Sinners Saints Novels & Stories

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It was exactly midnight. Dante was sitting in front of the operation room, pressing his hands together while looking up in the ceiling. “I know I am a terrible person. I have committed a lot of sins and I don’t deserve to be forgiven by you.” He spoked. “But Victoria and the baby inside of her are innocent.” Tears started to gather around the rim of his eyes. “So please God, if you actually exist, please save both of them.” He was holding on to the necklace Victoria was wearing last time. He knew what it was, one of the item that was supposed to be auctioned at Sergio’s auction.

“Your Nan is planning a surprise party and we’re early. Let’s go get you a beer and in a better mood.” Sinner’s Shack, or simply The Shack, was bought by the Devil’s Saints MC the year before his daughter was born. The unfinished hotel lost its funding when the highway expansion fell through. At the time, the club was growing and heavy in the gun and drug trade. Four years ago, Sinner and the majority of his family, along with other members and their families were gunned down by the Brotherhood.

Sienna Last night was a dream. Or a nightmare. I hadn’t come to a conclusion. But it was the first time in months I had sat down with Lucian and talked. He told me about his childhood. While we were together before, he would often close off when I asked about his childhood. He also never talked about his sister. Now I know why. When I returned to my room last night, sleep didn’t come easy. I stayed up thinking about what Lucian did, taking his pov. If someone wronged me, I would never go to this lengths to hurt them back. But after all these years I had learned, not everyone thought my way. The world I grew up in, revenge was a common thing. While kindness was not. That’s why I embraced kind

I didn’t; have… I can’t do this. My hands reached my forehead and I shut my eyes as the breathing started to get heavier. Everything started to come into my mind. My faith, religious norms, a promise to guard my virtue, a belief of mine over the years. I protected myself from the devils just to be with one sacred man chosen for me by God but what did I do? I gave my most precious thing to the evilest satan. The father of sins.

It was all too late. _________________________ Sisa* is the deranged mother of Basilio and Crispin in Jose P. Rizal’s Noli Me Tangere. Unable to stand up to her abusive husband, and later the Guardia Civil, Sisa went from one traumatic event to another, causing her to eventually lose her sanity due to the mental burden. This insanity manifested in her wandering around San Diego, calling out her children’s names, and singing songs out of nowhere. [Source: G****e]

“L-Lord Sid, I… I just want to go back to live in seclusion to recuperate,” Sahar replied with a shaky voice. He did not expect to be caught by that old fart Sid. This old man despised evil, so how would he let Sahar go? Yet, Sid was one of the six Sacred Saints of the Star Kingdom after all. Sahar was just a True Saint. So, Sahar certainly had no chance of winning. He could not escape and he felt helpless.

Its only means one thing, he doesn't want to talk about it. "N-Nothing." I just said. I gasped and chose to go back to eating. "Not all servants of God are angels Mary. There are priests, saints and people from the bible who have sinned. Stop thinking nonsense. I-I am not an angel." I was stunned again. Saint even stutter when he said he was not an angel. I took another deep breath and chose to just believe him. "Yes of course you're not." I forced a smile before turning to Saint and kiss him again.

“Amen, Father… amen. I can hardly wait for the next confession.” They stayed there, lying on the church floor, bodies pressed together, cum dripping, the scent of sin heavy in the air. The candles flickered, the images of the saints watched in silence. The night was ending, but the sin… the sin was only just beginning. The End.

She was a trembling mess. They changed positions again. Vincent moved the twins onto their backs side by side, right next to their mother. He spread their legs wide and took turns fucking them in the missionary position. He slid his massive cock into Sara now, pounding her deep and hard while Clara kissed her and played with her clit. Then he pulled out and thrust into Clara, even though she just came. Sara got off the bed and gripped the bedpost, then she winked at Vincent. He pulled out of Clara and thrust into Sara.