Sinners Consumed Novels & Stories

Inside the consuming emptiness. There was light. Small at first. Tiny. Barely visible. But growing. Spreading. Increasing. The Devourers felt it. Sensed it. Feared it. What was this? What was happening? What was wrong? They had consumed Hope completely. Had swallowed her entirely. Had erased her absolutely. She should be nothing. Should be gone. Should be destroyed. But the light continued growing. Continued spreading. Continued increasing. And then they understood. Understood what they had done. Understood their mistake. Understood their doom.

He nodded his horned head low, looking like some African god of the hunt. Samael did the same. “Penemue. It's been decades.” Samael surveyed the room. “How's the load? What generation are you on?” “We're cross-referencing Baby Boomers at the moment.” “The verdict?” “Over-indulgence is the general sin.” Samael frowned. “I see. Nothing too grievous.” Penemue played with his tie, fingers restless. “Is that all? I tire of useless discussion.” He spoke plainly, no insult in his frankness. I reeled mentally: back-talking Samael?

The person grabbed the bottle and as she was about to close the door, a hand came up and stopped her, the next second the door was pushed open and she fell back on the floor with a sudden jerk. She looked at the door horrified. Four guys stood there, and she recognized each one of them. They were the thugs, the criminals, and the killers of this area. "Look what we have here." The guy with piercings all over his face spoke walking further in as she scooted back on the floor with her elbows. "A young c**t!" The guy wearing a scorpion tattoo on his neck hissed out. Big fearful tears gathered in her eyes as she continued to scoot back inch by inch.

His eyes darted from me to his daughter, who stood right in front of him, now speechless. My disgust was not only for him. It was for what he had done to his daughter that he had sold her like a ledger entry, like a problem to be balanced, such a selfish man. The thought of that, the thought of a father who traded his child to pay for his sins, it was sharper than any blade. It was petty and cowardly. “Mafia collects what is owed,” I said. “If one of ours is taken, we collect in full. The rules are simple. Blood for blood. Debt for debt. You chose your path years ago, Damon. You must live with what you planted.”

Sage Despite what everyone said, what they will continue to say, despite the anarchy he raises, Dante Sokolov is sin wrapped in a gloriously beautiful male human body. And he's what truly living feels like. This substantial, nebulous force that could never be watered down or put out. When we agreed to be friends with benefits last year, I knew he'd be bad for me. I never really cared. I was caught up in his hot body and sexy accent that felt velvety in my ears.

"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.

Dire-diretsong sabi ni Finn na mabilis ko namang tinanguan. Maling-mali talaga iyon. Can it be considered a sin? Probably. Kung ano ang gusto mo, dapat sundin mo iyon. Lalong lalo na rito sa pagpapari. Kung hindi mo naman talaga gusto, hindi will ng Panginoon at sadyang napipilitan ka lang dahil iyon ang gusto ng kung sino man, dapat itigil mo na. Dapat lumabas ka na. Bago pa tuluyang mahuli ang lahat.

An oath to end us all was shining in their every movement. Hunting season was beginning. This time hunters were not only coming from different parts of America but also the world. They had their cabins in the east side of the forest. They had planned to end our existence then of the other animals here.They did not even know what was going to strike them. This time they would pay for their sins.

It is like Sin senses this, so he holds onto my hand, intertwining our fingers. Now, all of the seven deadly sins have gathered around us; Pride in his suit and blonde hair, Envy in her dark skin, Sloth in her shiny but lazy aura, Wrath in his angriest form, Greed standing quiet as usual, Gluttony standing in a conrer beside Greed with something in his mouth. And the last one, Luca, I am guessing he should be Lust. That explains a lot about his sexual gratifications. “We are leaving. Pave the way.” Sin glares at Envy.

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.