Forgive Me I Have Sinned Novels & Stories

I walked down the aisle, pulled to a sensation that brought peace to my soul as I declared. “Lord Jesus, please forgive me, I confess that I have committed a grave sin against You. I believe Jesus that You died, were buried and You rose again for my justification. I accept You as my Lord and my Saviour. I ask for Your mercy, heal my soul, give me a clean slate, sanctify my heart and give me victory over my flesh.” I heard something crack open…my life will never remain the same.

We’d both been suffering for the same impossible thing. Then Jace did something that shocked me so completely I forgot how to breathe. He dropped to his knees in front of me. “Please forgive me,” he said, his voice raw with emotion. “I know I sinned against you. I know I hurt you by standing by while she tormented you. I should have found another way, been stronger, and protected you better. But I hope—” His voice cracked. “I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”

With that, he slipped out the door, leaving me alone in the dark with my thoughts and the aching, traitorous desire he has awakened. I curled up on the floor, praying for strength and for guidance. I didn't even know if this abominable sin was forgivable. Father please forgive me.

“What I did was a mistake. I wanted to save my kingdom; it was my duty, and I failed at everything. Please forgive me.” Her words constrict my throat. A part of me wants to scream that there’s no forgiveness for what she’s done, but another part—the part that’s tired of carrying so much hatred—wants to reach out and offer something she may not deserve. She searches for my hand in the air, and I take it, feeling the frailty in her fingers. “I know there’s no forgiveness for what I did to you. I accept my sins and my choices,” she says, her trembling voice filled with remorse. “But I need you to accept what I’m about to give you.”

I bit my lips as I tried to muffle the tears that threatened to come out. He whipped me four times, before lecturing me. It was his pattern. “Sin starts as a seed,” he said whilst walking round. “We make sure to cut it before it germinates” Another whip. “Make sure you ask for forgiveness, for you have sinned,” he said. He put on his robe and left the room. It was the routine. I would ask for forgiveness after each beating and was made to wait till he returned. “Forgive me, lord, for I have sinned” the usual mantra I was made to recite over and over again.

"So... please. Let me pay for my sins.." "...and leave.”

I remain with my back pressed against the fridge, not desiring to go anywhere that is outside of his proximity. I swallow audibly. "I'm just asking..." "I'm immortal, and you're mortal," he reminds me, as if he senses I’m in a trance and wants to draw me out of it before I do something I will regret. "I'm also a Sin, and you're not."

I get down on my knees with tears falling from my eyes "I…I love you, Angel…please forgive me for my sins. See, I am taking last breaths of my life and you said that you won’t forgive me until I take my last breaths of life. So, forgive me now, please. So, I can die in peace" Ian apologized and before I can reply her closed his eyes.

She needed to breathe and set her mind back on Jesus Christ. "Oh God, Father you need to forgive me. I'm really sorry for spacing out back there, I'm sorry for thinking of him that way, he's not even my husband and I. . You need to forgive me, Lord, I'm sorry. I promise to ignore this feeling, the one I get when he touches me or even looks at me. . I promise I'll ignore it. I've been bad, I want to be good. . Lead me, Lord, please. Amen."