Sinners Consumed Novels & Stories

They jerk away from each other with bugging eyes, feeling embarrassed for being caught. Ella quickly eased her pants up, followed by her dinner gown, and the boys did the same. "Your husband asked for your presence." I made sure, looking at them with disgust before storming out. "Snow!!" I heard her screaming my name; I didn't bother to entertain her calling. Besides, who am I for her to explain this situation to? I'm also engaging in a sinful relationship, and the only thing I expect from her is to know where and when to do stuff like that.

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.”

Book 2: Unraveled, 7 Deadly Sins: Gluttony Montana I hate Las Vegas, and I hate girls’ trips. How stupid must I be? “Let’s fly to Vegas for two days. It’ll be fun! Just us girls shopping, eating, gambling, and dancing.” I spoke those words. How innocent I thought their meaning to be. Our other girls’ trips were fun. We let loose, we partied, and we returned to Iowa prepared to resume our daily lives.

Every sinner receives punishment equal to the chief sin they have committed, in an ever grislier dose of poetic justice. I know I’m going to faint any second so as soon as this thought occurs to me, tiny pieces of wire creep delicately under my eyelids to keep them from closing. Insistent electric charges also zap my vision right back into focus as though to remind me not to look away or I’d miss the show. “Sub-level 4. Money-hoarders, squanderers and corrupt politicians. Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where gentlemanly Death shall come like a thief in the night and all that.”

Snarling in irritation, I walked ahead of the fallen alpha with firm steps. “To Sophie, I hope our bath compensates for everything I'm going through here!” I muttered to myself, annoyed. The environment smelled of food, and piles of wealth were scattered everywhere. Condemned souls vomited coins while food dripped from their eye sockets, creating a disgusting scene. “Hunf, a sin I don't understand,” I grumbled, catching the attention of the black wolf. “Gluttony goes beyond food. Many souls here are trapped by gluttony, by the thirst for money, power, and dominance. They never felt satisfied!” He explained, looking over his shoulders at me. “I'm surprised you're not affected here.”

"We live with truthfulness. Lying and betraying is an act of sin." The man who seems to be the leader of everyone started to walk around and look at each corner. Oliver slightly move to hide his presence. "And what is the punishment for the sinners?" Everything shouted as if they are on a battle field. And so, the man smiled while saying this words with full of confidence. "Death"

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.

"I'll serve you for the rest of my life, as your servant!" "Could you please talk to Sinister Elder for me?" Only the bold or the foolish walked with confidence to Sinister Summit. The old captain shuddered and hurried to explain, "Mister Kane, it's just Sinister Elder's twisted hobby. He enjoys breaking his enemies." Alexander looked around and let out a sigh. "Seems like there's hardly a sane soul in the Sinister Territory." He had no intention of saving those people. It was difficult to tell the saints from the sinners there, and most were on the wrong side of the ledger.

“While I can still feel the truth driving into me.” His breath hitched, and for a flicker of a second—he was vulnerable. Real. “She wanted more than me,” he said hoarsely. “She wanted my power. She thought if she seduced it out of me, she could control it. Rule beside me.” Lydia swallowed hard. “And?” “She used the Seventh Sin without understanding it. She called on what lives below this house. It nearly killed us both.” “What is the Seventh Sin?” He brushed her hair from her face. “It’s not just power, Lydia. It’s addiction. Once you touch it, you crave it. You beg for it. You lose yourself in it.”

It felt strange to hold now, like a prop in a play I had not agreed to perform in. "And the other thing?" I asked. "The contract. Your answer?" He looked at me steadily. "That depends on yours." I didn't answer right away. I looked at the floor, at the veins of white marble running through the dark stone, and I thought about Evelyn's medication sitting in a brown paper bag on the kitchen counter of our tiny Brooklyn apartment, and the way Samuel's shoulders had drooped when he told me last week that his community college had sent another tuition reminder.