City Of Sin Novels & Stories

A scorching heat seeped through the fabric onto my hand, and it even twitched eagerly in greeting. I fought against both my mental and physical desire, pulling my hand back as I struggled to maintain my composure. "Samson, you should go take a cold shower. I'll wait here for you if you still want your lesson today, but if not, I'll leave now and we can reschedule." Instead of moving away, Samson suddenly closed the distance and pulled me into his embrace. The obedient, boyish aura around him had completely vanished, replaced by a domineering presence that belonged to a mature man.

The Diamond District of Neon Sin City slammed into them like a wall — all sound, glare, and a thousand little smells at once. It didn’t invite you in. It accused you of being late. Above, the sky had been traded for a jittering grid of adverts; beneath their boots the pavement was transparent glass, revealing the "Empty Souls" picking through sub-sectors like roaches under a busted bulb. Neon pooled in puddles that might once have been water. The air tasted faintly of burnt sugar and old money, threaded with the greasy tang from a vendor hawking fried protein that nobody here could actually afford.

. His hand came up to cup my face—the same hand that had just pulled a trigger. I could smell gunpowder on his skin. "You were supposed to stay in your pretty little world where I was just a businessman who took you to fancy dinners." "Dante, I don't understand—" "Yes, you do." His thumb traced my lower lip. "You're a smart girl, Alessia. Your father didn't introduce us by accident. He knows what I am. What I do. He wanted an alliance between our families." The words sank in slowly. "You're..." "Mafia. Criminal. Killer. Take your pick." His eyes searched mine. "The question is, what are you going to do about it?" I should have screamed. Should have run. Should have been horrified. Instead, I

The stakes were higher than ever, and they understood that there was no room for error. The time of reckoning arrived, and the setting shifted to the heart of the city, where the forces of corruption thrived in the shadows. The skyline was painted in hues of twilight, a symbol of the duality that existed within the city's underbelly. Sarah and her allies moved with a quiet determination, navigating the labyrinthine streets and alleyways that concealed the truth they sought to expose.

"Don't forget Dylan, I may not be able to reject you, but I can definitely send you to the hospital in a coma. Stay away, I already have the help I need, someone I looked to for help." Sin POV I know I'm not one of the calmest wolves out there, but this woman is testing every drop of patience in me. I don't call myself Sin for nothing, the first moment I knew how she behaved anger consumed me, but then I can't deny that when I saw her in other people's arms it turned me on too, lust is also a sin. So at the same time that I want to rip their hearts out, I also want to get involved and make them scream my name in pleasure.

Then my eyes stop at Rome’s nakedness. “My eyes are up here.” His voice is laced with venom. “Hey, do not speak to her that way.” Sin snaps. "Then she shouldn't look at me down there." Sin's ears get red. "Watch your mouth." "But I guess it wouldn't matter. Because there were a lot of things that I shouldn't have done to her, but I did them anyways.” Sin’s hands move fast. The sword of darkness reappears in his hands. And Rome starts to transform.

Sounds like these 'entities' would be good to befriend, and soon. Zafira heard his mind working. She was slightly amused, and not at all worried. "I'm assuming you want me to fix this somehow." Zafira smiled. "You catch on quick." "How?" "How about we make a deal? I could very easily skip town to dine elsewhere but I rather like it here in Chicago. This town is so full of fun and exciting things to do, so many corrupt souls to claim. But I dare not spend too much time outside my lair now. Scanning the minds of men until I find a corrupt soul for my exquisite tastes can be very time consuming. You, being an officer of the law, should be able to bring me plenty of bad guys for my needs."

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.

His father was not at home but I knew Damien was inside. “What the fuck is going on?” I heard Damien's voice behind me and when I saw him, the already planned lines I had prepared to tell him disappeared from my head completely. I forgot why I was even there. He was sweaty and shirtless, and the whole thing reminded me of the session we had… the way he had held me down with those strong arms as he had pounded orgasm after orgasm out of me. I had been drunk the first time I had seen him but right now, with clear eyes, I could see what a beautiful specimen he was with his broad chest and sculptured torso. His trouser was hanging lowly on his hip and it was driving me crazy.

She gasps when she stops and sees what I wanted to show her. The cube. All of the underground clubs have this on the upper level. There's a glass cube room for the exhibitionist to have fun and the voyeurs to enjoy. Anyone can join in as long as the occupants' bracelets allow them to. Oh my god. Ava's hand squeezes my own. Her attention is pulled to a woman who's currently spread out horizontally against a cross. She's blindfolded as the two males have their way with her. Turning my head, I'm curious to see what Ava is making of all this.