Cured By Sin Novels & Stories

Spade asked. “Of course not!” Shane answered and rolled his eyes at Spade. “What I mean is, at least curse us with a speech habit or something!” he said. Spade’s brow raised when he heard what Shane said. “Your curse naturally is connected to your sin.” He said. “Your sin is to play with the girls’ heart, so you were turned into a girl.” He told him, then paused. “Though the weight of your sin is less compared to Rai’s sin.” He added.

I return her smile with one of my own. "The bible word is simple love conquers all, with love you can overcome everything and anything. With love you can cover a multitude of sins. It does not mean that you can just continue to sin as much as you no. It tells you that with a love that is pure as our heavenly father loves us you can cover sins. Not wash them away. Every time we receive holy communion God washes away our sins, with his love."

“But you made me want something I never allowed myself to want again.” Her breath trembled. “And what is that?” “Redemption.” For a moment, neither of them moved. Then— The back door creaked open. Both turned as a figure stepped into the moonlight. Catalina. Her long black coat billowed behind her like wings of a vengeful angel. Her eyes, sharp and unreadable, flicked between them. “Touching,” she said softly. “The Don confesses his sins.” Dante’s expression tightened. “I asked you to stay out of this.”

What had I done that was so bad that I was cursed to go through something this awful? What evil had I done in my past life that brought me this ill luck? I slowly walked back to my car, the reality of her departure settling over me like a suffocating blanket. I got in, closed the door, and then, with no one else to see, the dam broke. I buried my face in my hands, and the tears, the real tears I had held back for so long, burst forth, hot and uncontrollable. My body shook with the force of my sobs.

“Please… Warden, I want it. I need it. Use me as you may.” He pounds deeper, hitting the very spot that makes me see stars. I come untouched at first then again when he jerks me through it, spilling over his hands. He follows, flooding my ass with his cum. Pulse after pulse. We stay locked,his chest resting against my back as he breathed into my ear. “Now you know why I'm called a striker.” he whispered into my ears. I whimper. “I never miss.” He pulls out slowly, leaves me dripping and marked. He zips us and uncuffs me as he watches me fall on my knees, blissed out.

But my lips would not move. “I see it in you,” Grace said softly, almost tenderly. “The battle. The hunger. The fear.” Her hand pressed lightly over my wrist, holding it, though not tightly. My fingers trembled. “You think you are ruined already,” she continued. “You think you cannot be cleansed. But sin is not in the body, my child. Sin is in surrender. It is in the choice.” Her eyes pierced mine. Her fingers trailed once more down my arm, so slowly that my skin burned beneath the fabric.

“Blood for blood. Debts don’t die because a man prays for mercy. There is always a price.” I could feel Adora’s eye on me, but I didn't care. She was the price for her father's sin, and that was final. Damon looked up at me as if he’d expected something old to happen. But no. He got exactly what he deserved: a quiet, relentless, and inevitable punishment. He opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again, searching for anything that would buy him a second he did not deserve. His eyes darted from me to his daughter, who stood right in front of him, now speechless.

Fuck. Cuss words flowed from my mouth, all aimed at the man brutally pounding into me. The hard muscles on his abdomen flexed, covered in dark tattoos and a sheer layer of sweat. His arms were so toned and big and holding himself up. I felt caged. Surrounded by a man who fucked me until I couldn’t catch my breath.

“‘When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? Hath no man condemned thee?’” He took a breath. “‘She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee: go, and sin no more.’” The church grew silent again. Baron’s gaze flicked toward me... once, twice, as he explained. “The Lord does not condemn, but He calls us to repentance. He forgives, yes, but He commands us to sin no more.” His voice trembled at the end, just slightly. I could see what he was doing.

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.