Sin Vs Virtue Novels & Stories

Hi, this is the first chapter of the second book of Sinful. Enjoy. SEWA’s POV Stepping out of the airplane, there was no mistake that I was back home. I didn't need to be told by any one; the soft wind that welcomed me, told me that much. I adjusted my small shoulder purse that had it's strap digging into my tits, dividing them and making each tit look bigger than they actually were. I hated it when that happens, but I was too excited to care.

he said to her, peering at her with a vulnerable look on his face. “And who knows how far he could go to satisfy those wicked intentions of his. It may include hurting your life, your dignity and….” he paused to exhale a heavy breath. “Maybe harming your virtue so that he could…” “For once I could accept that he can harm my life but I can never believe that he would harm the virtue of his love for his wife by trying to sin with my body,” she opened her mouth finally and this time, Nina didn't defend him but she chose to shield the love he felt for his deceased wife because she could believe everything but not this that he could taint the purity of his love for his wife by tormenting another

“I want to be his wife, tonight and until forever.” The priest nodded. “Good answers. As the word of God tells us, a virtuous woman is worth more than rubies. The heart of the husband does safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need for spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. Are you this woman for Emiliano.” Before I could answer, Em spoke up. “Father, I assume your next question will be about my virtue. I assume you will ask me if I am a virgin, if I’ve committed any sins…”

But next to his reflection, he saw the shadow of Angeline. She was the "weakness" he hadn't seen coming. She was the "motivation" that was already starting to rewrite his priorities. He realized then that the "Sinful Virtues" weren't just the rules they lived by. They were the traits that would either bind them together or destroy both their empires. Angeline wasn't just his wife; she was a mirror held up to his own soul. And for the first time, Roman Moretti didn't like what he saw.

WARNING: The chapter that you're about to read contains content that you may find unpleasant or troubling. Please read with care. Haughty eyes and a proud heart—the unplowed field of the wicked—produce sin. Hubris― He could still remember how his father once taught him about the cardinal sins and how humanity struggled—and fell. His father taught him of sacrificing one’s self and serving a purpose, of redemption and salvation. As his father had said before, redemption is only the first step to salvation and that this is the process of renewing and freeing people from their servitude to sin by acquiring back their liberty from it at a cost.

I said with a poker face. “Seven years? And you did not do it? My goodness, Yen, is he really a man?” I looked away for a while. I couldn’t hold the gaze that made my heart jump out of my ribs. “We both grew up believing that sex should only be for couples within the bond of marriage. And doing it is a sin as what the Bible says.” “We are already in the new era where the millennials are doing it.” “I know, but it doesn’t exempt them from calling it a sin. If only young people follow that rule, there shouldn’t have been unnecessary miseries for having unwanted children and all the emotional struggles that come with it.”

I said and they almost cheered. "Boss? why Sin? which power is sin?" one of them asked. "Of course, it's us you fool. Land of Mercy, Milan. Sin, Rome" Theon answered and they all smirked, a certain vibe filled the air stunning me 'I hope they are not planning to fuck out all the brains of our females?' Theon looked at me and smirked too as if knowing what I was thinking. "Now, let's discuss how we will attack," I said with the hope that everything would die down but I did not. Even though they are all paying attention to me but it seems like the Sin atmosphere has come to stay. "The land of mercy will attack the first head leader base this night and wipe them out silently but we will make it

I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?

Dante said quietly. “It was Sophia.” “That doesn’t eliminate risk.” I turned to face him. “She was worried about me.” “And now someone knows she still has access to you.” His tone wasn’t angry. It was controlled. “She doesn’t ‘have access’ to me,” I snapped. “She’s my best friend.” “And that makes her leverage, they might get to you through her.” The word hit hard. “She’s not leverage,” I said firmly. “She’s innocent.” He sat up slowly. “Innocence doesn’t protect people.”

I stepped closer, my presence heavy, the air between my child and I charged. “Affection is weakness. Don’t mistake it for leverage.” “She makes me feel…” Ruby stopped, unsure of her own words. “Human.” That word twisted something sharp in my chest. I thought of Roana — her laughter, her endless patience, the way she used to tell me that power meant nothing if it couldn’t protect love. She made me feel human. But she was also my biggest weakness. I was no fool. I knew that much. “Humanity is a luxury for the powerless,” he said finally. “You were not raised to feel. You were raised to lead.”