Blasphemy Stories

Azarion hates God, Not because he doesn't believe he does. His thoughts is full of every God that is cruel. No one has ever loved him the way he wants to love someone else, He's always wanted someone to care, to choose him. But no one does. So, he gives up on love, He gives in to anger, He wants to hurt the world... maybe even destroy it. Then Vernia comes into his life, She's soft. She believes in goodness, in God, and somehow, in him as well She doesn't run from his darkness. She stays, And slowly... she begins to heal.. him, eventho he's in the brink of madness

Once upon a rock concert, Ariana Taylor and her air headed best friend Rose went to go see Black Veil Brides. But never did they expect to become close friends with them, or let alone the fact that their own band actually gets to go on tour with them. But the one thing Ariana doesn't want is to fall in love. Which is considerably hard considering that she could actually be falling for Andy Biersack.

the tale of a sad catholic boy and his infatuation with a quiet, but effervescent poet.

A boy plays a pornographic film for his Catholic school classmates. Chaos ensues.

Surely everyone who believes in God wants to believe that their God is the true and the only God out there. Some believe that no-God exists but that Something Supernatural has happened and keeping everything intact. As sure as I stand on this ground beneath me, no human has created everything around me; I know we cannot do it. God never said that He is the only God out there, He always said "I AM THE GOD OF gods AND THE LORD OF lords" Before Jesus came to earth and died as a human He was the God of Israel all the other nations had their own gods and nothing was wrong with that. Since Jesus died you can choose Jesus as your savior because only He can give you heavenly benefits, the other gods cannot give it to you. But it is your choice if you choose Jesus. Shouldn't we then learn about all the god's instead of telling everyone they are wrong when they tell you about their gods. This way we can learn more about the God we want to love than to judge people for what they believe. We cannot force anyone to believe what we believe is right we can only tell people about the God we love and maybe they can love Him/Jesus too. Just because we read the same Bible doesn't mean we have the same believes even if the God we believe in has the same Name YHVH. As soon as I explained my experiences with my God, I came to the realization that My God was very different than any other God. Maybe you can relate to my God Jesus/Yeshua He is waiting for you.

(this is currently in development and the story cover is a placeholder. please understand that i work by myself and am a beginner writer, so this will take some time.)

What if I told you everyone was damned to eternal torment before they were ever born? That jesus never existed, and none of us know or can know any 'god' because we've been eternally separated? It's true. I've lived in the nightmare of realization for more than fifteen years now. I've studied the bible in depth and I have proof. This book is about reality. I guarantee, I'm not making it up. I can tell you this. It is not a novel, and it may turn out to be the scariest thriller you ever have or will read in your life. Depending on whether or not you realized I'm right about everything. Comparable to the story in which everyone who reads a book or watches a movie dies. Like 'the ring', except this is real. And no word can describe the terror I have lived with, or that some of you will live or die with. A true story worth more than all of the books ever written. And whether or not I'm unfortunate enough to beat any of you there, and whether or not you believe me. . . I'LL SEE YOU IN HELL.

Adam DeSole-a recent arrival to Hell-is brimming with questions. If Satan hates God, why punish the sinners arriving in his kingdom? Wouldn't Lucifer celebrate the evil deeds of the damned? Adam is about to have his questions answered the hard way, but his role in the afterlife will astonish even the devil himself. Author's note: I consider myself agnostic, but fully embrace those who find solace in religion. This story is not meant to offend Christians or anyone else, it is simply an exploration of a topic I find interesting. NEW CHAPTERS ADDED THROUGHOUT THE MONTH OF OCTOBER.

You've read the Forest Fic, but what if the roles were reversed? What if the story is about Josh instead? What is Tyler is the one everyone swears is fake. But Josh knows better. Tyler can't be fake. He just can't be. нуρσ¢яιтє тαкє уσυя ρι¢к ¢αυѕє тнє ρσιѕσиѕ σи му ℓιρѕ So I read the Forest fic and it was beautiful and it made me decide that I wanted to write my own version. I guess a fan fic of the Forest fic. Now this is sorta based off the Forest fic but mostly my own. I just wanted to make a disclaimer that I didn't own the Forest fic and yes I have read the Migraine fic, this has nothing to do with that. Hope you enjoy reading.

