To Hell With Being A Saint Novels & Stories

The universe must be laughing so hard at me right now. I walked absentmindedly, thinking of what best to do. Maybe I could take Kyrie's job after all. Maybe I could even beg him for a loan, pay Saint off, then spend the rest of my life working to pay Kyrie back. Owing Kyrie seemed less like hell than owing Saint. Kyrie wasn't a saint—God knew that—but he wasn't Saint Rollins. Kyrie wouldn't take every piece of me the way Saint did. Hell, Kyrie would never even ask to sleep with me. He tried once, yes, but he apologized. He said it was a mistake. He looked me in the eyes and admitted it. Saint would never.

“Il rimpianto è la cosa più dolorosa che puoi affrontare nella vita. (Regret is the most painful thing you can go through in life.)” Don Fabio nodded repeatedly as he continued to listen to Seth's words uninterestedly. “Non sono qui per iniziare una guerra, ma per darti una possibilità di riscattarti, Fabio. (I’m not here to start a war, but to give you a chance to redeem yourself, Fabio.)”

she said. “Probably, but that’s only because I love you and I think you deserve the world. Men are assholes and I don’t want you to get hurt. I’ll try harder to let you have fun,” Saint said and got to his feet. “Saint, how am I supposed to meet anyone if you keep me on a leash?”

I don’t regret letting Misha disrupt fate, but I wish she could have waited until our children were born. Is there a way we could unleash the children’s powers now? But if we did, what would happen to Misha? As much as I want to live, I can’t risk anything happening to her. Faith is something I have never had. But there was Christmas in Hell and my demonic half-sister is dating an angel. So maybe I should give faith a chance. I close my eyes. ‘To any being listening, I never put much stock into wishful thinking, but now is a good time to start. I am not wishing to save myself. I am wishing for a way to protect those I love and a way to console them once I am gone. Any help would be appreciat

First, that would be really messy, and second, there are oh so many ways to kill a man in a much faster and more efficient manner. Why are you making the sign of the Bright Saint? I am no vampire, no spirit of darkness, not even a pureblood demon. Actually, I could even enter a church without any problems. I don't, though. There are a few reasons. First of all, I'm lazy. The service starts at dawn, as you are well aware, even a bit earlier. Why would I get out of my warm bed to drag myself somewhere and wail together with the parishioners? Dream on. The other reason is no less important. The people are so sure I'm scared of all that holy paraphernalia-no use in disappointing them. I'd rather

Don’t make me laugh! “I don’t know and don’t want to know why you hate the idea just because of such a trivial reason.” “’ Trivial,’ you said?! Aren’t you the Starless, the human who is hated by his own world and bestowed by the demons and devils. You should have understood more about this thing! We, demons, will never kneel before the humans! We will always harass them or even kill them and take them to Hell if necessary.” Leak enraged.

“What? She’s the property of the Burning Devils, and I’m not leaving without her.” “Well, me as the head of the mafia in the USA is saying that you are going to be leaving here without her, and I don’t think your little club will be able to take down the Mafia. So, if I were you, I leave now and forget about Angel or you might lose your life and all those in your club.” He stared me down with such angry and I just smiled at him daring him to challenge me over this. He then turned to Levi.

It was my fault, I cursed under my breath, jerking back my arms I hit the mirror again, and again, and again until the glass broke into million pieces blood smeared my knuckles, I screamed in frustrated anger mixing with the increasing pain, landing on my hands and knees, tears streaked my face, but they are tears of my monstrous behavior towards her. I am miserably failed in the department of humanity.. she said I ruined her life, she don't want me in her life. I was blind, before but now I can see the truth. My heart is really very sore. I just feel like the biggest jerk in this world. I am bad person, I don't deserve her forgiveness, I am cold hearted devil, I am a devil. I destroy her li

the person who could show me heaven invited me with his open arms. "Come here or you will regret it for your life" the person who is showing me the hell, warned me. I looked between both of them getting confused whom should I choose? If I chose heaven then my family's life would be at stake and if I chose hell then I would become a walking dead body. I am stuck 'Between Hell and Heaven'

"I promise you... I'll avenge your death. I'll avenge your unfinished task. I will bring hell towards those people who plotted against you..." Saint finally came inside the main party hall of the resort. He saw few influential people inside the venue. They were holding wine glasses while faking their laughter towards other people. He heard a lot of show-offs that completely made him laugh a little. "Filthy dudes with their bling-blings," he commented. He is still in his bell boy's uniform. But compared to the outside mess, the people around didn't care about him. It is the relief he is waiting for. "I'm not catching their attention, right?" he asked through the earpiece.