I Am The Punishment Of God Novels & Stories

“This isn’t only for those around me; this is for me. I’ve been weak my entire life and accepted things as they were because I was led to believe that it was the way of our goddess, but how can I possibly continue to trust in the plan of an entity that dealt me such a horrible fate? In the past, Amelia would have felt the need to repent for her words, but now she only felt a sense of emptiness and hatred. ‘Atta girl,’ her succubus side purred. ‘You’re beginning to grow up. I’m proud of you.’ ‘Not yet,’ Amelia responded, ‘Not until I’ve gotten my revenge on all that have wronged me.’ Closing her eyes, she lets images of Clarence and his pack flash before her eyes, before images of those basta

This is the way your father has chosen to punish you and even though I wish it was more severe, I'm pleased with it. Now, it remains my punishment to you, Luther Don. Even though I have no idea how I will punish you, I pray Moon Goddess will make it possible. Luther, you must suffer more than I have suffered! I vowed.

“By the name of Holy God, I wash you from the sins of rebellion and disobedience. May he accept your sincere Redemption. Madam, show your guilt to God.” Mielle almost forgot what she had to say, then she recalled and raised her head murmuring: “God forgive me for I have sinned” “What is your sin” “Rebellion.” “Do you trust your Master's judgment?” “I do trust my master’s judgment.” “Do you accept the proper punishment the enforcer is going to apply?” “I do.” “I must ask for a second validation, do you accept the proper punishment the enforcer is going to apply?” “Yes, I do accept the enforcer’s punishment.”

And this was the goddess’s sadistic way of punishing me for a second time because I failed to save my family and my people once before. I’m a male who should live his life alone and be punished forever.

“And that’s when the prophecy resurfaced. Stronger this time. The priests, the elders, they all said the Moon Goddess was punishing me.” My throat is dry. “And how… how is she punishing you?” His eyes flick toward me. “With you.” It feels like the air gets sucked out of the car. My heart stutters. “What?” “You,” he says, more gently now. “You’re the punishment, Iris. That’s what they believe.” I shake my head slowly, like that will make it stop. “What are you saying?”

You are being punished by Death, himself] … I clench my fist as her voice rings in my head. I am being punished for the secrets and sins? I am being punished by Death, himself? I knew Sin, himself and I have met with Wrath, himself. I have met with Envy, herself. All the evils that I have grown up reading are all people in Alkhemi. So, does this mean I am about to meet Death? Is he or she the one causing the people to fall ill and die? And most importantly, why am I getting punished by him? That cannot be fair. If people get punished for their sins then everyone will be dead by now. Why does this apply to me alone? Why is it my sin that brings suffering down to the people?

I said, and she looked at me calmly. “You are too good for your own good,” said the Goddess, and she smiled. "The punishment will not be eternal. The effect will pass for this Alpha once he understands what he has done and why it has been a sentence for his pack. Once he finally repents for being a jerk."

Antiope asks. I will lose her. I just got her and I will lose her. But she deserves to know. I am giving her all of me. “We killed them all. All of them.” “No.” “Even the women. The old people.” “No. No.” “And the children.” “Goddess!” She pulls away. That’s the Goddess’s final punishment. Give me a mate and then have her leave me disgusted. “The Butcher,” she murmurs. “The Butcher,” I say.

“You –“ “Too bad Ezra wasn’t blown to smithereens in the explosion. That would have made your dreams come true, no?” I shake my head violently, tears springing to my eyes. “You took so many innocent lives. You’re a monster.” Golden Eye seems to like the label I gave him. There is an unmistakable sound of his hand gleefully slapping against his thigh in delight. "I’ll give you back your phone. I’ll give it to you, just leave Ezra and my pack alone.” My voice is broken, I am broken. I have sinned and now, I am being punished by the Goddess.

“Not in hell. And heaven is not a place for you. I am going to pass judgment on you now.... You shall roam the world as a mad spirit. Restless. I will let you live in contact with the wolves and let you see the god you couldn’t be to them. You can’t possess anyone. You can’t kill anyone. I will make it more unbearable for you. When your senses are back, you will relive your dying moment—and that’s every minute.” “You bitch…” I cursed, watching as the wind carried me away. “I will—” “You are by far the worst of my creations,” her voice resounded as I was dragged away by the wind. I laughed hard as I was swept away. “You aided it. And you will again. One thing about gods… they are always alike