*sequel to Sweet Blasphemy* Eponine Price was a normal child. She was small with ice blue eyes and brown curls. she had her obsessions and her ups and downs. Did I also mention she's lived with Black Veil Brides all her life. After the getting back together of her mum, Envy, and BVB singer Andy Eppi has finally all grown up. And this year is going to be different. She's not going to be that simple grade abiding girl anymore. No; she's going to live up to her true identity of a rockstar's daughter. Let's watch my butterfly grow up.

In the dim silence of a church corridor, one soul lashes out - at God, at philosophers, at the crushing quiet of unanswered prayers. This poem is a raw plea, a philosophical rebellion, and a blasphemous hymn forged in the heat of doubt. Rage and faith spiral together in this spiritual confrontation between creator and creation. What better way to die than asking the questions no one dares to voice?

The drip, drip brought back the memory of those screams. She could smell the crimson from that day, or was it crimson, salt, left behind by the blood and tears of some other prisoner. Were they abused? She wondered. How were her children. She thought of them a dozen times a day, she asked the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost to keep them safe. Jamil she had long ago realized would be spared his father's beatings. That day only brought it to her conscious. She had always known. But she saw it that day. Her beautiful daughter Maryam, that was who she was more worried about. Drip, drip. Splat. Splat. The water smelled bad. Sour, of shit. It tasted even worse. She had been forced to drink it, they had starved her, and deprived her of water for a few days. Was it days? She didn't know. There was no night and day in this place. Just the collective quiet and screams for food, for water, for mercy. Confessions of sins that the prisoners had not committed, anything to get out. Most harrowing were the screams. The whips, the flays, the screams. She winced every time she heard one. She shivered the first time she had heard one. She shuddered as she thought of that. The hair on her back rose, she pulled her arms around herself. It was unearthly. Not an animal's scream, not her screams when her husband beat her, not even when he had hit her with a bat. Not the screams of the dog that those kids had cornered, and were poking with sticks, some throwing stones at it, as if it were the devil himself. No, none of those screams. This came from a deeper place. This was a scream from before civilization. From before language. This was a scream, guttural. Loud, screeching, very much in pain.

Hector didn't care to have a normal life. Actually, no, he didn't care what type of life he lived would fit the description better. Going with whatever the day would throw at him, spending his time with friends or alone. Living peacefully in his own world, unaware of what lies beyond. But worlds collide and soon his glass dome is shattered, taking those of his friends with it. As the past begins to unravel Hector finds himself in a place where everything he knew falls apart. ____ This story is in the process of being rewritten and no longer canon. I'm still leaving it up for myself, as to show my progress. If I'm going to update further (as I have written everything until chapter 37), it's not going to be looked over and corrected for errors of any kind.

A story of Betrayal and Blasphemy

[COMPLETED] Why does God leave us??? [trigger warning] suicide, self harm, strong language, violence

Cover by: https://mobile.twitter.com/cn_phoebe/status/1251263779863539712 A one-shot stories, peer into the lives of different people, affected by The Miracle. Their untold stories before, during, and after the visit of the Penitent One. (Blasphemous is a damn great game, alright?)

they always said the time would come, shiloh's mom told him to prepare for it. but did he think the end of the world would come so soon?

Young Yeshua christ Lived with his parents, his father, joseph, who was not spending much time with him, rather bragging about having the son of god or being at work, And his Mother, Mary, Who was 13...And couldn't provide for him or take care of him well. 4 year old jesus meets another Entity...He has known he is the son of god his whole life but...What is this shadowy creature? Where satan decides to Raise jesus, after many years hesitance of watching him, because he has not been involved in anything related to god since he rebelled against heaven, He decides, that since this is god's son, It's technically his son. Even though it's been many *years*...since they were full on lovers in heaven, before the rebellion, before everything... Lucifer decides to get involved again due to his child. CAN THEY SOLVE THEIR PROBLEMS THROUGH THEIR CHILD?! WILL THIS STRUGGLING FAMILY BE HAPPY?! Read to find out.

A series of poems about sins turning them into qualities or normal things. Contains blasphemy of course it aims to find moral while actively avoiding religious rules.