The Unforgivable Sin Explained Novels & Stories

“If you’re done. I’ll see you in my study.” “You’re wrong, boss! Your family is bearing the brunt of your unfairness and injustice, all because of your crimson affection for Janet Corrigan. The woman who wishes for your death! One day, she will be the death of you, and you will happily sacrifice yourself with pride.” “Crimson?” Sebastian chuckled. “Yes. You’ve lost your sense of right and wrong because of her love. You are even willing to pardon the person responsible for the merciless killing of your father and sister. However, does she have the courage to forgive you for her father’s death? Have you ever asked yourself this question?”

She shook her head slowly, her voice carrying the warmth of unshaken faith. “Can a mother forget her suckling child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? She may forget… yet I will not forget thee, saith the Lord.” His gaze flickered, as though something within him wished to hope, but dared not yet. “And if I have disobeyed,” he whispered, “to a depth where forgiveness no longer reaches?” She did not flinch. “All manner of sin and blasphemy shall be forgiven unto men, whether against the Father or the Son. But the blasphemy against the Holy Ghost shall not be forgiven.”

“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.”

The man who carried a gun, and you’d never know when it’d turn to you. Yet. Despite all of that, I fell for him. Lust wasn’t the deadliest sin a man could commit, it was this temporary craving I see in his eyes. Hunger for flesh and skin being touched. Wanting every inch of my soul. Calling me his even if I don’t belong to him. Other people would say murder was the most unforgivable thing in this world. No. Loving him was an unforgivable sin. People like him never deserved second chances. I gulped the lump of rage in me.

18+ | Mature Content Not every desire is meant to be confessed. Some begin with a glance. Some with a secret. Some with a single decision that can never be taken back. Behind closed doors, people become the versions of themselves they hide from the world. A forbidden attraction between two people who should never cross the line. A secret affair that starts as a game and slowly becomes an obsession. A dangerous man who discovers the one woman capable of making him want something other than power. A harmless crush that turns into something neither of them can resist. There are bosses and employees. Professors and students. Lovers, strangers, friends, enemies—and people who

Because the brother who stayed has made a choice that cannot be undone. And now, everything that follows will be shaped by a single, irreversible truth: He chose to commit an unforgivable act not out of loyalty to the system, but because he believed he could survive becoming its sin long enough to destroy it from the inside. Whether that belief saves her or damns him is no longer something either of them can control.

She walked quickly to the control panel and pressed the emergency release but nothing happened. The keypad blinked red, and they were sealed inside the climate-controlled vault until the morning staff arrived. She spun back to face him. “This is unacceptable. I need this opened now.” “I can’t, and neither can you.” He said with a calm voice. “You caused this! We could have been out of here by now, you delayed purposely so we would be looked in,” she accused.

Damien didn’t mention Bradley and his friends, but I couldn’t help but wonder if they were level four demons or if they would be given another chance. “Why don’t the level fours get another chance?” It only seemed right – should someone commit the seventh sin and do it lightly, like for instance if someone had wrath as the last sin to commit and they simply threw a lamp at a wall or something, that person should be shown some mercy, right? Kora took another sip of tea before setting down her cup and answering, “The level fours are all self-made, and so they deserve to spend eternity here.” “But not everyone knew that and about the seven sins, how is that fair?”

I was also tempted to get another good fuck here and now, in this car, but once we get, we won't be able to get over and repent from our sins. “I'm sorry to say to you, Little sis. The second you become mine, there's nothing like forgiveness or repenting….” He leaned closer, taking a spiral hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear. “Only sin. We will continue committing sins for as long as possible.” I looked into his eyes, my face inching closer towards his and our lips locked in a hot kiss. Before I could stop myself, I left my seat and sat on his laps. Thank goodness Ricky car’s glass were tinted, so we won't get caught.

“Three years ago at that charity gala, you stood up in front of two hundred people and told your father’s creditors they were vultures picking at a dying man. You didn’t cry. You didn’t beg. You fought. I had never seen anyone fight like that for their family. I wanted that strength. I wanted you. So I waited. I watched. I made sure when the debt became unbearable, you would have only one place to turn. Me.” The confession hung between us, heavy and raw. I searched his face for the monster I wanted to see, but all I saw was a man who had become obsessed with me in the most dangerous way possible. “You ruined my life to have me,” I whispered. “I know,” he said. “And I would do it again if it