Masked Sins Novels & Stories

She wiped my tears and gave me a tender smile, “I have seen the way he looks at you, I know he’s into you… trust me, you can revenge on him by making him believe that you can fall in love with him too,” "B...But, I can't... I can't love a man who kills, rapes, sins without acknowledging, I can't ever love him," I hiccupped again, my chest blocked with anxiety. If he could kill anyone, he would kill me too, as easily as blowing the dust away from the tip of his fingers.

I grabbed him by the lapels of his tailored suit jacket, my knuckles turning white, jacking him forward with every ounce of strength left in my trembling body. ‘’Confirm it!’’ I screamed, my voice coming out cracked, wrecked, and entirely unhinged. ‘’Confirm your fucking name right now!’’ He didn't flinch. He didn't even push my hands away. Instead, a subtle, arrogant smirk slowly spread across his lips—a smirk that shattered the very last piece of my soul into dust. ‘’Kade Mireno.’’ he murmured smoothly, his deep rasp cutting straight through my chest like a serrated blade.

Seven spoke with a calmness that Milkos had never experienced, he paused his Fishhook to make sure that those words actually came out of his friend's mouth. Seven stared at the masked man, with the intent to see through the mask. “I have seen eyes like yours before.” The masked man moved closer to Seven, invading his personal space. “Eyes that were once innocent and pure, of all hope and love, but were later broken, shattered to bits, like sandy shards of glass. Then, the soul, instead of healing, retreats and sustains itself by not functioning at all. Picking up new survival patterns – like gazing into the face of danger without cowering at death.”

The mass was already starting when we arrived but thank you because we were still able to catch up. And as we listened, I couldn’t help but turn to my left. He was sitting there and he was focused on the mass. Lord, is this the one for me? If your answer is yes, I will not refuse. "Stop looking at me like that I know, I'm handsome" Its weak voice caused me to look back to the front. "N-no!" I whispered. He just smiled foolishly and immediately returned the focus to the mass, I didn't even look because I might blame him for being naughty. I don't want to add my sin again because of my mind.

<★★★★ BLOODY SINNER'S★★★★> As Lucifer finished recounting the details to Mikhail, the weight of the revelations hung heavily in the air. Mikhail had been pacing the room, his fists clenched, his mind racing with the implications of what they had just uncovered. The Shadows had orchestrated so much pain and suffering, not only for him and Lucifer but for everyone connected to them. The thought that they might have been behind the deaths of his parents, framing April's father to cover their tracks, gnawed at him relentlessly.

I slightly trailed off in my words, and she scoffed. "Eat him and run, get his money, get his dick to ruin your pussy, and run so he would be forever enchanted and not look for you. You said you wanted his trust, why don’t you just join my team of dis-virgined bitches and stop being the good girl so your next victim would give you some sort of accolade? Men are assholes, they are remnants from hell who were given the chance to be amidst beautiful women. They are brainless and controlled by the devil… that asshole ex of mine blamed it on the devil. None of them are trustworthy. You just have to slap one in the face before they hit you back in a place that hurts most. Example: Klaus, the cute

“And for your betrayal, you will be whipped with silver. Fifteen lashes. May your scars remind you of your sins.” The masked man raises his hand. And I close my eyes. Because I can’t watch. But I hear it. The first crack of the whip. The second. And the scream that follows. It doesn’t sound like Sophie. It sounds a lot like me.

Samael stood with his back turned on me “You did something to me didn’t you?” “I did no such thing” “Liar!” I yelled “I believe you know when someone is lying, am I lying?” he smiled “No. If you did nothing to me then what’s wrong with me?” “Tell me Mazikeen, why are you losing your Grace?” “What are you talking about? How can I lose my Grace when I haven’t committed any sin?” “True you haven’t committed any sin but the mortals you torture; their anguish, their pain and their regret where do you think it all goes?”

Maddox knows how much he’s hurt me by keeping me from the kids so why is more of this cruelty necessary? Placing my arms back over my quivering and bare body, I spin back around to meet the guard, but he greets me with the picture of my back instead. From my neck to my lower back I can see the words, ‘King M’s Slut’ carved in deep into my skin, the scabs formed from the blood loss making it out so very perfectly. W-why… What I drop down on the floor, landing with a hard thud against my back and ass, bringing my hands up to my face to hide the tears and embarrassment welling up inside me.

I said with a poker face. “Seven years? And you did not do it? My goodness, Yen, is he really a man?” I looked away for a while. I couldn’t hold the gaze that made my heart jump out of my ribs. “We both grew up believing that sex should only be for couples within the bond of marriage. And doing it is a sin as what the Bible says.” “We are already in the new era where the millennials are doing it.” “I know, but it doesn’t exempt them from calling it a sin. If only young people follow that rule, there shouldn’t have been unnecessary miseries for having unwanted children and all the emotional struggles that come with it.”