Gods Of Guilt Novels & Stories

In that place, I was shocked with electricity, beaten with clubs, and pumped full of drugs until there was barely any life left in me. At last, when I was hanging on by a thread and Jonathan was asking if I could finally behave, the system appeared with a notification. [Congratulations. Mission triggered: Max out the male lead, Jonathan Fowler's guilt. Current guilt: 80%.] I was stunned. I tried to struggle up from the bed, but the nurse by my side thought I was trying to run again and immediately sedated me. I collapsed back onto the mattress, unable to say a single word. [Current guilt: 83%.]

I whisper. "You are no god. Just a self-obsessed, obnoxious, unworthy, mortal man who called himself a god,” He speaks and it doesn’t take me long to realize that he is repeating my words from that night. There are these unknown guilt and pain in his eyes. Words won’t be able to capture them. “Guess you were right,” He adds. My chest weights down with my own words coming out of his mouth. “I... -”

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I took calculated steps towards him as he shook with fear. "Yes. You stabbed me but, I didn't die." I laughed as I punched his jaw. "You idiot. Do you know how it feels to keep recalling the passing away of your loved ones?" I squeezed his neck gritting my teeth. "Their groanings, the pain, the tears, the guilt that I alone survived! Do you know why I endured all that? It's because I foresee the disgrace and shame I will put in your name." I spat as he struggled to breath.

She went on and on about everyday life, like she was reporting results to a loan officer. The wind swept through the cemetery, carrying the scent of burning memorial candles from a nearby grave. I felt a pull. From the sky—or from beneath the earth. My spirit began to fade. In this world, my "purpose" had been served. I was this family's bad debt—now written off. I was this family's asset—now liquidated. I looked at the new strands of white in Mother's hair, at Stephanie's straightened back, at the hardened resolve in Jamie's eyes.

In the distance, the god Hades appeared, grabbed his body and laid him down in the circle. “The time has come for you to bear your guilt, Greedius, that year I forgave you, now dare to use my son's life. I won't forgive you." God Hades shouted, thousands of armies of souls surrounded the entire space around, Zeus also began to thunder in the sky. Greedius felt the terrible power of the three greatest gods, he was a little wary and let go of me. My body fell freely to the ground, with a loud thud, I struggled to reach Aubrey. "I promised you I would protect you, didn't I?" Aubrey whispered, he didn't have the strength to talk anymore.

She said, The sky grew dark, the floor cracked open and one by one the dark gods arrived. Zaymor, the god of the dead, Yefir, the god of the damned souls, The others were from different parts of damnation that were better left unspoken off, it seemed like all the nature gods and goddesses had joined illummino. Herega screamed in rage as she sent an orb at derora who flicked it away and sent a tentacle of energy that passed through into derora and began absorbing her energy,

Guilt consumed Amy when she thought back on the night she tried to shoot herself and threatened to shoot her husband if he tried to stop her. Amy admitted she had problems before she became pregnant with Omar. But it seemed like when she found out she was pregnant again, everything in her life felt like it was changing for the better. It was like giving birth to a cherub when Amy saw Omar coming out of her womb and heard him crying for the first time. She would never forget how Omar looked up at her after the nurse placed his tiny body in her arms. He didn’t cry that much. Looking into her baby’s eyes was like getting a glimpse of paradise. She found everything adorable about her baby, inclu

9Gabriel. Guilt is a steady drumbeat that won’t stop pounding, no matter how many times I try to silence it. It sits under my skin, pulses in my veins, makes every moment feel like I’m holding my breath underwater. This morning, after Mara slips out of the rectory; hair wild, lips bitten, face flushed with the triumph of secrets, I sit at my desk with my head in my hands, every part of me aching for something I know I shouldn’t want. I thought sin would feel sharp and electric. I didn’t expect it to feel so heavy.

It had been ages since a new God of War had risen in the Celestial Realm, leading to this dire predicament. The deadlock broke when my husband, Rein, the God of Water, and my sister's husband, Calder, the God of Fire, arrived side by side. The sight of them made me ball my hands into fists, while my sister's gaze turned steely. The Celestial Guards rallied as if they had found their pillar of strength. An elder stepped forward and said, "You Demons really think you can take these sisters and throw the world into chaos? The Celestial Realm will never stand for it!"