Pll: Original Sin A Novels & Stories

“Do not worry as I have a tight hold unto my twin. But do whatever you wanted and what you think is the best. I’ll let you have your way, for all along it is necessary for HIS revival.” Blinded by the words and hope to revive the Supreme one, Yin only delivers that very fact halfway as He is also brewing an experiment to understand what love and goodness mean, which is the only ability that the Supreme one did not give to him. Their both will to see HIM once more and reshape the world HE created is slowly taking the form of the seven primordial sins. “Well then just wait and see, I’ll present it all in top shape in front of you.” Walking away with confidence, as Cello is left into the core w

She walked behind a podium, there was a book kept open. "Read this ". I began to read what was in the book. It was about Heart of Gold . After I was done I asked what this was . "I have been doing research on this for a long time. In our world there were very few who were born with this cosmic myth. If a supernatural creature is born during the time of a certain cosmic pattern during a full moon night . They are born with certain powers. They have powers of healing of ancient healers. Their blood can give new lives and sacrifice their heart can give a new life to the dead or a powerful supernatural creature can gain more power".

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.”

“Oh. My. God” “Shit!” he says at the same time, why? is it some kind of penance I have to pay? Why does the universe insist on taking it out on me? Why can't things be perfect? Life is cruel and it hates me. “Ahemm” I hear someone clearing his throat “Good afternoon Miss Swan, it's a delight to see you again, the world is a very small place. I am Vitto Parisi, your new business partner,” says the older man kindly.