City Of Sins Novels & Stories

"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.

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Sins Of My Body. Sins Of My Body was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Veronica speaks, the format will be as this: Veronica ~ “Let me go, creep.”)

's go!" Anais responded excitedly. The fate of the city was uncertain but Anais was right; her cousin Ethan was evil and there was no assurances that he would defend the people. There must be another way to save the city and Maya was going to find it. **** It didn't take long before the guards realized that the Princess was gone. Lord Nogard was furious. He knew that without Maya, his goal of becoming King would be impossible to achieve. He needed to find her immediately! "You are all idiots!! The slave trader is here and he wants to see her! Find her!! Now!!" The Lord yelled at the soldiers. "Yes, my Lord. I have all my men already looking for her," the nervous captain responded. **** Far N

I followed him upstairs, my new short blonde hair catching in the morning breeze, my reflection in shop windows showing a stranger who'd chosen to sail into hell rather than keep running. And somewhere in this city the man who'd beaten his wife to death and raised sons to be killers was waking up, not knowing his traitor son had just arrived on his doorstep. Ready to burn his empire to the ground.

Never once did I think my first time will be chained in a prison room, bent for a warden who hates me. I don't want it to be anyone else. The head breaches. Burns. Stretches “Ahh..” He paused, let's me adjust then pushes deeper. Slow at first then relentless. “Good boy.” Then he bottoms out, every nerve of mine on fire. He pulls back and slams in. I cry out. Again skin slaps skin. He goes in harder, hands grip my hips. Each thrust drives the air from my lungs. He slaps my ass. “What a tight ass

Eventually, Tina was handed a life sentence as the principal offender, while Zach was let off easy with just ten years. Nevertheless, when Zach was finally released ten years later, my daughter was already in grade school. He tried to find us, but we had moved out, and the city where we used to live had also changed drastically. With his parents gone too, he didn't even have a place to stay. He ended up fighting for turf with some homeless bums under a bridge, who eventually mobbed him and beat him to death, while his rotting corpse was only found after putrefaction. As it happened in some quiet far flung corner, there were no cameras, and the perpetrators were never found.

The Seven Sins had scattered, taking vessels among mortals, and the pairs chosen by the gods moved to seek them out. Caius hated mortal noise. The screech of tires, the pulse of neon, the thousand scents of steel and smoke all of it set his teeth on edge. He stood on the edge of a rooftop overlooking the heart of the city, coat whipping in the wind, golden eyes narrowed at the skyscraper that bore Tyler’s name: TYLYX ENTERTAINMENT. Behind him, Tyler emerged from the elevator hatch, hands in his pockets, grin wide as ever. “You could’ve taken the front door, you know. You’re not exactly low-profile standing up here like a gargoyle.”

CHAPTER 142—THE CITY DEVOURS The city’s heartbeat was violent tonight. Riven could feel it in every fracture of the asphalt, in every flickering light, in every scream that bounced off the buildings. Sector Nine was chaos incarnate, and he was standing in its centre, face to face with Vex, with Luca and Wolf at his sides, and the city itself pressing down on them like a living, watching thing.

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.

POV: Dante The city glittered beneath me like a kingdom built on lies. I stood alone on the penthouse balcony, one hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey while cold night air swept through the skyline of Aether City. Far below, traffic lights blurred into rivers of gold and red, reflecting against rain, slick streets like blood beneath neon. Most people looked at this city and saw power. Opportunity and luxury. I saw rot. Every building hidden behind me had been built with secrets, betrayal, and violence. Men smiled in public while ordering executions in private. Politicians shook hands with killers. Criminals disguised themselves as businessmen.