Amor Sin Materia Novels & Stories

the all-red-clad woman replied, without wanting to stare at Amour at all. Amour sighed very heavily, that little hope in his heart now disappeared instantly when the mother didn't even feel guilty at all. “It's been there to go, what's it still quiet here for.” Amor returns from his subconscious and rushes straight to school, performing his duties as a member of the Axis. Throughout her journey to school, she was still thinking about her mother’s attitude, which she didn’t believe existed at all. Amor also once wanted to end his life because of the indifferent attitude of his mother, which made him feel like he was tired of living in the world again. However, again and again, she was even mo

And though the nights would be long, the silence unbearable, the ghosts of their love lingered—painful, beautiful, eternal. The empire remained unchallenged, Nicholas’s rule absolute, but his soul bore the imprint of Rafe’s love, a mark no power, no bullet, no betrayal could erase. The world would see a man who had everything, but inside, he carried the greatest loss: the man who had been his everything. And in that loss, in that devotion that burned hotter than any fire, Nicholas Rhodes truly understood the meaning of love, sin, and survival. Because Rafe had been his sin. His devotion. His heart.

"We are both going to punished once when we get caught. We need to be extra careful." Ang dapat sanang matatakot ako dahil sa kaniyang sinabi. Hindi tuloy nangyari. Bagkus, parang mas gusto ko pang gumawa ng bawal... ng masama. Para lang marinig sa kaniya ang ganoong kataga. Selfishness or self-will is the manifestation of sin. True love is the antidote to self-centeredness. You will not commit sin with them or tempt them to commit sin if you genuinely love them. "Kung ako lang ang mapaparusahan ay ayos lang, kaya ko naman. Pero paano kapag saiyo na? Hindi ko mapapatawad ang sarili ko, Amari..."

Driving the feelings between us higher and higher. It made it that much better as I felt the arousal flowing through my bond with all my mates. Louis and Marcus were reconnecting and my heart soared. I felt the warm rush of Sin’s power trickling over my spine like hot wax. I closed my eyes, loving this feeling of being whole with all of my mates. Sin’s hands moved from my hips up to my breasts. Rolling my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, I moved my hips into a circular motion. “Give into me, Amelia.” Sin groaned out, “Feed from me.”

Elara was really finding joy in her sinful friendship with Meela, which she saw as a bright spot in her dark life even though the secrets with the Lennox men were still there. Her mom called her one day advising her about her indecent dressing which she said had gotten worse and also about how same sex making love is a sin in Gods eyes. Talking about sins, Elara was far gone in them and she was sure that God no longer cared about her bullshit. He must be tired of hearing the name Elara Voss. **Mom:** Baby, how are you? **Elara:** I am fine mommy. Just stressed a lot these days from shoots. How are you?

Her soaked pussy was on full display, visibly dripping juices onto the floor while she moaned like a desperate whore. I shoved the screen right in her face, and her cheeks burned bright red. I can't tell if it's from anger or embarrassment. "Turn it off… please…” "No, I won't. So you're a dirty little whore?" I chuckled darkly, towering over her naked body. My cock already rock-hard, straining painfully against my gym shorts. Fuck, she smells so fucking good, and tasty. How many times have I jerked off thinking about this exact body? I can't tell.

she whispered in his ear. She slammed down hard onto Travis' cock repeatedly. His hips worked against his will to thrust himself deep into her core. "Yes! Release yourself. Give in to your lust, and fill me with your soul!" Travis was on the edge past the point of no return. His heart was beating out of his chest and his lungs felt on fire. His second orgasm came forth with such force that it shattered his mind. He shot his semen into her -- and with it, all his life energy. The monster on top of him climaxed as he did, moaning and savoring her own pleasure as well as the energy being pumped into her dripping sex.

The sheer spiritual pressure radiating from her soul was so intense that the stone floor beneath her feet began to glow a deep, molten red, unable to contain the celestial heat. "You call him meat, Malphas," Amora said. Her voice was no longer human, nor was it the growl of a beast. It was a terrifying, beautiful chorus that sounded like a thousand voices speaking in perfect unison, echoing from the walls, the floor, and the very sky above. "But he is the man who gave his soul so the South could live. And you are nothing but a thief in the dark." Amora tilted her head back. She opened her mouth, and from her glowing chest, she unleashed a roar.

She was supposed to be showered with her mother’s love, cradled by warmth and gentleness yet, because of him, she was being denied it, her very existence labelled a sin. "Don’t do this, Amara," he whispered, his gaze never wavering from the peaceful face of their daughter. "She never asked to be born into a world where her own mother despises her existence." Slowly, he looked up, his dark eyes meeting her cold, ocean-blue stare, a silent plea in his gaze. "If you need someone to hate, hate me. But don’t punish her for my sins."

He was enjoying being in control far too much, especially with Azriel limping so beautifully because of him. Damn, this was the perfect life, filled with sin of his lovers.