Is Falling In Reverse Christian Novels & Stories

In the party, Joshua is furious. "What the hell are you doing Chris? She fell into our trap easily. Our plan was moving smoothly. But you ruined everything. What the hell got into you? Now look at what happened. She escaped. Now it will not be easy to find her alone again" he snapped at Chris who was looking wildly around, as if searching for someone. "Chris"

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

She looked up at me with her big blue, green eyes her tiny hands steadied on my chest and she gave me a shy smile, snuggling onto my chest. "Mommy, let's go sit down." Dylan said pulling my skirt to the long wooden benches. I obliged sitting next to Leo. "We're here to witness the baptism of Angelica Mariah Mendoza, a young innocent soul brought to this world by the will of God." the priest's voice boomed throughout the church and then he started reciting prayers which I did not quite catch. "Amen," everyone one said in unison. "At this juncture," the priest continued "I would like to call upon the parents of Angelica along with the child to step forward for the baptism and blessing of the c

The magic tearing through both of us was unbearable, like being ripped apart and stitched back together wrong. “What have you done?” Seraphine shrieked. “Ending you!” I screamed back. The binding was unraveling. I could feel its threads snapping one by one. But the spell didn’t stop. All the gathered power had to go somewhere, and it was pouring into us. Into me. Into her. The backlash hit like a hammer. My already damaged wolf connection shattered. Something deep inside my spirit tore. Seraphine screamed. Around us, the last of her followers who hadn’t yet died in the blood sacrifice started collapsing. The magic reversed direction violently, ripping back into her.

Minnie and I drifted upward. Below us, Christian's soul emerged from his body. But while we ascended, he began to sink. Realizing what was happening, he desperately reached for us, trying to catch up. But an unseen force dragged him downward. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't fight it. He plummeted into the depths of hell. His screams echoed in the wind. "I'm sorry!" So what? I would never forgive him.

Love and Light was Vanessa’s first home, her church—the one place where her fears dissipated, and sanity embraced her reality. Her mother taught her the values of living a good Christian life, and even taught her how to pray her first prayers before meals. It had been that way longer than Vanessa could remember, and every Sunday always seemed even more beautiful than the previous Sunday—the choir sang more cheerfully, the preaching was more fulfilling and the smiles she got from everyone around her were more inspiring. And it was this way every Sunday, until one Sunday when Vanessa learnt her boyfriend she had been dating for two years was cheating on her.

"Bastian is unpredictable. A tad mentally unstable. " "What?! What if he hurts Sera?!" I explode, unable to believe what I have just heard. "He dies." Rhys replies, likes he's talking about the weather. Chills blanket my body. Vincent chuckles beside me, whispering something about Hades and his temper. Hades. Hades. "Oh my..." I gasp, my hands flying to my mouth. It clicks in. Everything clicks instant. "You're Mordecai Rhys? God of the underworld? As in...Hades?"

[Briar’s POV] I stare in disbelief at the psycho bastard who watches me until the doors to the elevator I stand silently in closes, making a decisive line between us both. Only when I can’t see him anymore do I collapse against the wall while my heart begins to hammer in my chest. “Fuck,” I hiss, reaching up and pressing my hand against it. “What the fuck is wrong with him?”

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa