Errorink Sin Novels & Stories

“Verity… we made a mistake.” Verity blinked slowly, her mind still heavy with exhaustion. Her voice came out tired and husky, barely a whisper. “What happened?” He shifted, turning her gently in his arms so he could look at her face. His dark eyes held genuine concern, the dominant intensity from earlier softened into something more vulnerable. “We did it without protection. I got so lost in you… I wasn’t thinking. Are you sure you’re okay with that? I can arrange for the morning-after pill right away if you want. I’ll call my doctor, or we can go—”

Before he could cut it, out of the blue he went rigid. His gold eyes glazed over for a fraction of a second, the unmistakable sign of a mindlink. His jaw clenched so hard I saw a muscle leap beneath his skin then the knife trembled in his grip, not from hesitation, but from the force of whatever message was searing through his skull. "No," he growled under his breath. Not to me but to whoever was on the other end of the link. Samuel whimpered, pressing himself flatter against the stone floor, sensing the shift in his Alpha's energy but not understanding it.

"Nothing, I just asked why she didn't call me to let me know the kids were leaving school early." Charles felt his anger burn, he was sick of her interfering in his relationship with Madeley. "How is that your problem, Sin? They are my kids as well, wasn't I with them? You have no right to question her." "What? No" Sinora blurted out angrily. Charles' eyes widened with surprise. "Pardon?" He frowned, uncertain he had heard her correctly. Sinora fiddled with her apron, as she trembled with fear.

WOMAN. Phone vibrated. I took out my phone from my pants pocket and it was from EPL (Europa-pacific Lines). I didn't answer nor cut it.... Meanwhile, Geneva Lucretia Salinas, the goddaughter of old Salinas Augustus Jackson, president of the Tinsel Progressive Congress, was presenting the grand funders for 2021, “In the honour of 2022 Mind of the Elderlies launch, I'm glad to present to you our grand funders...”

"Letting off some steam. My alpha has been getting on my nerves these past few days." "Mind telling me who your alpha is?" He sighed and clogged down the contents of his beer. "Alpha Redd. I am his beta." The bottle slipped from my hands. "That jerk?"

“What?” He walked me to the sink and made me stand in front of the mirror, I forgot to blink for a good time. Fuck, there’s hickeys all over my chest and neck, too dark that I couldn’t even cover it with makeup. I raised my head and side-glared at him, he only showed me his teeth and shrugged.

My heart was racing so hard I thought everyone could hear it. Mum laughed softly, clearly amused. “Blackmail? What kind of blackmail are we talking about here? This sounds interesting.” Nelson’s smirk deepened, his eyes flicking between me and Jameson with wicked intent. “It’s a secret between us, mum." Jameson and I locked eyes from across the living room. The guilt of lying to my parents while sitting there freshly fucked by one stepbrother — and now being threatened by the other — made my stomach twist. I can’t afford to let Mum find out I’m a pornstar.