Satan Is The Author Of Confusion Novels & Stories

I've encountered this demon. Satan. I'm sweating profusely, my heart is pounding, I'm furious. I hate him so much. He comes out of the shower and walks towards me. - Can you untie me? - No, - No? - Yes, you'll stay like this all night. - You are disgusting, selfish, and... - Damn it, Sibelle, - Damn you, sir, damn you, damn you. - I see you have energy to spare, my dear....

Instead of me having to suffer for my sins, He substituted himself, took all the pains, and received all the bruises and strife which should be for me. That was my weapon when Satan tempted me." Rhoda narrates as she sighs and takes a deep breath. Robert asks, "What's next, Mommy? Is Satan really ugly?" Rhoda responds, "No, sweetie pie. He was hiding in the dark and I couldn't see his face. But as far as my mind sees him, satan appears as a giant dragon spitting fires out of his big mouth." Rhoda describes.

can cloud a Saint and make him a satan Or enlighten a Satan and make a Saint out of him… All Hearts !!

Michael states. I nod, “Yes, it has to be. Clotho said that the Creator was eliminating other pantheons.” Rafael puffs out a breath, “Yes, as I said, he was executing those who dared defy his rule, which matches what the scripture says. However, what does it mean the one can only be one, and the other be other?” Lana looks back at her discovery, “One thing that confuses me is these symbols that I keep seeing here. Have any of you ever seen them?”

Samael stated. "Why? Can't you do it yourself?" I questioned, my eyes lowering again. I was just reading an interesting page about how Satan killed his first ever demon. Satan was only a little boy when he whipped twenty- "Write down that you are safe and sound." Samael interrupted me, walking closer. "No. Why?" I responded simply. "Just write it down." I heard the frustration in his voice.

He caged me in and spoke above my lips. "Confess." He licked the seam of my mouth, his fingers diving between my legs, spreading the wetness around. "My slut is always so wet for daddy, isn't she?" I moaned as he dipped a finger inside my entrance. "Sorry daddy, I haven't sinned, but I do have a confession to make." He was rubbing his pant clad erection against me. A new flood of heat dripped down from between my legs. "I c-can't confess if you d-do that." I let loose a loud moan when he grinded against my clit.

I sighed with frustration. “Don’t worry,” he cheered me up sounding like my very-own writing angel, “Right now, he is like a perfect assassin. He changes his way of killing, covers up some of his works. He’s like a chameleon… Now you have found his motive and the novel will write by itself. It might be a good story.”

Author Pov Catelin walked back and forth in her room in anxiety. There was no news of Lucifer. She was dreading the possibility of him doing something extreme in his anger. She was afraid of her only fear coming true. Her fear of him losing the last string of his sanity. What if he ended up giving up on his last sane string and ending up losing his sanity completely? Catelin closed her eyes clutching her chest as another wave of fear hit her heart. She flinched in terror when her phone started ringing. She cursed under her breath at how afraid she was and picked the call up.

Guilt gnawed at him as he replayed the moment in his mind, grappling with the realization of his vulnerability in the face of temptation. As he reached the sanctuary of the church, Henry sank to his knees before the altar, seeking solace in prayer. But even in the sacred stillness of the holy place, he found no refuge from the turmoil raging within him. His heart weighed heavy with remorse and confusion, torn between his duty as a priest and the forbidden desires that now threatened to consume him.

Satan will really approach me on my birthday? I am trying to be strong, but can I defeat him all by myself? If he comes suddenly in front of me and forces me to go to his world, then can I save myself? He is much stronger than me. He is 3000 years old. He will be more powerful than me. I sighed while looking at myself through the mirror. Aurora, what's wrong with you if Satan is evil and then Selene’s mother is an angel? Never can a devil win against an angel