Dios Perdona Nuestros Pecados Novels & Stories

“For your penance, you will pray ten Hail Marys tonight. And you will pray for strength to resist temptation.” My throat locked. “Father—” “Go in peace.” The screen slid shut. I stumbled out of the confessional, heat crawling down my spine like I’d been branded. Shame ate me alive. My own voice replayed in my head. Yours. I thought of you. Your hands. Your mouth. You, Father Dorian. I rushed outside, the night air biting against my face. Lily’s words from yesterday came back. You didn’t mean to. You panicked. It’s not the end of the world.

. "I don't know, only he can know why he took Dad. Don't blame God, he will be our only support at all times. Don't worry I know your father is doing well. I know that Dad is happy because he is in Paradise. He will no longer be hurt and feel suffering," he promised me. "I don't know, Gio. I don't know what to believe. I don't want to accept that he is no longer so sick. Maybe now is not the time for me to accept everything because it still hurts so much.” I bowed and sobbed. “I'm not asking you to get rid of the pain in your heart right away. I want you not to blame God for all the heavy things that happen to you. We have many sins against him but does he blame us? Nope. He even gives us a

You said in your words that, " Though your sins are as red as crimson... I shall cleanse it and you shall be as white as snow. " I'm sorry... For everything. Please forgive me. Please remove this guilt from me... Forgive me. I am deeply sorry... Have mercy on me. Blot out my sins. Cleanse me and I shall be as white as snow. I promise not to go back to my sinful ways again.. I promise to be atone for my sins and become a better person. Blood of Jesus... Wash me clean and I shall be free. Thank you, Lord, for answering prayers. Amen.

“Let the enemy have no power over him—.” “And the son of iniquity be powerless to harm him.” “Lord, send him aid from your holy place. Let us pray. God, whose nature is ever merciful and forgiving, accept our prayer that this servant of yours, bound by the fetters of sin, may be pardoned by your loving kindness.”

"Oh God, please forgive me!" ***

He's everything like the secret romance novels I hide in my box describe. One that seduces your every holy thought. He's everything forbidden, and he's certainly not mine to dream about. Yet, he can't seem to just… go away. “Yes, Father,” I say, even as I know how hollow it sounds. “For your penance,” he continues. “ten Hail Marys and five Our Fathers. Say them slowly… thoughtfully. And ask not for forgiveness alone, but for clarity also.” I nod, though he cannot see it. “Do you repent of this sin?”

Levi They say beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, but no one says what happens when the beholder is fucking obssessed. I want to breathe every air she does, walk in the same steps she takes, stand behind her until she wants me by her side. Till her eyes sees only me, begging me to take her, to never leave her alone in this world. My world may be dark, with her in it, there might be a little light. My fingers worships her body, resting on her waist, Kissing the scar that run across her stomach, to me, she is fucking perfect.

Frowning, I instructed someone to make him some oatmeal. Jadon burst into tears as he held the bowl. "I'm sorry, Mommy. I don't want that wicked woman anymore. She wasn't good to me—she hit me, scolded me, and even refused to let me eat. Can you please take me away from her? I missed you, Mommy!"

His Guards actually crossed themselves, muttering about how could such an angelic looking child be so cold-blooded. ‘Santa Maria, Madre di Dio, prega per noi peccatori, ora e nell'ora della nostra morte. Amen’ [Holy Mary, Mother of God, Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen] They prayed fervently, brought up in Catholic homes they were deeply superstitious and this beautiful, tiny, angelic looking child freaked them out. ‘Come poteva essere così calma?’ [How could she be so calm?]

I have to say I appreciate Alonso for not giving up and chanting it for the third time now. "O Terra mater. Dirige me ad veritatem. semitam iustitiae demonstra mihi. Ostende mihi lucem. Adsum enim auxilium tuum. O Terra mater. adiuva puerum tuum," I feel our feet dangling in the air. And my body feels as light as a feather. Alonso's grip on my hand is starting to falter but I hold him hard instead. "O Terra mater. Dirige me ad veritatem. semitam iustitiae demonstra mihi. Ostende mihi lucem. Adsum enim auxilium tuum. O Terra mater. adiuva puerum tuum,"