Forgive My Unholy Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes. "He's been mind-wiped," Sagon told me. I grabbed Noah's hand and the amulet to return to hell. I shoved Noah at Lucifer and asked if Grace could change his metal work or any angel. "He's unholy and needs redemption in order to fight against Anna and get our baby girl," I growled. Noah looked at me and grinned. "We had sex and a kid?" I glared at him and told him, yes and we are also mates. His eyes got wide and so did his smile.

"Of course I am afraid! Do you have any idea how much suffering I have caused? How many civilizations I have driven to extinction? How many beings have ended their existence because of me?" "Yes. And I forgive you anyway." The words hung in the purple air like a challenge to reality itself. Around us, the corrupted realm began to shift, the singing trees tentatively trying their harmony again. "You cannot forgive me. The damage I have done is infinite." "Then I offer infinite forgiveness." I extended my hand. "Join us. Not as Despair, but as what you were meant to be. Hope that understands disappointment. Hope that has experienced failure and chosen to try anyway."

"Cecilia, apologize to Mr. Carter." I froze, unable to believe what I was hearing. The business partner, Luke Carter, frowned and pointed angrily at Emma. "Mr. Morrison, it was that young lady who made the mistake. I only want her apology." Emma's eyes welled up as she tugged at Frederick's sleeve, looking like she'd been terribly wronged. Frederick gently patted her hand, then turned to me with complete indifference. "What are you standing there for? Drink with Mr. Carter right now. If one glass isn't enough, make it two. Just make sure he's satisfied."

At last I gathered courage and walked inside the church to the confession section . Me : Good evening Father Priest Paul : Evening my child Me : Forgive me father for l have sinned , I almost committed adultery Father : You are forgiven my child , don't forget to pray confessing also and remember although God is too merciful to forgive our dirty sins it's not a ticket for us to keep on sinning Me : Thank you Father

Her voice trembled, finding it difficult to meet my gaze “What’s the issue?”, I inquired. “I— I really need you to forgive me”, she continued, still trembling as tears welled up in her eyes. My mom had once informed me about Gwen’s mistreatment by her lover. She said a friend of hers told her about it but before she informed me I knew what had happened to Gwen and even the day of her arrival. “It’s alright,” I assured her. Though my pride was hurt at the time but it happened three years ago and truthfully, I had moved on. The false accusations by my father at the office now hurt even more .

°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° PREVIOUSLY "I have already reconsider my decision, I will accept you and I have forgiven you......" "Forgiven me for what?"

When I looked at my daughter curled up at the head of the bed, I felt a throb in my heart. ‘My poor darling Ava. Did you know that I miss my parents too?’ I didn't even get the chance to apologize to them. Everything they warned me about came true in the end. Even in my death, I could not get their forgiveness.

The height. His face card was to die for. I completely forgot why I was here in the first place. The man who came in before was an apple but this one was way beyond that. I knew he was good looking but not to this extent. The night we met I didn't get to capture his face and I guess likewise mine. It was a pity that I'm turning this demigod down. I could have given my kids the benefits of a cute dad but not now, maybe some other time. I say to myself.

His breath hit me first—stale alcohol and smoke—and then his grin, all yellowed teeth and amusement. “I’m not a princess,” I shot back, scowling. They both laughed. The sound stung more than it should have. Why couldn’t they just let me pass? I just wanted a damn drink. Then a voice came from behind me. “Let her pass.” Everything shifted instantly. The laughter died. The air changed. And just like that, they stepped aside like the Red Sea parting. My brows pulled together. Who the hell had that kind of power? I turned and my jaw nearly dropped. Because standing there was a Greek god in black, wrapped in sin and quiet authority.

M My voice cracked on his name…the first time I’d ever said it without venom. Ethan kept going. He flipped me onto my stomach without uncuffing me, the cuffs twisting, arms crossed above my head. His actions made me understand he doesn't care, he just wants revenge! He dragged my hips up, shoved a pillow under them, and entered me from behind in one smooth thrust. A cry tore out of my throat. He set a punishing rhythm, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks. “Every time you called me pathetic,” he growled in my ear, “I thought about bending you over just like this.”