Heat Sans Sin Novels & Stories

“All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut who twerks her ass and spreads her dripping pussy on camera for thousands of guys?” Her mouth fell open and closed several times opened again. Her face had gone completely pale like she was about to pass out. “Please… Nelson, it’s not what you think. I can explain…” I pulled my phone out, opened my secret folder, and hit play. The sound of her own pornstar moans immediately filled the small bathroom. On the screen, Lunar Katt was on all fours, completely naked except for the black mask, back arched

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?

Paetyn’s POV I’ve grown to despise this city. Where I used to find joy in the small things, like the hustle of people rushing by, the scent of street cart hotdogs, and the anonymity of being among thousands of people who don’t know my name or story, now I can’t stand it. The people have become too much to handle, setting my nerves on edge, and the stench of hotdogs and mustard makes my stomach twist painfully. And I’m no longer entirely invisible after the scandal with Liam. It doesn’t help that I’ve been desperate to stay under the radar so my ex-boyfriend doesn’t find me.

"What's to say this Sin won't?" "Sin's don't just kill everyone in their path, Amolet.” He hands me the hot drink, which I take into my hands gratefully. I don’t even hesitate taking a sip from it, enjoying the warmth and sweetness. "And there is no chance I would allow any harm to come to you, don't worry." I clear my throat, tearing myself away from his intense gaze. Don’t react. "Why do you need their help?" "I need a plan on how to deal with Noah and his sidekick,” Cian mutters, leaning back against the counter, arms folded over his chest.

Pure hunger. “Cynthia.” His voice sounded rough. I leaned casually against the doorframe. “You okay?” He stared at me for a long second before suddenly standing. Bad idea,because the second he got closer, I could practically feel the heat radiating off his body. “What did you do?” he asked quietly. I blinked innocently. “What do you mean?” His jaw clenched then his gaze flickered briefly toward the desk behind me,toward the tiny hidden camera tucked carefully beside his speaker.

NATASHA The apartment was finally quiet, boxes half-unpacked around me like silent witnesses to my fresh start. I had taken a long, hot shower earlier, letting the water beat against my skin while my mind replayed every second of Sinclair helping me move in. The way his muscles flexed, the heavy outline of his cock pressing against those gray sweatpants, the low rumble of his voice when he said he was right next door if I needed anything. Anything. My body had been humming ever since, a constant low throb between my legs that no amount of rational thinking could quiet.

“This isn’t something you can ignore, sweetheart.” I flinched. Pushing the chair back, I stumbled to my feet and made a beeline for the exit. Draven gripped my arm when I moved past him. Biting back a whimper, I tugged on my arm, but unlike that last time he touched me, he didn’t let go. His hold only tightened as he stood and invaded my personal space. “Listen to me this is serious. It’s not a game. You have a few weeks before your heat hits you full force, Sin. If you’re not claimed—”

Jack slowly slid his eye open while still rubbing his nose after taking a long sniff on the cocaine. “Prove it” Heat said handing me another full bottle of beer. I gave Jack a glance then at the full bottle of beer on Sin’s hand. “Prove it Sister Siren” Sin said in his hallow voice. “Unless you are lying to us” said Heat. “After all you are a woman.” I violently snatched the beer from his hand and opened it with my mouth and before I knew it the bottle was lying on the car seats empty. “Any doubts?” I asked while gasping for air.

what Sin's doing to me is a whole other experience. ... [contact with the one you've been fated with is always different, compared to others, but very soon, i'll learn that isn't always true] ... When one of Sin's hands travels up my torso, he traces around my ribs, like he knows it will entice me. My chest rises and falls with a calm cadence, as if Sin's hands have sedative abilities. He's the supernatural after all, if he does have sedative abilities, it would explain why his touch dissipates the troubling pain.

(eg when Veronica speaks, the format will be as this: Veronica ~ “Let me go, creep.” Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of Sins Of My Body. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* My name is Veronica James. I love a high, and I love going beyond my ultimate desires. Nothing will stop me from getting what I want, and that means using what I have…my body. Tonight I find myself in the same place that I find myself every night. It is a place between excitement and danger. It is a place where you live on the edge of pleasure, where pure adrenaline flows through your veins.