Sin And Salvation Novels & Stories

Then, what can I do to please Him? As if reading my mind, he said, “Romans chapter six verse twenty-three says; For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord. Therefore, only the righteous can make heaven and not a sinner. I am really happy that you came here willingly by the ministry of the holy spirit. You don't need to fear because you are in the right place. Jesus is faithful and just to stripe you off your sinful state and cloth you with everlasting life.”

the priest replied. The man, Conrad, sighed. His lips were heavy, laden with the imminent confession of a sin that he was ashamed of, a sin that he was guilty of. This sin tormented him, made him feel less of himself, filthy, dirty, and without salvation. But the word if God stood sure. That was his only saving grace. If he confessed his sins and forsook them, he would be forgiven. “I confess my sins every time I get the chance,” he began. “Still, every day, I go out and I am faced with these sins once again. I am tired.”

they’d whisper. And I’d forgive them—with my cock in their mouth or their thighs spread over the edge of the pew, legs shaking, breathless for mercy. One begged for a second round while clutching her rosary. Said her husband never made her cum. I told her I wasn’t her husband. She called it salvation. And I let her. They believed whatever I told them. Because I wore black. Because I stood at the pulpit. Because I held a Bible and wore a collar and spoke of Heaven while I dragged them into Hell.

He chuckled softly, clearly amused by my reaction. “Sin is like a brother to me,” he explained, leaning back slightly in his chair. “We grew up together. I know everything about him.” His gaze shifted toward me again. “And you…” he added, his tone more measured now, “you are special.” The word lingered. Soft yet strangely heavy. Am I special? Why? Sin… I frowned slightly, the name echoing in my mind. “Why do people call him that?” I asked slowly. “Sin…” Gregori studied me for a moment as if deciding something, weighing how much I should know.

There is no one more pious or more sinful because we only have two destinations -- godly or sinful, the saved and the lost. This is the reason why God sent His Son, Jesus, to take the punishment for our violation of God's commandments, that is death. When Jesus died on the cross, He also opened heaven for those who believe in Him." Ate Rosan took a deep breath. "So you should think about whether you want to continue idolatry when you already know that it is a sin." After the small sermon, I approached Ate Rosan to say goodbye. But Lyndon suddenly grabbed my wrist to stop me from what I was planning. I frowned at him.

“ Marie intently focused on Mrs. Grace’s Reyes discussion that she was not aware of the heavy rain that fell nearby since they were on the terrace away from others for a while. “Now, because of this we are bound to be punished just like a parent would do when their children disobey whatever their instructions are for them. Romans 6:23 says “For the wages of sins is death…What is this all about? We are surely going to hell but God sent Jesus Christ to pay for our sins. John 3;16 says …that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.” Soon, Marie accepted Jesus Christ as her personal Savior and reflect on all that she had lost in the previous months – their ATMs, mon

“You wanted me to come back?” A slow, dangerous calm slid over me, coiling with the fire I’d found at the bottom of that bath. “Fine. I’ll come back.” I curled my fingers into the thin blanket, feeling unfamiliar muscles tighten, a stranger’s heart thudding hard in my chest. “But this time, it will be different,” I promised. “I’m not going to be the weak one.” And somewhere deep inside, that vow settled like a seed. Awakening. Not for redemption. For sin. For revenge. I might really go to hell by the time I’m done.

"Are you ready, malyshka?" I nodded, taking in the double meaning of his words. I was ready to face life with him, to become his true Queen and the woman who had saved him from himself just as he had saved me from my torment and a life of running. He had given me the freedom I longed for- by his side- and more. He was my Savior. And I was his Salvation. Always and Forever... ***

I have to be strong and help Oliver. Once I will successfully save him and send him away from this devil, then I will go back to the devil and surrender myself to him. Maybe, I am fated to be a devil, maybe God hasn’t written a prince for my fairytale but a devil. I smiled bitterly, the thought of becoming a devil is heart-chilling but I am willing to do this because I know that, that devil loves me a lot and he would never harm me ever, and it feels like he is really my one and only.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A