Depravity Synonym Novels & Stories

“The seven princes are the avatars of the seven sins. Lucifer, the eldest, is the avatar of Pride. Mammon, the second, is the avatar of Greed. Third child, Leviathan, avatar of greed. Satan, the fourth, is wrath. Asmodeus, the fifth, is lust. Beelzebub, the sixth, gluttony. And last but not the least, Belphegor, the avatar of sloth.” “You’re Belphegor, aren’t you?” I already have a hunch that he is the last one because of how similar the name is. “Why don’t you use your real name instead of using Verphegor?” “Ah, no. I don’t like it.” He shakes his head stubbornly. “I have the same starting letter as Beelzebub. I don’t sound original!” “The two names don’t even sound the same…” “I don’t care

I just realize I was foolish enough to believe inn love when I had an example right infront of me. She used to be a strong loving women but now she went from being strong independent women to being strong wrecked women.

But he never stopped, he never listened and he didn’t care about anything that I had to say anymore. I became insignificant I became a burden I became a liability And of course Dylan followed in his footsteps, becoming a dark and corrupted soul as well. I don’t know why, or how this happened. What changed? Why would two people with such great lives and promising futures throw everything that they have away? Why would they risk their lives by taking others over and over again? What do they gain from creating such chaos?? What do they gain by murdering others? By ruining lives? By destroying families? Why would anyone ever be okay living in such a manner?

INDEED, PROMISCUOUS PEOPLE DON'T WANT THEIR CHILDREN TO BE LIKE THEM. She remembered when Pastor Jay - her Sunday-school teacher preached: "Fornication defiles your temple. It pollutes your body and makes you unfit for God's use and glory. Any man that commits fornication sins against his own body. Regardless of whatever slang they use to cover this act up. Be it 'fuck, knacks, hammer' or whatever. It is fornication!" "These words tormented her. She sat on the bed and wrapped herself with a big white duvet. She lost the feeling of pride she had always been feeling. It seemed to her as if someone had snatched a treasure from her. Gradually, the emotional pain she felt overclouded the physica

“My bad. This one’s still too strong to die by ingestion as well.” As he returned to the table to pick another syringe to play with, Nessa hissed, “You’re despicable!” Alissa’s claw went right through Nessa’s ear, making Nessa scream before she retracted her claw to let the blood ooze from the area. Greg scoffed his signature dark scoff. “Do you even know what that word means?” He picked another syringe, looking at it through the ceiling lights before setting it down and moving on to the next syringe as he said, “It means ‘morally reprehensible’. I doubt any of us in this room have the right to use that word against each other seeing that none of us are saints. Let’s get real here - being wh

“Fuck me like you own me. Degrade me, Draven. Tell me what a dirty whore I am for your cock.” “You are my dirty whore,” he panted, slamming into her even deeper, the wet squelching sounds of her soaked pussy filling the room. “A pathetic little cumslut who gets paid to watch my kid but really just wants to be bent over and used like a cheap fucktoy. Your cunt is gripping my cock so fucking tight. You love being degraded and used, don’t you?”

The same devil he mentioned last night. “There’s nothing as such a soul in me, I’m born devil,” That's when I gasped. What have I done?

I was being dragged into his darkness, my mind was swamped with depravity, degradation and death, everywhere I looked, I saw the very worst acts of violence, abuse and rape that could be inflicted on one person by another. Nothing was sacred if one person started butchering another; those around them joined in until the floor ran with their blood. When I turned away, I saw three men grab a woman and force her to perform the most depraved sex acts they could think of, holding her down as she screamed soundlessly into the void.

Am I guilty of this sin? Hell, Yes! I was going crazy but I didn't stop reading. As I read I saw Bible verses that speak more about it. The words that caught my eyes were as follows. Abomination, degrading passion, unnatural, an indecent act, and an error, even worthy of death. I stopped suddenly as tears that had been brimming finally spilled, wetting my lashes and running down my cheeks. I watched my tears come down on my Bible and I closed it and held it to my chest.

armor had been stripped away, leaving something raw and painfully human underneath. There was a deep, echoing sadness in his eyes that acted like a mirror to her own. It was a shared torture—the longing for a bridge that they both feared was permanently burned. “You’re so kind, and sweet and so goddamn beautiful, Liv,” he said, his voice softening into a terrifyingly gentle caress. “And when I met you, I was… drawn to that energy and light in you. I know I'm apologising for so much, but I’m sorry I didn't know how to handle it. I hope you believe me. I really do.”