His Sinful Possession Novels & Stories

"Kiss me..." My body responded to his touch. I kissed him aggressively. When he felt me kissing back, his hands suddenly went down on my booty. I can feel him growing even if there's a barrier of clothes between us. He rubs himself at me. Pushing my booty to his. Here I am being a slave to my own body again. I closed my eyes, realizing I have committed another sin but I can’t stop myself now. "Fuck!" He took my hand and put it on his dick. "Pleasure me..."

This shows that he is lusting after the throne, and will do whatever it takes to have it. "You deserve nothing but bitterness." Greed whispers. He throws an accusing finger in Sin's face. “You have this holier than thou attitude. You think you are better than the rest of us, but you are not. We are the same.” He pauses for dramatic effect. “You are greedy. Greedy for love. That you fought in the heavens, created monsters that haunt the human world.” After he says that. I see his point. I can't argue with that. It is the truth. Sin is greedy for love.

Daniel shoved me back and stood up. "Just two days, Lily. Just two days left for your lover boy to hand over the contract. Or you should probably prepare for your last wish before you rejoin your long lost parents." And just like that he turned around as his footsteps faded away. The silence in the dark room was soon filled with my painful sobs as I clutched my arm painfully. I would not let that contract get over to that monster. Ace would not do that. I would rather die. My mother did a lot for me. I would not let her down. She wanted to end his evil means. I just hope Ace doesn't fall in this trap.

"You're so innocent. No, he does eat normal food. But his soul feeds off lust that beings feel. It fills him in a different way. All brothers have it with their own sin. King Mammon is the demon of Greed. He has an intense desire to possess wealth and goods and pursuit of wealth, status and power. King Leviathan is the demon of Envy. He desires everything that other being have. Their traits, status, abilities, situations and possessions. Be careful around the brothers. There are 7 sins in total. I will explain them all to you in time." I nodded to her. Interesting. I mean, rather difficult family, but who was I to judge?

Belphegor took his hand over his face and opened his eyes which were golden as well. He dragged himself to a sitting position and he lazily stared at the woman who was busy eating and don't seems to mind his gaze on her. He could see a bit of her cleavage and white milky thighs. “ You should be glad I'm not Asmodeus ” he said. Asmodeus was the sin of lust , he was the third deadly sin. “ I'm glad you're not cause even if you're, you'd be so lazy to even f*ck me ”

Filling and grabbing another glass of liquor from the table, he took a sip from it but without taking his eyes away from that person sitting on his bed who had not even mistakenly looked in his direction for once. "Actually I have bought something, so.." his eyes wandered all over her naked frame. "I am checking my possession on it," his words made her hug her knees more tightly because they crushed her soul cruelly. She was his possession now. He had bought her like a thing and now that was the ultimate truth of her life that he was her sole possessor. "So I won't be able to return home tonight as I need to do some more deep and thorough checks on my possession," he uttered, sniggering sile

My heart felt heavy, my body trembled from anger and humiliation. Dave stepped closer, his voice lowering. "You know," he murmured, his eyes raking down my body. "I'd forgotten how sexy that waist of yours is. I'm glad to see that it hasn't changed." He chuckled darkly. "I'm still tempted to have you, Zerina. Just hit her. When the time comes, I'll be the one to take that precious virginity of yours. I'll fuck you took you can't walk. " My stomach churned in disgust. I stepped back, my hands curling into a fist. "You're sick, "I hissed.

SERGEI MOROZOV I am a sinner, and maybe my sins hold me back from ever becoming good. I simply either lack the potential of doing good, or I wasn't nurtured right. I was nurtured to rule over the throne of evil. My position was the throne of the devil, and I sat on it like one. If only those feelings for a single woman didn't run in my veins like a curse, I would have been at peace playing the role of the devil.

Dante said quietly. “It was Sophia.” “That doesn’t eliminate risk.” I turned to face him. “She was worried about me.” “And now someone knows she still has access to you.” His tone wasn’t angry. It was controlled. “She doesn’t ‘have access’ to me,” I snapped. “She’s my best friend.” “And that makes her leverage, they might get to you through her.” The word hit hard. “She’s not leverage,” I said firmly. “She’s innocent.” He sat up slowly. “Innocence doesn’t protect people.”

And though the nights would be long, the silence unbearable, the ghosts of their love lingered—painful, beautiful, eternal. The empire remained unchallenged, Nicholas’s rule absolute, but his soul bore the imprint of Rafe’s love, a mark no power, no bullet, no betrayal could erase. The world would see a man who had everything, but inside, he carried the greatest loss: the man who had been his everything. And in that loss, in that devotion that burned hotter than any fire, Nicholas Rhodes truly understood the meaning of love, sin, and survival. Because Rafe had been his sin. His devotion. His heart. And Nicholas would never, could never, forget.