Sinful storie

Taking place in the 1930's, a man named Judiah meets a young white woman named Mary. The two instantly are drawn to one another and begin to spend an abundant amount of time together. Will they be able to keep their blooming love for one another or will society force the two apart?

A forgotten spark awakens after four thousand years and becomes Nethar, a new god of addiction, betrayal, and corruption. Starting with nothing but a single broken worshipper in the shadow of Zhentil Keep, he begins to spread his influence the only way he can - by twisting mortal minds and feeding on their vices. As his cult grows and the land itself begins to rot, Nethar sets his eyes on greater power, unaware that both rival dark faiths and the churches of light have already begun to notice the new evil rising in their midst.

During the fight with adam lucifer slipped and god couldn't stand to see his favorite son in such a dangerous position..so to fix it he snaps his fingers..erasing the memories of sin and bringing purity back to the world. Of course this means somethings in history never happened..Charlotte was never born..Vaggie never fell..lilith remained with adam..hell forever gone..and all the earth sinners were brought heaven forgetting sins were ever apart of the world..but something about this all..felt tinted to Alastor..who seemed dazed in heaven...

"𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀." . . . Murky, and sequestered, you drove through the foyers with your sights on drain as you skimmed through an unforeseen chasm dropping into the statures of incognizance. All you could inquire of dwelled to be your whereabouts. "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐦." . . . 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 ; 𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. Cover - @InderjitBindra

Seeing him laughing, she said: Don't worry a time will come.... A time will come when you understand everything. When you stand on the brink of destruction. when you wrapped in sins & Lost. When all the doors are closed. When all the love in the world will reject you. when all the comforts are there, and you will be restless... By that time! Your laugher will end ..... you will start to fear from DEATH and from HELL. Then, The extremes of helplessness will bring you to HIM AND you will find HIM "Al-Qadir" He will tell and show you everything....!!!! Looking at her in rage he clenched his jaws, takes a step towards her. And...........

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She only wanted peace. He only wanted her. YN's world shatters the moment she crosses paths with Jeon Jungkook-a man carved from shadows, desire, and danger. His eyes burn with something darker than love, something she should fear... yet every glance pulls her deeper into his sinful orbit. He is temptation disguised as a heartbeat. Possession wrapped in a smirk. And he's made one thing painfully clear: "You're mine, whether you accept it or not." But obsession is a dangerous game... And games like these? They never end softly.

"Nuh seh so mayne"

Alex and Theo meet in the early year of 1961 and unexpectedly forge a 'sinful' connection, one whose complications, joys and tragedies break through the confines of societal orders and the expectations of what it is to be a 'man'. Their love was a testament to the power of love-- that is, when it takes a turn for the worst, does tragedy strike. It was an unspoken love that caused chaos, danger, and inevitable consequences. ------ It started with a cigarette.....

for y'all dirty hoes

In the fight between good and evil the greatest war is the one that rages within. Embark on the journey with our hero who struggles with the darkness and eventually overcomes in a world where black and white is never that distinct.

Hi, I am Lavender and I am the Reaper of Sins. I have committed the most sins of everyone to ever exist. I was killed by a drunk driver and have made a deal with the devil. (Cover is not my creation)

A girl finds her own suicide note. It's unmistakably her handwriting. It is stained with what could only be blood. It's dated for three days ago. All the sudden a guy appears, telling her the truth. ⚠There will be graphic descriptions of suicide, self harm, murder, mutilation, and torture towards the middle of the book.⚠ There will be a warning before that stuff starts or happens though, so that way you can skip over it if you'd like, but don't worry you won't miss anything important. I will warn you if it's something important along the story line. *** "Why can't you just tell me the truth?" I screamed at him "Because the truth hurts." He replied while backing away. What did I ever do wrong?

((15+) - themes including; sexual content, drugs and addiction, violence, strong language and suicidal references ) I've been utterly fucked with. Honestly. My heart has been absolutely crushed throughout this past year. I have been higher than cloud nine, and lower than death itself. This is a story based on the pain and brutality I have witness and caused towards others and myself. I have utterly fucked up my body and system and my relationships and friendships I had hoped to last forever. I'm sorry to the ones That couldn't handle my pain and left, and I thank the ones who stayed w me even when I hurt them the most. I love you. <3 Enjoy the story of my love and pain. A 'story' based on real life events and emotions that I'm forever reminded of on a daily. (Unfinished-chapters every few days)

A collection of short stories that tell the story from the perspective of a girl named Willow. Her one goal? To purify the human race. To save everyone. She wants everyone to be clean from their sins and to be able to achieve heaven. But her means of this are a bit... extreme. In her quest to save humanity, will she reach victory? Or is it not everything as it seems?

Sinful Lusty and Contaminated

After you read smuts, please come in here quick. A sinful reader should drink me. I'll bless you with my own Holy Water.

"Damian, what are you-" He laced their fingers, tightening his grip as the wind blew in their clothes, staring into the deep brown irises. "No one deserves to be alone," he whispered in her lips. "Especially not an angel."