Eternal Sins Novels & Stories

" What else do you have to offer apart from that? " " You don't sell your soul to me, I send you back to the world of the living with immense power and make you become tres eternal.. " " Eternal?, same eternal that got killed by silver, isn't eternal suppose to be Immortal, everlasting creatures " " You're right but there are levels of immortality, three levels, the uno eternal, an Immortal that does not age and die, they heal when they're wounded but gets killed by specific weapons and ways, vampires and demons are an example, then the second, the dos eternal, this immortals have a specific number of lives, you kill, they return until their spare lives are exhausted and the last of all, the

Why would I be taught humility and self-hate my whole life only to be told by the very ones I was supposed to fear that I was life itself? "Jealousy," Ethan said softly, "quickly turns to envy. Envy is a dangerous thing because you end up wanting so desperately what you'd never been given in the first place. The greatest sin an immortal can commit is to laugh in the face of what we are… and want." His eyes were sad. "He wants you." "To kill me?" I whispered hoarsely. "No." Ethan cupped my chin with his smooth fingers. "He wants to possess you, and believe me when I say you'll like every part of that possession — until he leaves you. Dark Ones always leave, and you'll die."

— I’ll let you live, Volkov, — Caelith says — if you tell me how you found out she’s an umbra. Volkov lifts his chin, defiant. — You think you’re the only one who buys secrets from the enemy, Caelith? — All this time I kept wondering why you called her a ‘greater sin’… — he brushes his jaw with his thumb. — What could be more sinful than a Nephilim? Volkov pales beside me. The younger one falters, loosening his grip just enough for me to drag in a ragged breath. — The greater sin, — Caelith goes on, voice rising, — would be a double one, wouldn’t it? The child born of a woman who sold her blood and her body, and a man who vowed his life to God!

he said softly. Seraphine raised the Blade higher, silver fire blazing like a miniature sun. “And they will,” she whispered. “Because we are not here to be corrected. We are here to endure, to resist… and to rewrite the rules of eternity itself.” The Test of Eternity had begun. And the anomaly was ready to answer.

And I am loving every filthy second of it. Sparks of pleasure ripple through me, so intense and making me lose my mind again and again. I am screaming, moaning, babbling nonsense as he continues wrecking my pussy, every slam of his cock sending more waves of ecstasy through me, the sensations mixed with the raw edge of pain that only heightens everything. I feel claimed. I feel possessed. I feel sinfully free. All at once. His giant monster cock keeps driving into me nonstop, hitting that perfect spot deep inside me over and over again. My inner walls grip him tight as I push back to meet every drive, my body and entire senses already lost in the filthy rhythm.

he desperately hung on the trail of thought that kept him sane before he was pushed back into the realm, the realm that had him pleading to take back control over his body and mind. he rolled over again and again trying to fit into a position that lessened the agony, it was proving futile "for the wages of sin is death and the gift of God is eternal" who was chanting? it was in unison, voices like thousands of flowing waters hitting on rocks, it wasn't him. "God's gift to mankind to purge them of their sins" "I AM TIRED, I DONT WANT THIS" he whimpered "just let me die" "the gift of God maketh rich and added no sorrow"

His crying eyes narrowed. Color slowly drained from his burning cheeks, leaving only the sick shame behind. God, he wanted to puke. Or gargle holy water. Or set himself on fire. He hated him—that silver-eyed sin incarnate, with a Roman statue’s face, a body like Michelangelo’s sculpture with the morals of a drunk alley cat. ‘I didn’t even know his fucking name!’ disappointment filled him. ‘Very classy Angel. Very Classy.’ He cursed the demon-like bastard in every language he knew.

And years from now, I would come to relive the worst of my nightmares, those memories embedded deep in my soul, with no hope of release. My eternal prison.

THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE:- DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1, 2 & 3 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME THE BLOOD QUEEN WITCHES SERIES PAMPERED DEVIOUS CONSORT WINNING THE MOON BUTTERFLIES OF FREEDOM **** Life is unfair said another person and yet someone said that it is fair. Which statement should she trust and believe in? She truly didn’t believe in anything like that. She was someone who believed in herself. As long as she lives her life righteously and in the right way, she believed that karma won’t treat her unfairly.

I don't understand what they're talking about, but I know it's something dangerous and I don't want to risk it, I can't risk hurting Hope. 'I told you, I'm a very old spirit, Dylan. My power is gigantic. I am the Sins, those who walk today and those who once were.' 'That's why I'm training, that's why we're training!' 'You are right. When we started training, we chose Gluttony, because it is a simpler sin to control, but I know that what is going to happen soon, is that you are going to need to trust me, blindly. Without that, we can't move forward.'