Twisting Scripture Novels & Stories

He leaned in closer, his breath brushing Ryan’s ear. "I’m trying to wake you up." --- The room seemed to tilt sideways for a moment. Claire could feel it—that shift. The kind that came before everything went horribly, irrevocably wrong. "There’s someone else pulling the strings," Mason said, louder now, his gaze flicking meaningfully toward Claire before snapping back to Ryan. "Someone much closer to you." The words hung heavy in the air, thick with threat and betrayal. Claire felt like the ground beneath her feet had vanished.

I didn’t know how to give it to him. The invitation felt heavier the more I held onto it. Aleksander was in the study. The door was cracked a little, enough for me to hear the quiet murmur of his voice over a call. His voice didn’t carry like it usually did. It was tired. Drained. Like he was finally letting go of everything he’d carried through the court case. And here I was, holding something that could undo it all. That name. Ida.

“The other girls aren’t concerned about that.” “Well, I’m not like most other girls.” “You’re not?” He scoffed. “I’d say you are. Ordinary lips…” His hands moved gently over my lips. “An empty gaze…” His fingers brushed my hair back. “A neck…” Immediately, I pushed his hands away. “What’s that?” he asked. “A knot.” “A knot?” He raised a brow. “To show how twisted you are?” He laughed softly. I pushed him back. “To show how strong I am.”

Shaking her head in a frantic motion, Emmeline fought the intoxicating pull of his proximity. This man was temptation incarnate. He was a walker of iniquity sent to drag her down into a den of ruin. She squeezed her eyes shut and desperately summoned the ultimate shield of her faith to combat the heat pooling in her belly. "Greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world. First John chapter four, verse four." She gasped the scripture in a breathless rush, clinging to the verse as a frantic reminder that the holy spirit within her was supposed to conquer the sinful flesh of the world. Yet her body continued its rank betrayal.

Her mind raced with memories she thought she had long buried. Marcus's laughter was a cold, sly sound. "You'll never be free from me, Elle. I know all your damn secrets, and I'll use them to drag you back down into the darkness with me." He pulled her hair, his grip tight, and she winced in pain. "Do you understand me?" As she tried to free herself, Marcus felt her trembling in his grip. Her hands shook, and her eyes teared up. "Now come with me," he growled, pulling her with a strong force. Tears poured down her cheek as she screamed for help, struggling and fighting back.

But why the hell did it sound…accurate? “You're one of them; you're twisted in a good way and people like you can't resist people like Zayne. It's just fate pairing you two together. “Together, you can untwist each other's twists or get even more twisted together but at least both your twists end up balancing each other's twists, so not one is completely twisted in a bad or good way. You're both twisted up in a balanced way.” I blinked and stared at her with my mouth open while Penny tried to hold in a laugh.

"Well,there's Ephesians chapter four verse thirty one and two. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you" "Is that it? That's the only scripture that I have to read?" Jennifer asked "Well,no not really because there's also Proverbs chapter sixteen verse thirty two,Proverbs chapter fourteen verse twenty nine,James chapter four verse eleven and twelve,Proverbs chapter nineteen verse eleven and many more" "And what if I forget all of the scriptures that you just said?" Jennifer asked "You won't if you meditate

Younger sister "C-Can I just stay here? I had a hard time walking here and you're asking me to come back?" I said in great annoyance when he touched my wrist again. I will not follow what he said. Maybe he just said those words to convince me to go home. "You're so stubborn," he madly asserted. I tried to take my wrist from him again and it was good that he let me go. "Do you want me to go home so you can flirt with any girls you want? Do you think I'm jealous?" I folded my arms as my eyes went straight to him.

I tried to reason, but my words broke into a moan as two fingers plunged into me. "Don't you worry about that," he whispered against my shoulder, replacing his fingers with himself, stretching and filling me completely as I choked on my spit. *~~~~*

Ajax starts loosening up his clothes. "You don’t really know what's happening to Erin?" "And why are you asking as if you know my human?" a hint of irritation is present in Ajax’s voice. Also, a hint of jealousy. "Seriously.." Cross shook his head before turning into the aisle. "Now it's my time to do my part." he said as he licked his lips looking at them each til his eyes landed on a familiar face standing. "Whatever I'm leaving." "Ajax! The ceremony isn't coming to its end—!!"