Magic Madness Heaven Sin Novels & Stories

We don't retreat. We sharpen. And somewhere underneath all the sarcasm and fake escape plans, something inside me shifts anyway. The moon hangs pale outside my bedroom window. Tomorrow it'll be full. Tomorrow somebody will probably get bonded whether they like it or not. Tomorrow half the wolves in the territory will lose their minds. I close my eyes slowly. "Let the moon do its worst," I whisper. Because if there's going to be madness tomorrow— it won't just belong to the moon.

Anger fills up the magma chamber But all I see is fear The flower bloomed differently. It faced the sunset instead. With blood she united us Wherever I am she will be All will be forgotten in the next life. With the blood of my beloved she cursed me The sin that bought me love The sin that taste sweet and warm She has cursed the sinner and the sin Even the sinner will curse this sin When her blood blooms lava will erupt There will be thunder and lightning Then they will be united The blood of sinners will be one again

Just by looking, Justin knew who the woman in front of him was. Sin Rose, or Rose of Sin. A woman born from the relationship of a demon man and a monster woman. Sin Rose cannot be called a demon or a monster, because she has been purified by angels and has become a servant of heaven. However, Sin Rose felt that she was not comfortable in Nirvana, and chose to take the power of her father and mother, who had already died from being killed by the monster and demon hunter Alice. The power of Mesmerick-Mother Sin Rose is to hypnotize humans and lead them to sin, sinning every second, with a foul smell that is deliberately emitted, it makes humans instantly become dazed and forget their true iden

She had to as she had no one to go to, most especially now that she’s pregnant. Scott Hunt had been diagnosed for having Antisocial Disorder which no one knew about aside from his psychiatrist, Jess, and Kaiser. He was great in manipulating people without feeling any remorse. Even Samantha, an exceptional psychiatrist hasn’t seen through him—not even Takumi. Everything he has shown to everyone he calls as "friends" were all fake and he regrets nothing. Scott is also the son of an underground leader who lures cursed people into opening a portal between heaven and hell.

“For just like the Madhatter, I am a crazy fool and broken inside. A madman that is just sleeping and waiting for something to trigger my hidden sin inside.” Giggling in a twisted way and a sinister tone as you can imagine it, he continues to play the symphony with his tears slowly falling to his cheeks. Like a madman and incline with his favorite character to the twisted, yet wonderful world of wonderland, he smiles in behind his anger, longing, and sadness of a Madhatter. “Will you play the game with us?” Clutching his fist as its words echo back unto his mind, he smiles in the same twisted way as he breaks the spell and ended the symphony that brought the dark and eerie tone from its faça

The girl was feeling like a delicate bird in front of him. Azfarin's hair was so tangled that tears came to her eyes due to the pain. The man with the horrible face was staring at her from top to bottom. What happened was that the veins of Azfarin's white neck were becoming clear. The whole body was trembling. The neck and face were drenched in sweat under the influence of fear and heat. A wave of fear ran through Azfarin's wheelbarrow. He put his face very close to Azfarin's face. "The Macy's Moote Harin Brain"

For then both drop their masks and find togetherness, happiness, serenity. I ain't barking mad, ma and dad, neither am I barking sad, but would you bar a king, or ba ba a RAM, especially a newborn lamb? I'm playin' is all, play yin and yang for a ball, for a Cinderella sole, for a sash of ash after the fire is cold. Know, I ain't barking mad - I'm mad for a lamb king though, not a lame king, not the kind that's all ear 'e-go again, making a black hole, not a black whole, not a Santa sack goal, but a Santa sack coal - no matter who die - to gamble with lives, to roll the die, to spin the chamber at the poor, for the poor know hearts are are real at least. No, I ain't no saint, but I can see t

If I saw you in heaven Would it be the same? If I saw you in heaven I must be strong And carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong Here in heaven Would you hold my hand? If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand? If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way Through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven Time can bring you down Time can bend your knees Time can break your heart Have you begging please Begging please Beyond the door

"Really can level hell?" Sasa looked at the page of the book I was reading. "For elemental magic there are 7 levels, base, middle, high, knight, king, sky, god then for hell and heaven levels it's usually for merging with black or white magic." Anton counted on his fingers. "That means 8 levels right?" I said, Anton immediately counted again. "The point is that the magic of hell and heaven has the highest level," Sasa "Ohh, so the higher the level the stronger huh?"

Disclaimers! Warning R+18... TYR POV __________ "There is no heaven and h*ll... This is only the work of one person and let's thank him because "the five of us" were given the opportunity to gain power but I am the god, the one and only." He said and sighed heavily with a creepy smile. And just a glimpse of Asher to me, all human being in this room slowly eating there flesh and sucking their bl*od, like Asher command them to do it so.