To Hell With Being A Saint Novels & Stories

I am not strong enough to survive another reality check of the brutal life. ****** Hola beautiful people!! Shocked anyone...?? Did anyone of you thought some thing like this to occur..? Well as I have said before everyone will pay for their sins. And that's what Neev will do now. It's his time to pay. Hope you all like the chapter. Do share your thoughts and do review In His Hell on GoodNovel with stars and your precious words. Do follow me on Instagram @author_priyaraj to know more about updates and stories .

He never questioned it, but overtime he could recall the annoyance in Zalakai's voice whenever he spoke his name. Down here... In the depths of Hellfire and brimstone... You are called Nothing... A Nobody... Someone without purpose... "You're lying." He gritted his teeth. She was spitting venom at him now. How could he dare believe such insanity? I would never call you such a name...

I got a job to do. No sense worrying about what ‘Christian’ said, and no sense mourning that devil. I just need to dispose of what could be a full fucking army of thralls and newborns, before there’s more casualties in that fake saint's chaotic, unfolding scheme.

My eyes drifted to the ceiling, my mind already pulling back to the battlefield I had abandoned. The war is waiting for me, the blood, the chaos. It would be brutal. Relentless. But I had never lost a war before. And I wasn’t about to start now. Not when there was something far more important waiting for me at the end of it. ⸻ “Author’s Note Hi, readers I hope you’re enjoying No Saint here so far. If you’re loving the tension between Abaddon and Aurelia, then you should definitely check out their full story on GoodNovel.

Saint held the door for her, like the filthy gentleman that he was in his heart, and they went over to Satan’s, chatting the whole way. He was an easy person to talk to, she’d found, unpretentious, funny, irreverent sense of humor. She could see why the ladies loved him, and sure enough, despite the fact that it wasn’t even five o’clock yet, they’d barely cleared the door before two women launched themselves across the room at Saint.

He replied, peeling away from where he had been leaning against the door. "Some of that blood money is being put to good use after all." I responded. His mouth curled into that amused curve that set my teeth on edge. Santiago was like an impenetrable, steel door, nothing could get to him or ruffle his feathers. Not even the arrest had been enough to shake him. I wasn't sure if it was his self discipline or the belief that he could get away with anything. "Yes, Nina." He said. "I give back to the community so my soul will be spared from eternal damnation."

Upon hearing this, Rhea looked spooked. "Aren't you… angry?" "I'm mad, but what good does that do? I can't just kill you both because of one drunken mistake. Besides, given my current state of health, I'd better not get worked up. Anger will only speed up my demise," I said, grabbing Rhea's hand with a pleading expression. "I love him, even though I know he made a mistake. But I don't have much time left. I hope you can wait a little longer. You're still young. After I'm gone, you can be together and have his child. Alright?"

“Taz will not be in tonight. Riffraff, text Pistol. I want to see him here in thirty minutes or I’m sending some of my biggest blackest guys to get him.” The Saints have gone straight, most everything was now legal, most, but not completely. They had an agreement with the Brotherhood as to what would and would not be tolerated in any town ran by the Saints. Every so often, a new member would want to make a name for himself, all it did was cause problems for the Brotherhood. Toad did not tolerate it. And with what the Saints could do, and had done, the Brotherhood did not tolerate it either.

Just like how that's what you like about me. Xavier retorted, "I treated you like a younger sister!" Cynthia smiled even more gleefully. "We're not related by blood, so your protectiveness only gives me the impression that you wanted to cheat on her. I simply went with the flow to secure myself a place to belong to." After leaving the prison building, Xavier seemed to remain stuck at a crossroads. Having lost the ability to perform surgeries, he was being held accountable by the hospital. "Why should we spend so much money on your bail when you can't perform any surgeries? If you can't overcome your trauma, then please compensate the hospital for all the losses and leave."

"This is going to be your stepping stone. If you fail, it's going to be the last big thing for you. Saint is going to put a fvcking bullet into your head and boom, there you go." "Saint is my father. Mine." I said sharply, "and I don't think fathers go around, firing bullets in their children's heads." I didn't know why I said that, because Saint D'Angelo was different from every other fathers out there and I know, he doesn't really give a fvck if a bullet got into my head, as long as that doesn't interrupt his plan. Colt sniffed lightly, "You think so, Ariel? Well, we'll find out tonight, won't we?"