Sinners Condemned Novels & Stories

*Snow POV* I pulled up my drawstring bag, looking at the notice board. Nikky, Tasha and Bella, The three witches' photos and full names were boldly pasted on it, along with the notice of their expulsion. I didn't mean to sound evil, but they got what they deserved: seducing coaches and blackmailing them, bullying people to join their stupid girl cult, and their circle of madness.

“Sin dumme-maranii. Maran dumme-Sinia.” All Sins are humans; all humans are Sins. The king’s curse made it impossible to detect a Sin’s existence. One cannot be born as a Sin and a Sin cannot give birth to a Sin. It cannot be controlled by anyone nor anything. Only fate will determine. The moment all Sins turned to ash, stories and theories about them spread like wild fire. Through the mist of misleading plots and opinions, only a few people truthfully know what really happed at that moment.

“By the name of Holy God, I wash you from the sins of rebellion and disobedience. May he accept your sincere Redemption. Madam, show your guilt to God.” Mielle almost forgot what she had to say, then she recalled and raised her head murmuring: “God forgive me for I have sinned” “What is your sin” “Rebellion.” “Do you trust your Master's judgment?” “I do trust my master’s judgment.” “Do you accept the proper punishment the enforcer is going to apply?” “I do.” “I must ask for a second validation, do you accept the proper punishment the enforcer is going to apply?” “Yes, I do accept the enforcer’s punishment.”

If Thomas had not shown up, the consequences would have been devastating, and who knows how many people would have been hurt? The Great Elder, Enzo, and the others had completely lost their conscience for the sake of money. These people were beyond saving! “Burn them to death, burn them to death!” For the first time, the sacred fire was used on the people who had not volunteered to stand on the burning platform. These people had committed heinous crimes, yet it was impossible for them to repent on their own. The best way for them to atone for their sins was to burn them with the sacred fire!

Clearly, Kimmel had secrets of his own and Kyle feared what the secret would be. " The sins of the Saunders are still numerous but just these individual sins are already so great that I cannot leave them without their due punishment - a kanareé will stand before you according to the gravity of your other sins." Sharlynn said and two kanareés stepped in front of the Saunders, signifying that their sins were great. " Now, the Toodys!" Veilah said excitedly, because she knew for a fact that all three families had committed great atrocities over the years she allowed them live. It was all part of her plan, to make them acquire so much sins that they would be unsaved.

Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. A Sinner's Redemption umitsaquarius. All Rights Reserved © 2021

“That’s… not appropriate.” “Is it a sin to notice beauty, Sister? God made you beautiful. Seems wasteful to hide it under all that black cloth.” Each session chipped away at her armor. Marcus was clever, articulate, and disarmingly honest about his past—violence born from a brutal childhood, choices that spiraled out of control. He didn’t ask for pity. He asked for understanding. And in return, he offered her something dangerous: undivided attention, raw masculinity, and words that lingered in her mind long after she returned to the quiet safety of the convent.

He wasn’t allowed to see me naked whenever he got an opportunity. “You were sleeping, I didn’t feel like waking you up so I took you here and got you in these…” He gestured to my nightwear, “By these…sinful hands,” I sighed heavily. At least he knew he was a sinful man. A night had changed everything about him in my eyes, from a gentleman to a pathetic man, it was a true journey of hatred.

"Son, I don't think referring to yourself as the devil is anything any Christian would want to do." I turned to face him, hating him already. Then reached out my hand for a handshake. "Father Reed, it's a pleasure to meet you." "And you're—?" Father Reed trailed off as he waited for my reply. "Damien Raeken." I clenched my fist, letting my gaze roam his appearance. "You did mention that God forgives all who sins. So…you mean, God would forgive every sinner who confesses their sins?" "Yes," he replied solemnly, but I wasn't sure that meant he agreed.

They said he brought women here when he was bored, that he did not like to be watched, and that none of those women walked out the front door afterward. Some claimed they were sent away before dawn. Others swore they were never seen again. The kinder version called him a thrill-seeker. The worse one called him something else entirely, a bloodthirsty maniac who treated people the same way he treated prey. Outside, Simon hesitated. I could not see his expression, but I could imagine it. Ethan had always been suspiscious and calculating. The idea of playing second to Ethan’s “fun”, must have bruised his pride.