Guilty As Sin Book Novels & Stories

--- The Truth Revealed I took a deep breath, letting the truth spill out, unfiltered, unguarded. “Damien Cross was always the one manipulating everything. He orchestrated the attack, the betrayal, the chaos in the syndicate. I tried to stop him, Nicholas. Every time he moved against you, I was there. I took the risks. I bled in the shadows so you could stay in the light. And now… now he’s trying again. He wants you dead, and he wants me to take the fall.” Nicholas’s eyes hardened, and the storm behind them shifted from confusion to fury. “So you were right. It was him. And I… I blamed you. Again.”

It was sexy enough to drop me to my knees right there on the cold floor. “I don’t understand,” I whispered, forcing a shaky smile that felt paper-thin. He stepped closer. Close enough that I could feel the heat coming off his body in the chill of the basement. “Okay.” One single nod. His eyes never left mine. “Then tell me why you’ve been staring at Daddy like you want him to fuck you.” My stomach twisted hard at the word ‘Daddy’. It hit exactly like those filthy books I read in secret—the ones where a girl gets ruined by an older man and moans the word like a prayer while he fucks her senseless. Sweet and sick but perfect.

He didn’t want to believe she didn’t love him anymore. Not when he could still feel the same fire in her kiss. Not when this moment felt so much like love. Love, just like before. He kissed her back... fiercely... and laid her down on the bed. She closed her eyes tightly as she felt the mattress beneath her. She tried, with all her strength, to ignore the truth. That this was a sin. That she was about to sleep with a married man. That after this, she’d never be able to face herself again.

Her tears were not giving up on her, just like her pain which was not giving up from hurting her heart over and over again. Squeezing her glossy eyes shut, she was about to snuggle her head on her knees but stopped, feeling that huge shadow towering over her curled up figure. Nina took her head upward and this time, her soul got deprived of every kind of sensation by finding that person in front of her again and by seeing that precarious vileness in his dusky gaze, she understood it really very clearly that this night was going to be the beginning of that forbidden sin between their bodies, hearts and souls.

Expressive touch, Passionate embraces, Strong hands upon me. Oh, those hands. They ignited sensations, Intense and forbidden, Like words unsaid beneath a larger form, a form warmer, wilder, and longer. Moans beneath his sculpted body, a blend of heaven and transgression. Pure desire, a carnal dance of sin. Though prayers for forgiveness may be whispered, The allure lingers, Drawing me back again and again. ISABELLA’S POV If there was something more frustrating, it was having to stay married to a man who was not only old but sexually dull.

That's the beauty of power: the threat is enough. The room exhales when I'm a few steps away and I hold back the laugh that wants to bubble out of me. Pathetic. I don't glance back. I don't acknowledge the whispers. I built this city on silence and consequences, and everyone knows the rules: I don't forget. I don't forgive. Not anymore. They think the monster makes me untouchable. They're wrong. The monster just keeps me alive. For now. Authors note - Okay, before you jump in — let’s set the vibe.

The word felt foreign, almost mocking. As the rusty gates of the prison creaked open, releasing a faint echo of despair, I stepped out into the blinding sunlight, my eyes squinting against the glare. Today's the day I am getting discharged after how many years of serving my time inside that prison hell. The weight of my dark past threatened to crush me beneath its suffocating grip, like a shroud of shame wrapped around my shoulders.

Hell, I sinned against my husband! I sinned against the man who put me on a pedestal. The man who did nothing but loved and took care of me like I was the most fragile thing on earth. I could never believe that there would come a day that I would destroy our sacred bond. We were still in our early months of marriage. Yet there I was, hooking up with a married person. The very thought of this made me feel I was swimming in a pool of dark and slick filth. And I couldn’t dare to look at myself in the mirror. I quickened my pace until I was already running. My light footsteps echoed against the eerie silence of the hall. But before I could open the door that separated Door 13 from the rest of t

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

My heart is imprisoned in the crimes I have executed, all alone in misery. “I.. have lost everything. I may have them but I don’t have you. You should have listened to me... I have lost a piece of my heart…. The sins I have committed made me your culprit and this is my punishment to lose you after having you.. How could I let this happen? You are mine… but you are not… I wanted you in my life. Whom will I tell about the.. condition of my heart now? You left me like everyone... You promised to stay and provide me solace...”