Incorruptible Book Novels & Stories

I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body. When she'd had her fill, she climbed off me, satisfied. Her well-manicured fingers picked up a piece of silver from the table, then dropped it onto my face with disgust. "Useless thing," she sneered. "Bones so brittle. Can't even take a little roughhousing." The door creaked open. Vince Benedict, the brothel's manager, waddled in with his massive gut leading the way. He pinched the silver coin between his thick fingers and blew on it. Then he gave my limp leg a hard kick with his black cloth boot.

His fingers replaced it immediately—two thick digits pushing deep, scissoring roughly, spreading the lube I’d been forced to keep inside me all lecture. "Mmm..." “Your hole was definitely made to take my cock,” he growled. The wet sounds of his fingers working me open filled the silent hall. “You think they knew their star student was sitting amongst with a plug stretching his greedy hole for his professor?” I whimpered, pushing back onto his hand despite the burn. The risk—the open space, the unlocked feeling even though the door was secured—made everything blissful. My cock throbbed untouched against the desk, leaving a slick smear on the wood.

“Rune reactivation observed in third quadrant during recent storm. Corruption risk — extreme. Recommend item be secured in the vault permanently.” I stared at it. Corruption? Was that why Tori took it — to mess with me? Or had she been manipulated, too? There were too many threads. Too many moving pieces. Ugh. Goddess. This was so not how I thought being here was going to be like. I closed the book slowly. It is what it is. And then I heard it — a footstep. Sharp. Near the west stacks. I ducked instinctively, heart in my throat. Someone was here.

The witnesses who had gathered shared understanding as empathic revelation completed portrait of corruption that had filled up consciousness via calculated choices rather than external force, Kael's recovery representing growth of existing moral deficiencies rather than transformation of healthy character via artificial contamination. "Revelation complete," High Councilor Elena stated as constitutional evidence ended that confirmed corruption to be voluntary, rather than coerced, trial by combat chance for justice and not tragedy that would destroy consciousness victimized by forces beyond one's control.

attempted to sell out information to the adversaries and give critical information to a rival group in the virtual underworld. In my world, being loyal was an unbreakable oath not a suggestion. Additionally once sworn oaths were upheld with unwavering absolute finality. I looked down at the scene. It was a predictable choreography of consequence down to the mans choked gasps the sickening thud of impact and my mens raw guttural grunts as their fists made contact with flesh. I looked on passively my thoughts disengaged evaluating the effectiveness of their strikes. This was a matter of principle rather than personal preference. a corrupt variable that needs to be cleaned. The man writhed on t

Dear my beloved readers, I know this part of the story will upset some of you, but I think making mistakes is an essential part of character development. If you have read my first book Disgraceful, you should have known that the hero is also fatally flawed. However I hope Matthew's mistakes don't make him irredeemable and eventually you'll be able to forgive him. Enjoy this chapter, and please be warned that this chapter contains mature themes. Stolen Innocence

He said. "What did you mean?" Catherine asked standing on her feet. "What I'm saying is Clancy took everything." The bishop rephrased "Clancy took the whole seven inscriptions within himself." Scott who couldn't understand the bishop asked again "You know something, what is it?" The bishop scoffed bitterly "The Unholy Books are just fragments of the seven deadly sins, tiniest portions of their powers but now, Clancy represents the sins, all of them." "What?" Bella awed. The bishop heaved "Clancy is the new seven deadly sins!" He finalized.

Anatoli asked. Without turning to them, Orcenal grabbed something from his bag. He showed it to them, making them squint in displeasure. It was a book. Orcenal found it inside Harriet’s room this morning. The book was the prophecy from the other world, and the title was... [The Crown’s Diamond]. Anatoli and Ayja immediately stood back up and approached him. When they were about to reach and observe the book, Orcenal threw it to the raging fireplace.

He held it to me as if to offer me more, and I shook my head. “It’ll be okay.” He said, “It’s been long enough since you took the meds.” I shook my head again. I doubted I would even be able to finish this glass. Robust, my ass. This shit was hard. “The Corrupt are typically in positions of power.” He said as he sat the goblet down. I sat and mulled over what he said. “But not always. Some lie low, infiltrating like termites.” “So, like government?” I asked.

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