screams filled confinement released horrid smell, flesh carved out and nailed. Crucifix in reminder of mankind’s sin. The downfall of men beyond decades. “Ave, ave dominus.... Dominus tecum.... Bendicta tu in mulieribus.” Nonstop, the man repeated over and over again.

When they landed, four men promptly placed him on the cross. His heart skipped a beat because he knew exactly what was about to happen. He is going to die. He noticed Adrastos moving toward them with a 7 to 9-inch nail and a huge and heavy hammer in his hand. As Adrastos conducted the crucifixion, four guys held his body to the cross. He positioned the sharpened nail near his wrist and struck it. When the sharp nail pierced his wrist, he screamed. “Ahh!” Adrastos didn’t appear to hear him yell and just kept hammering the nail till it sunk.