Empire Of Sin Book Novels & Stories

You, okay? Guilt bloomed low in my stomach. I’d seen it last night, sitting in the bathtub with water going cold around me. I’d meant to answer, I really had. But every time I tried, the words came out wrong. I wanted to wait until the weight of my raw emotions weren’t weighing my body down. Carson phoning didn’t help either. I thought I blocked him. But he was still there. A constant reminder of what could have been. A constant reminder that I couldn’t make him happy. He found comfort in another woman because I wasn’t good enough, because I was too much for him.

She had clenched her jaw so tightly and for so long she had to take a while to unclench them. “T-Thank you…” she managed to whisper when the man rounded the frame and stood in front of her now. It was very hard to raise her head—it seemed as heavy as a boulder—but she could now see his face and he had one of the loveliest features she had ever seen in a man. There was no doubt he was one of the Sinful Saints—private male individuals behind the Secret Sins Club—and to experience at least one of them meant she had been chosen. That she had been observed and had passed the meticulous benchmark that only the members had knowledge of. And she never imagined she could be with even one of them in a

Enough is enough. He began to laugh like a maniac. Putting his hands on his knees and bent forward.He was laughing like it was the most hilarious thing that he has ever heard. "Now you are going to curse me. How many have come and gone who wanted to destroy me but were never able to do anything. They are just words that are going to evaporate in the thin air and as for believing in my people I know whom I can rely on and whom to not. I do not need your advice or curse to know who is being faithful to ". He spread his arms wide. "This is my empire and these are my subjects.They are going to do what I want.If I want them to live they are going to live and if I want them to die they are going t

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.

"My underwear is a mess. My skin feels like it’s burning. I need him to know." Through the gloom, I saw Emerson snap his head toward the lattice. His eyes glinted in the darkness, fixed on mine. "Child, you are confessing sins of lust in the house of God," he said, his voice laced with a dark warning, "but the way you are looking at me tells me you seek not absolution, but damnation." "I seek what you can give me, Emerson," I replied, breaking protocol, calling him by his name. I raised my hand and, with a boldness that made my heart race, slid two fingers through the holes of the wooden lattice. I sought his space. Immediately, my fingertips grazed the back of his hand, which rested clenche

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

“You had hours. And she is still invisible. Do you understand what this means?” No one answered. They didn’t need to. He could hear their shame in the silence. Roman closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. For the first time in his life, his empire,the empire he’d built on precision, dominance, and fear, was powerless. Outmaneuvered by a girl who, by all accounts, should have been easy prey. Spoiled. Careless. Weak. That’s what the world called Elena Sinclair. But the truth was shredding through every carefully curated rumor, every polished lie. She wasn’t spoiled. She wasn’t careless.

“You don’t have to do it alone anymore. That’s what we’re here for.” Cassian didn’t answer. He kept staring at the screen, at the woman he had failed to protect in the only way that mattered, by keeping her free. The empire ran smoother than ever. His mother was calm. His allies were “safe.” And he was trapped in the perfect cage he had taught his proteges to build. The shadow behind his eyes pressed a little harder, whispering that maybe surrender would feel like relief. Cassian clenched his fists and fought it back. For now. He couldn't let whatever it was win.

Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk. However, that was when I heard the boy in my belly telling me he would stay with me after the divorce—that he would disown his jerk of a father. As such, I was convinced to abort my daughter and keep the boy, only to realize that it was the start of my nightmares. It was only in death that I realized Tina had planned everything. The boy was never my son, but a demon incarnate. Worst of all, I was beguiled into killing my own daughter!

Once again, I opened my lips to speak, but all I could do was gasp. Forcefully, he spun our bodies around, pressing mine on the cold wall, his hazel eyes meeting mine. The moon bathed his skin with a soft glow, highlighting his features—from his muscular pecs to his abs, which glistened like a diamond close to the shore. His left hand found its way beneath my neck. Not so that I might get choked, but so that I'd know he had control over my body. Of course, he did. If he didn't, I'd be fighting to get my way out of his grip. But here I was, allowing him to control my body like he owned it. Maybe he did.