Pulp Fiction Scripture Novels & Stories

I took a breath, trying to calm the tremor in my hands. The choir finished their hymn, the congregation waited and then the pulpit light came on. It was time. I stepped forward, opened my Bible, and began. “Good morning, brothers and sisters.” My voice echoed softly. “Today’s teaching is from the book of First Corinthians, chapter six, verses eighteen to twenty.” I paused, letting the familiar sound of the pages turning settle the air. “‘Flee from sexual immorality. All other sins a person commits are outside the body, but whoever sins sexually sins against their own body. Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you… You are not your own.’”

Pallor stared at it cross-eyed. “Um. Back, demon horse thing.” I waved the Bible around, then misted the air with holy water. Pallor licked his lips, eying the flapping pages. I sighed. “You'd think the Vatican could issue how-tos on exorcisms.” My fears of being trampled eased when Pallor began to plead. He kissed his lips, begging. “What?” I asked. He stared at the Bible. I knitted my brows.

He was wrong. We were monsters. The whole lot of us in the mafia. The viciousness of our world had tarnished any trace of innocence we had in us, and the little that might've remained was completely wiped out by us being forced to carry out the very evil that defined our world. My finger wavered before the trigger of the glock I held to Mercutio's head, my jaw clenched tightly in anger. 'Gnev ubivaet vsyo luchshee v tebe,' my late mam's voice flitted through my mind. 'Anger doesn't burn the least in you. It burns the best.' I removed the pistol from Mercutio's forehead and tucked it into its holster. His frightened eyes watched my every movement raptly, skittering when I started to slowly ci

Thorns sinking into marked flesh like venomous teeth, the man pushed his crown deeper as red fluid leaked through the fresh marks, trickling down the side of a hairless chin. He was naked again. Like he was. Like he'd always been. Like he'd always be. The small book of scriptures, lay in front of him, as always. The worn out edges of the old Bible touching his bare knees. The stained pages showing powerful spiritual words which were going faint from age.

"Well,there's Ephesians chapter four verse thirty one and two. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you" "Is that it? That's the only scripture that I have to read?" Jennifer asked "Well,no not really because there's also Proverbs chapter sixteen verse thirty two,Proverbs chapter fourteen verse twenty nine,James chapter four verse eleven and twelve,Proverbs chapter nineteen verse eleven and many more" "And what if I forget all of the scriptures that you just said?" Jennifer asked "You won't if you meditate

There was no bloodstain anywhere, and he didn’t seem surprised for a second. “Ava will never believe this,” he whispered to himself before opening his Holy Bible. When he beheld chapter 13:1-2 in the book of Romans, he looked around the sitting room one more time before he began to read and meditate on the verses. Ubari had run out of the house in fright the moment the rumbling inside the ‘special bathroom’ began. While beholding the strange spectacle, she thought she was high, but soon realised that it’d been seventy-two hours since a roll of marijuana touched her lips.

"Then he quoted Exodus 22:18. You shall not permit a sorceress to live." "Interesting." Fiona frowned. "That's some pretty outdated verbiage he used. And he knew you guys were onboard helping us. Anything else?" "He spoke a word in another language I didn't understand. Something about the brethren of whatever raining fire to smite sinners."

Rudolf adds. Rhoda is constantly reminded by God's Word, which gives her wisdom and strength to pray unceasingly that the gangsters don't forbid her to do, and she believes that everything happens as a result, including miracles, as she reads" 1 Chronicle 16:11-12: 'Seek the Lord and His Strength, seek His presence constantly.' "It is said here,”

I saw the hat by his side and the twelve legged creature laying by the cross. "Meet your assassin!" Gefion grinned happily. Light Fades. -Sacramentum Et Misariae -Mystery And Misery Song Of Choice : Nil Word Count : 1.36k Ask Your Questions :

“I’d like us to turn to 1 John chapter 2 verses 15 to 16. Sister Grace, would you do us the honour of reading it aloud?” Me? My stomach dropped. I was in no way shy, and I read scriptures often, but it felt so wrong for me to read while my pussy was wet. I grabbed my bible and flipped through the pages with ease, “Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them. For everything in the world, the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, comes not from the Father, but from the world.”