Sin And Salvation Novels & Stories

"These lustful materials are pulling you away from God. It makes a believer think that he/she's unclean and it makes an unbeliever indulge in the pleasure of flesh until their time on earth is done, having no time to ready oneself to face God after death. And no, we can't save ourselves from the price of sin. Only Jesus can save us. Because he had already paid the consequence of sin (death) when he died on the cross and after he rose from the dead and ascend to heaven, he will come back again to this world to judge every living thing -- believer or not -- and cast the demons in the pit of hell. So while we are waiting for His return, we must be firm in the faith. Because the enemy of Jesus i

"The man you saved, the boy you baptized… he's dead. That life was a suit that never fit right. It was a performance that I was playing, for my parents, for Melissa, for the church, for God. I was dying inside." He took a step forward, his own belief confronting the Pastor's. "What I have now… it is not sin. It is a haven. It is the first thing in my life that has ever seemed truly holy. You instruct me to repent in order to save my children's souls. But if I did, what would I be teaching them? Is that love conditional? That God demands we live a lie? That honesty is a cost too high to pay for salvation?" He noticed the profound sorrow in the Pastor's eyes, the realization that his mission h

Although He is sinless, He became sinful by accepting all of our sins and paying for them with His blood as a death-based compensation for our sin” Nancy inspires by Holy Spirit goes deeper adding, "If we have trust in Jesus Christ, the sinless man, we shall no longer die in sin. Jesus Christ, who is the true God and true man, carried us and all our wickedness when He suffered, died, and was raised from the dead to rule in heaven and on earth. God is patiently enduring our shortcomings because He wants us all to be prepared to meet Jesus Christ at His second coming in glory. God wanted everyone, not just a select few, to be saved and come to know the truth of God.” Nancy likes to teaches her

You don't know any of this, do you? Penny stared in terror. Her lips were trembling, and she couldn't utter a single word. All those details she had once glossed over, the gaps she had covered up with her being too young to remember clearly, now became evidence that crushed her lies. The muscles in Leon's face twitched as he forced out a smile more painful than crying. The real savior was Veronica! What had he done in return? He used her kidney to save her enemy! And he let her mother die based on lies!

Tastes her sins and decides she’s his! His to discipline, to sanctify, to break beautifully at his altar. Bound by desire and unholy devotion, Grace descends into his world of punishment and worship, where her body becomes his temple and her pain, his prayer. Every Sunday, she kneels for penance. Every sin is another reason to be used. But salvation has a cost. And Father Lucien doesn’t preach mercy. He preaches ruin. Father Lucien Moreau’s P.O.V. ⸻ “If God was watching, He didn’t stop me.”

the congregation replied. “Today I am privileged to share a topic, men and brethren, titled The wages of sin is death. Repeat after church.” “The wages of sin are death.” The church responded calmly. "Yes, men and brethren, it is more than just the mortal end of the sinner, but something which I will show you as the sermon progresses.”

In the eyes of the church a sin was a sin, yet somehow I'd justified it as warranted. Adelaide Fitzgerald was different. For the first time, I wanted another man's wife. The desire consumed me. I knew that for me, hell was imminent. My list of sins was not limited to adultery. I fought against the chance of bringing Adelaide with me to the fiery pits...and then I justified my need. Instead of me dragging her to the depths of hell, I saw her as an angel, perhaps capable of granting me salvation on earth before my destiny commenced. Achieving my deliverance wasn't easy.

I prayed my baby would withstand whatever was coming. I apologized as I prayed to the Moon Goddess for her strength and protection. This pup deserved to live, and I was not above selling my soul to protect it. Before I could feel anything, I heard a roar and opened my eyes to see Matt sailing through air, leaping on the man about to attack me. He had arrived. He was here and he was protecting me. Everything would be alright. We were safe.

Perhaps our problem on this earth is that most people are waiting for someone to come to fix their societies, instead of doing it. The name of the writer is the godslayer: {evil}. He also ended his book with a paragraph in which he wrote: Am I the Evil, or am I the Good, who freed the world from the prison of the word of God that prevents them from relying on themselves? Am I the "Savior" or am I salvation itself, when the scales change the search for strength It's What makes you count and what makes you one of the scales of the balance ,when you reach absolute power, the absolute truth appears before you, only time judges us to perish.

The scientist nodded emphatically. "Yes! I had to do something to keep us from going extinct!" Herbert pushed his glasses back up on his nose. "I have never been a very good wolf, but I thought I could help my species out this way." Jackson made an understanding noise in his throat. Herbert was possibly the most bottom-of-the-rung, omega wolf he could have imagined. Jackson felt a bit of sympathy for him; he was the lowest of a wolf pack, but he had still wanted to help his people. It was misguided, but Herbert had only wanted to help.