City Of Sins Novels & Stories

The "Universal Audit" signal was not a suggestion; it was a "Total System-Command." As Ethan Hawke stood in the "Shattered" remains of the penthouse, the "Acoustic Noise" of the city below changed from a panicked hum to a "High-Frequency" scream of sirens and "Mechanical" locks. The "City of Stone" was no longer a "Gilded" home—it had been "Hard-Reset" into a "Total Sector Killing Floor."

Jose’s POV The neon lights of London’s West End usually felt inviting, but tonight, they felt more like a taunt. The city was screaming. Every siren in the distance sounded like it was mourning Marcello, or celebrating the chaos his death was about to unleash. I stood in the VIP corridor at Sin City, watching the forensic team bag evidence like they were picking up trash after a parade. The air tasted like expensive tobacco and copper, or maybe it's because I was actually smoking a cigar.

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?

I pumped my fingers in and out of myself, my hips rolling off the hard bench. "It feels so good, Father Edmund," I gasped out, panting as I kept my eyes locked on his shadow through the screen. "I’m fingering myself right in front of you. Come on, tell me I'm going to hell. Tell me I'm a sinner while you listen to me fuck myself like a dirty little whore I am." The booth rattled violently, making me jump. A loud bang echoed through the small space as he slammed his door shut, leaving the confession booth.

He swept his rough palm over his jaw and stared at the sidewalk. Sin city has lots of crazed dudes like that one. People that violates the law and drives under influence. Well, that’s why they regard it as Sin city, ‘cause here is full of drug lords, pornstars and prostitutes that does shitty things without the government interfering. If someone wants to hold their morality in check, sin city is the main city to avoid in America. As the traffic light turned green, Aiden brought his engine alive and began to dive back onto the road. His phone blared suddenly and he looks down to see Lisa’s name flashing over the screen.

What sin had I committed? ***

~Amolet We don’t have any other choice. I have to wrap my fingers around Cian’s arm, deciding I’m not about to touch Sinful, and allow him to take me to whatever dark, cruel whole the Sin Wrath lives. My apartment dissolves around, a flicker of darkness being all that I can see before my feet touch ground, and I’m officially back in the immortal realm...And not where I expected to be.

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.”)