1. Dare or dare

“Seven… eight… nine… ten!” Cheers erupt as a blonde girl pulls away from the guy she’s kissing. She looks pleased with herself. He looks even more so. “Damn,” someone mutters. “She went in.” “Why wouldn’t I?” the blonde says. “He’s hot.” “Spin again!” The bottle turns, slows… then stops. Gemma gasps, a mischievous expression on her face and I immediately know my cousin is up to no good. I glance down and feel my stomach drop. “No.” “Yes.” “You’re evil.” She smiles sweetly. “It’s your turn.” “Truth,” I say immediately. “This is dare or dare,” Gemma reminds me. “You knew that.” “I absolutely did not.” “Too late.” I sigh. “Fine. Dare.” She doesn’t hesitate. “I dare you to pick anyone in this club and make out with them.” A few people groan. “That’s basic,” someone says. “For at least one minute,” Gemma adds. “That’s not basic,” I say flatly. “Go,” she urges. “Don’t think.” Unfortunately, I already am. My gaze drifts toward the bar, scanning everyone until my gaze m

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

2. Definitely memorable

This chapter is SMUT! The fabric rips loud, and my skin is suddenly bare and cold. I shiver, looking right at him. His eyes are dark and hungry, burning me up. “I’m sorry, I just need to be inside you right now,” he breathes. His hips press against mine, his hard-on demanding space. The wall digs into my back, but I don’t care. I just pull his head down and kiss him again. He takes my mouth hard. I suck on his tongue, pulling him closer, wanting him to feel how much I need this. A deep, rough groan rumbles in his chest, vibrating right into my mouth. His hand, the one that has just torn my panties now slides between my legs, fingers brushing against my damp curls. A gasp tears from my throat as his thumb finds my clit, circling the sensitive nub with excruciating slowness. Electric currents shoot through me, making my knees weak. I cling to him, legs trembling, the wall the only thing holding me upright. “So fucking wet for me, Pretty Sin,” he rasps against my mouth, his finge

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3. What Priest?

The Next DayMy phone vibrates on the kitchen counter.I rinse my hands quickly, wipe them on a towel, and grab it already annoyed before I even read the screen.I miss you every day, Simone. Please text me back.I hiss and drop the phone facedown on the counter.“Is he ever going to rest?” I mutter, picking up my knife and going back to the vegetables.Across the kitchen, Gemma pauses mid-chop and raises an eyebrow. “Who?”“Who else is a pest in my life?”“Ohhh.” She drags it out. “I honestly thought you blocked him.”“I did. This is the fifteenth number.”“Damn.” She laughs. “He’s persistent. Maybe he really likes you.”I snort. “Yeah. Liked me so much he cheated on me with my best friend. Romantic.”“Okay—” she winces. “I’m sorry. That was stupid.”“It’s fine.”“No, seriously. I’m glad you left. Seeing them every day would’ve destroyed you.” “You’re telling me.”After my parents died, I thought I was okay on my own. I had to be. I told myself I was strong, that I was surviving, be

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4. Do you remember me?

My eyes meet Elias, and it’s so fucking annoying that I can’t tell what’s going on in his mind.I sigh and grab Gemma’s wrist. “ Okay Uncle, we’ll leave you all to talk. Come on.”As we head back down the hallway, my heart is pounding.The moment we’re out of earshot, I hiss, “Gemma.”She glances at me. “What? He’s gorgeous, I know. Girl it’s going to be a temptatious six months— ““That’s him.”She stops. “Who?”“The guy from last night.”She blinks. “What guy?”“The one you dared me to kiss.”Her eyes widen. “Wait. Him?”“Yes.”She stares at me, then back toward the sitting room. “I didn’t even recognize him.”“That’s because you weren’t kissing him.”She opens her mouth, then closes it. “Oh my God.”“I’m not saying anything,” I add quickly. “You don’t remember his face, and I’m keeping it that way.”“Simone—”“I mean it.”She hesitates, then nods slowly. “Okay. Your secret.”****I should be sleeping, but sleeping is so hard tonight. I want answers so badly. What that man was doing

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5. Yes, Professor

Because of Elias’s stupid, infuriating denial. I tossed and turned all night, replaying his words, his eyes, the way he looked at me. It was all a lie. He remembered, I know he remembered.It’s the first day of classes at St. Francis College. Gemma is buzzing, already dressed, practically bouncing off the walls. I’m just trying to get through a bowl of cereal without throwing up.“You okay?” Gemma asks, nudging my arm. “You look like you saw a ghost.”“Worse,” I mutter, taking a sip of juice. “A seminarian ghost.”She snorts, then her eyes widen. “Oh, right. Elias.” She glances towards the living room, where Aunt Jo and Uncle Ben are probably already deep in prayer. “Did you… talk to him?”I tell her about the kitchen. About his denial. Her jaw drops.“He said he didn’t know you?” she whispers, sounding shocked. “Yep. Stone cold. Like he’s never seen me before today.” I push my cereal away. “It was infuriating.”“Wow,” she says slowly. “That’s… intense. He’s really committed to the w

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All Chapters of His Pretty Sin: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

1. Dare or dare

2. Definitely memorable

3. What Priest?

4. Do you remember me?

5. Yes, Professor