Sinners Condemned Novels & Stories

You will be spared." Then came his redeeming words and I let out a relieved breath. “But you stay in the tower! Sin shall never again invade the kingdom of heaven! You will linger on the fourth level of the tower. This is your punishment for your sins! ”I looked at him a little shocked, but then nodded humbly. I couldn't do anything else either. If I refused, then God's punishment would hit me as well as the other sinners. That's how I would eke out my existence there. I was brought to the fourth level of the tower by God himself. The fourth level was somewhat hidden and only a small door led into the large rooms. As I walked through the door, I turned to him again and looked deeply hurt in

As a last resort, Asmo invoked the golden rule, compelling them to adhere to the principle of treating others as they would wish to be treated. In an unexpected turn of events, he hypnotized them and commanded that they eliminate anyone among them who had viewed pornography. The situation took a darkly ironic twist as they ended up turning on each other, resulting in their mutual destruction. The incident served as a stark reminder of the hypocrisy of those who pass judgment without mercy, forgetting that they too will be judged by the same measure. It was a sobering reflection on the folly of sinners casting judgment upon their fellow brethren.

he said in a low, dangerous voice, “then we are completely fucked.” The altar in the center of the chamber pulsed brighter. New words burned themselves into the stone floor in glowing crimson letters, forming the first demand: “First Offering: The Altar of Seed. Produce your lust upon the altar. Cum. Squirt. Offer your pleasure. Only then will the next door open.” The voice returned, calm and merciless, as if it had been waiting for their denial. “Refuse… and suffer the consequences.” Tyler snapped again. “Fuck you!” he shouted at the ceiling. “I’m not jerking off on some demonic rock for your entertainment!”

“You’re really choosing him? After everything he’s done to our family? You’re letting him fuck you while Mom is crying at home because of those leaked photos?” Sera’s eyes filled with tears. I could feel her body tensing beneath me, but she didn’t push me away. Instead, her hips started moving to meet my thrusts. “I’m sorry,” she called out, her voice breaking as I fucked her deeper. “I’m so sorry. But I need more time.” Marcus cursed loudly. “Time? He’s using you, Sera. Wake up! I’m giving you until morning. If you’re not out by then, I’m calling the police.”

I yelped, trying to pull free, but he dragged me downstairs to the living room. The others followed like a funeral procession. The air felt suffocating, the polished wood and velvet walls closing in. They sat like judges. My parents were on one couch, Kyle’s on the other, while the church leaders in high-backed chairs. I was shoved to the center, alone, trembling, every eye was on me. I didn't dare look up. Bishop Callahan’s voice filled the silence. “Your... behavior with Kyle Gates has brought disgrace to the church. To both your families. This scandal spreads by the hour. It cannot continue.”

“Oh so you two dumb bitches do know what you did wrong? That’s amazing” “Please…..please the person made us do it. We didn’t even want to” Teddy pleaded. Of course they were sent by someone. That information was clear enough to me already. “Thought so,” I murmur, tapping the bat gently against the floor. “Someone higher up gave the order, right? And now you’re too scared to name them.” I lean closer, crouching until I’m eye-level with Bree and Teddy. “Let me explain how this works, sweetheart. You two ruined the wrong girl’s life. She’s under my radar and that means you.” I gently poked them with the bat, “Both fucked up”

I'll care for them as if they were my own pups…" she sobbed. Mae thought she could cry her way out again, that he would soften like before. Little did she know that her tears only made him sick. "They're my pups, and you'll never have the chance to look after them again!" he said coldly, looking at Mae as if he were looking at a corpse. "I must have been blind to fall for someone as vicious as you! I'll bring Soleil back. As for you… You'll atone for your sins!"

"I am truly sorry for what he did to your mother. I am sorry for the life you were denied. He was a cruel man in ways I am only just beginning to understand. But Margaret, none of that justifies what you’ve done. My father’s sins don't give you the right to murder innocent people." "Innocent?" she screamed, the word ripping from her throat. She tried to lunge forward, the handcuffs clattering violently against the metal bed frame. "Nobody in that house is innocent! You all lived off the blood of people like my mother! You think your 'sorry' fixes it? It doesn't bring her back! It doesn't fix twenty-eight years of being a nobody in my own father’s house!"

He had that cocky stare but when he looked at me, he had a guilty stare that made him look away. “I'm so…s…ss…sorry, p…please, forgive…me.” The man before him trembled as he pleads and bite his thumb, chewing it as he vibrated with every move. He continued the act continuously five more times and turned to stare at Draven with a pleading eyes. “Your thumb isn't off!” He said coldly and he cried. “Please., please spare me whoever you are, I'm begging.” “Cut the the thumb off, waste another second, your middle finger goes next!” Draven ordered and he shook in dread, leading his thumb to his mouth and giving a hard but that made his bone cracked and blood sputtered.

they confessed, their voice filled with a sense of genuine remorse. Liam's expression softened, his voice carrying a mix of caution and compassion. "Redemption is a journey that requires immense dedication and true transformation. If you are sincere in your desire to make amends, we will consider assisting you, but the road to redemption will not be easy," he cautioned, his voice filled with a mix of skepticism and a glimmer of hope.