Fontcest Sin Novels & Stories

I took off my sunglasses as I stood within a foot of Alessandro. "HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SHITBALLS FUCKITY FUCK!" Antonio said, loud enough that people all around us glared in our direction. Alessandro lodged the cigar between his lips and finally looked at me. He was also wearing sunglasses, but I could see the shock washing over him. Our eyes met, and I flashed him a grin. Shock transformed into a rage fit in a mere second.

He assured and tapped my shoulder. In the Combat Zone, my name is Frost, the leader of The Mist. Ken is Cent, Kristopher is Top, Mark is Bill, and Mike is Kid. Just like us, other Sins have their own groups and names. Following the original rule made by the fourth king, there is a dominant rule under inside the Combat Zone. ‘Use of Orikami is forbidden.’

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ADORA’S P.O.V “Do you, El-Cana, take Adorable Ronalds to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love her in sickness and in health, till death do you part?” The officiate’s voice echoed across the grand hall, slow and steady, each word feeling like a heavy chain tightening around my neck. El stood tall beside me, his presence commanding the environment. He wore a black suit that fit him perfectly, his broad shoulders straight, his jawline sharp, and his eyes, those merciless eyes, never left my face.

My eyes dipped lower to his cock which was standing proudly. His dick was heavy and hard. My throat went dry. He was bigger than I had ever imagined in all of my fantasies combined. His dick was curved slightly. The organ promised what I knew would definitely be a good time. I couldn't wait to have him inside me. "Come here," he beckoned. I moved without thinking. His hands were rough and urgent, descending on me without any form of finesse. But I loved it because Michael Bolton wasn’t actually being cold to me anymore.

He pushed his cock into her from behind. “You like that?” he growled. He slapped her ass hard. “Getting fucked like a whore while the whole city can see?” “Yes, Don,” Sofia moaned. She pushed back against him. “Harder please.” Donato fucked her without mercy. His hand went around her throat as he drove deep inside her. He came with a low groan, filling her with his cum. Then he pulled out and watched his cum run down her legs. Sofia turned around and smiled at him.

I summon my courage and look up. And there he is, like the king of the underworld, walking out of the dark, his hands stained with blood, and the other hand clutching the throat of one of the thugs. He really appeared, it's him, the king of hell, Leonardo Cassano. A demon who became my salvation tonight.

Damian? I knew that face. It was impossible to forget what he looked like. The perfectly sculpted jawline, the sharp cheekbones, the arrogant slant of his brows. His hazel eyes stared down at me—cold, unreadable, calculating. He studied me with those eyes, eyes that make me want to squirm and hide behind a wall where they could not burn through me, but my feet had grown roots in seconds making it hard for me to move. His tousled dark hair fell over his forehead like it always did in school, just messy enough to look deliberate. He hadn’t changed. Just grown more dangerous.

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

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