Miraculous Sin Novels & Stories

It was pitch dark but the fireflies helped a lot and of course, my unique powers helped with my sight. After a little walk into the centre of where the noises came from, relief flooded through me as I saw Vladimir and Theodore, exchanging words and punches but what drove me mad to the edge was the sight of my mate being tied to the tree and Vladimir can't even go to save her! Despite fighting he looked extremely weak and Evelyn was there, writhing crying, and begging for anyone to save her. I walked towards the scene and Lucian's voice stopped me. “You'll only get weak if you dare approach them, that Psychopath is using some dark powers to surround themselves. Look around very well and you'l

I only stopped when I finally stopped smelling medicine in the air and bought a bottle of water from a vending machine, gulping down most of it. Even as I came to my senses, I heard the boy in my belly talking to me. [Mommy! Help! She's killing me… She's eating everything, leaving me with nothing!] Hearing that voice, I was finally sure that this wasn't a dream. It was real, and I had reincarnated. - In my last life, I was married to Zach Spencer for five years but we never had children until he told me about Tina. She was his childhood friend and a gynecologist, and she had a miraculous treatment that could induce pregnancy right away.

Immediately, the cloth began to glow with a faint purple light. "Interesting," she murmured, holding it up to the window. "What does that mean?" "There's magical residue in your blood. Something I've never seen before." She tucked the cloth into her bag and pulled out a thick leather journal. "The signature is ancient, powerful. Divine, even." "Divine?" My voice came out as a croak. "Magic that comes from the gods themselves, rather than mortal practitioners." Mira flipped through pages covered in careful notes and detailed diagrams. "I've only seen traces of it in very old texts. It's incredibly rare."

Arc I – The Possession Begins Chapter 3: Experiments in Madness Mira had always considered herself a woman of science—at least the kind of science that involved late-night online theories, anime logic, and overanalyzing fictional relationships. Now, apparently, she was also a pioneer in the field of soul physics. Step one: establish the parameters of the curse. Step two: avoid dying again. Step three: maybe, possibly, definitely not fall in love with the Duke. Easier said than done.

With so much curiosity and uncertainty in my brown eyes, I assess them and every slight movements they make. While watching them, I realize they all have one thing in common, and that is beauty. Beauty that has never been seen by humankind. I guess Jacqueline still stands correct when she said: "Why do you think the most beautiful people have the most wicked hearts?" Asides from this, there's another physical trait that ties them together; they are all tall with perfect bodies, and symmetrical faces. The same way Sin appears in the mere human eye. But one of the seven looks a little different from the rest. He is slightly robust. From his appearance, I have a strong feeling that he is Glutto

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?”

“Your help is greatly appreciated. Certainly, there are those who will be very grateful to have an ointment that alleviates the pain of their conditions. If you are kind enough to accompany me ... " "Of course, we must continue to pray for the absolution of their souls" Sister Miranda said as she walked. "Because, as you know, disease is a physical manifestation of sin." "Yes, sister, of course," Herwin nodded, and then, glancing over his shoulder, gave Viktor a theatrical wink. On the other hand, Viktor simply rolled his eyes; the tug of war of these two was very obvious and he cursed himself for not noticing earlier. Personally, Viktor felt a bit awkward when they started flirting.

I'm hardly concentrating on what is going on as I sit beside him. "You're related to Sinful," I whisper lowly as Micah fills another glass. "And you never told me." Asher stiffens, his hand tightening on mine. "I haven't told you a lot." Micah loudly fills the cups with ice. "You better start," I growl through gritted teeth. Asher is like Micah and Sinful. If Micah's information is correct, that means he is been created by the Moon, and is one of those Sins or Virtues. It's hardly something I can comprehend in my mind.