Sinners Consumed Novels & Stories

they replied in unison, both turning to look at me at once. “Who?“ I inquired, although I suspected the answer. “The Lord of the sins,” they replied with a look of reverence and dread in their eyes. My heart trembled at their response, and I opened my mouth in awe. The Lord of the sins? I had expected them to call him “The Lord” or “Lord Draven”. I took that to heart, asking in a defensive tone and stance. “Why did you call him that?“ Their eyes darted as if they were terrified. “Because that's what he is. People say his very existence is a sin, and that was affirmed when he slaughtered hundreds of soldiers and let us live.“

The things I'd do to fuck that. The sound of slow clapping made both of us freeze. "Well, Well, Well. My brother fucking our innocent little stepsister? Shocker."

"They drugged our foods didn't they?" "They did and if you had gone any farther than that door, you would have seen the Red doors that they kept sinners locked in and also where they murder them." "Jesus Christ!" Jamie cried out. "Are you saying that my friends are locked up there and awaiting death?" "Yes...please go." He pleaded. "And what do you mean by 'Sinners' you keep calling us that." "There are laws in Sincity and if you don't abide by them, you are a sinner and the penalty is death."

She sighed and observed them. 'Where are you guys? We are coming.' I heard Vanessa in my mind. They can't just walk here! 'The 12 sinners are here, be careful. Some of them can see you even if they are not looking, keep hiding. We are inside the abandoned building, and we are now witnessing them glow.' 'Copy that.' Steel said. "They are coming here," I said to Ivory. She looked at me and smiled a bit. I can't help but to smile too, I rarely see her doing that and it was so nice to witness.

— Gardner: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 88 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of nine people — Madeleine: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 82 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of four people — Trevisham: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 83 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of five people — Weston: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 85 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of six people — Ajay: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 81 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of three people — Kanasan: Cannibal Member Sin Value: 80 Crime: infanticide, trafficking of human organs, murder of two people — Belina: Cannibal Member Sin

The Lord doesn't accept the prayers of a sinner,” Roman whispered. "I'm not a sinner,” Sophia managed to hug her knees. “I’m not a sinner," "You were born a sinner, Sophia,” Alecia said again. “Chase told that to you. He did! Your parents were sinners! The man who kills for you is a sinner! The world you were born into is that of sinners! Everyone around you are sinners! That makes you a sinner!" "Please stop it,” Sophia covered her ears and placed her forehead on her knees. “I’m not a sinner. It doesn't mean I'm a sinner,"

Allistair took a deep, steadying breath, feeling the weight of the task ahead settle across his shoulders like a living thing. “Caius, Lust, Greed, Sloth. Surround us,” he said, his voice low but firm. The four Sins moved instinctively, forming a circle around him and Lucifer, their bodies poised to shield, steady, and anchor the magic about to be unleashed and to link their bond with each other.

I was not yet ready to tell about the archangel who was aware of all my steps throughout history. "Do you think I'm strong enough?” "Not alone if the power of the book is that great.” "What if four sins were together? "I asked, and raised my fingers as I enumerated. "Ganance, pride, lust and gluttony. Together, would we be able to do it?”

"Come down, sweetheart. Grandma made pigeon soup—your favorite." In the quiet room, a speaker clicked on. A low, sorrowful voice filled the air. "We are all sinners. Each of us bears a different sin…" "And I decide who deserves peace… And who must sleep forever."

“I don’t have time for your sob story now. Shoot me now because this is the only chance you’ll get to do it. If you won’t, fuck out of here with your righteousness or accept me for who I am. The Grand Sinner. I rule Sin city now. I won’t tolerate shit, even if it comes from my brother.” “I’m not a murderer like you. But starting today, we cease to be brothers.” Vanya offered him a sad smile, bending to pick up a suitcase. “Things could have been different for us, Alek. They should have.” For fuck’s sake. This again? Maksim was tired of petting this guy. They were Sinners, and it was normal for them to sin. Papa had done worse, killed more, even. He pointed at the door. “Out. Leave.”