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NO SAINTS HERE (Lustful chapters)

NO SAINTS HERE (Lustful chapters)

THE END (only for now) *** [Author's note We did it. ✨ No Saints Here (Lustful Chapters) is officially complete, a whole journey, and every bit of it shared with you. I just want to say thank you. Truly. To every reader who stayed, who loved each chapter, who spent their time and hard-earned money turning every page, I am deeply grateful. Your support means everything to me, and this book wouldn’t have come this far without you. But this isn’t the end… not even close.
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Spark

Spark

Seun replied staring into the man's eyes. Vicoliz got a bit uncomfortable "What brought you here dad?" he asked "Well, I got bad news" Kema started "The Psalmist hand, the 7th universal element, Sarraphina just got the location. And she wants me to bring it for her" he added "What's the psalmist hand?" Jackson asked the question on almost everyone's mind. "The psalmist hand. The perfection of the body all in one. The 7th element after the Anti life equation." Seun, the one always with the answers replied.
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Bury A Saint

Bury A Saint

She forced her gaze away, begging not to see. The blurred pain was almost a sick reward, a medal men twice my age wouldn't be able to carry. I looked back to my father, who was grinning slyly, chuckling as he clapped with everyone else. I blinked down at my hand, letting a small smirk appear. I am Lorenzo Romano, and I am the fucking devil.
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A Saint I Cannot Keep

A Saint I Cannot Keep

I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?" "Of course not!" she shot back without hesitation. I laughed bitterly. "So, Julian's special to you then. You never got over him these past five years, right?" Winona shouted, "I already told you it was only to make sure he didn't leave this world with regrets. Why are you being so petty about this? Besides, I showed up to the wedding on time today, didn't I? What more do you want from me?"
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The Last Saint

The Last Saint

*** Chester stood on the shore of an island, it was an enormous island of about seven kilometers length and five kilometers breadth. It seemed to him like it was dome-shaped with an opeque glass one could not see through. He made one step towards the glass then he heard lightning sound and flash of red and white lightening strike at once. "The last saint is at the shore, he has arrived to challenge our developments," he heard an announcement coming from the dome-shaped glass just after the lightning has struck. Instantly the atmosphere which had been gay turned cloudy and dark, rumbling continued to be heard from a distance and flashing of lightning continued.
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Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit

Sold To The Possessive Billionaire In A Suit

I sigh and shut my eyes, slowly putting my arms around his neck. “Feel better?” I drop my eyes. His thumb stops a tear from falling. “Look at me, Soph. I wanna talk to you.” I oblige him, enduring the heat spreading through me as he strokes my back. I feel the heat in my middle, too, threatening to push a reaction out of me. One I don’t want. “You asked about the scripture tattoo… Verse fourteen of the one-thirty-ninth Psalm. Wanna know what it says?” I blink and sniffle before giving him a nod.
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The Captive

The Captive

Hopefully my actual savior comes for me. *********** Psalms 55:12-14 - "For it is not an enemy who reproaches me; then I could bear it. Nor is it one who hates me who has exalted himself against me; Then I could hide from him. But it was you, a man my equal, my companion and my acquaintance. We took sweet counsel together, and walked to the house of God in the throng."
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Lesson for My Saint of a Sister

Lesson for My Saint of a Sister

After our family went bankrupt under millions of dollars of debt, I risked my life to protect my little sister from the ruthless loan sharks. She, however, floated above the squalor—a saint who treated money like filth. I was beaten half to death trying to guard the last thousands of our savings. Once the money was secured, she handed every last dime to a pitiful distant uncle. I saved us from the goons with a smashed glass bottle, shielding her all the way to the police station. Instead of thanking me, she called me barbaric, insisting I should have sat them down for a civilized conversation. I toiled for months pulling three grueling shifts a day to settle our father’s debts, while she lou
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Love Me Harder

Love Me Harder

What does he mean? "What do you mean by that?" "We are under control by Deus. We can't speak unnecessary things, because Deus has many ears. Maybe even if we are talking about this, he knows...he's very dangerous SaㅡReian." Psalm warns. "Even Saint? Is he under controlled by Deus too?" Psalm shook his head at what I said. "He is the only person who can defeat Deus. That is why Deus is keeping Saint by his side all the time." Keeping Saint by his side? So that means, Saint is God's ally?
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I-SHIRLEY

I-SHIRLEY

He placed his palms flat on the smooth, cool wood of the tabula and with a high, nasal voice intoned: "Aperi, Domine, os meum ad benedicendum nomen sanctum tuum." The monks prayed and chanted in their two ranks, calling and responding, their voices melding and sonorously filling the Sanctuary. How many thousands of times had Josephus given voice to these prayers? Yet today he felt a particular need to call out to Christ for his mercy and forgiveness, and tears formed when he called out the last line of Psalmus 148.
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