Limbus Company Sinners Books Novels & Stories

"Take it all. Just keep going." I leaned down close to his ear. "I always finish what I start," I whispered, moving my hand faster around his shaft . I felt his whole body tighten beneath me as he held my waist tight. The red light in the room made everything feel warm and hidden from the rest of the club. I had him right where I wanted him, ready to spend all his money and leave a big tip. Then the door flew open. The wood hit the wall with a loud bang. The bright light from the hallway cut straight into the dark room. I turned my head towards the door, my heart beating hard in my chest.

A New Beginning The first few weeks at Luxe Escorting were like a blur, like the world was moving too fast for me to catch up. I had signed up, desperate for anything to break the suffocating grip of my past, and Luxe seemed like my only lifeline. At first, I had no idea what I was walking into. But now, after working here for years, I understood one thing: my life had changed in ways I never thought possible.

I crawled through it on my hands and knees with my heart beating so fast against my ribs and emerged three blocks from the mansion into the cool night air alongside the distant traffic… I got up with dirt on my knees and red lipstick on my mouth. Then I hail a cab and go find it. ~ ~ ~ ~ Sinners and Saints is darker than I expected and louder, everyone wears masks and the anonymity is the most intoxicating thing I have ever felt in my life. “Basically I'm no one here, great.!!”

My hirer told me I’d be working simultaneously in two departments: the entertainment department at the club, where all I have to do is suck the male performers’ cocks before they go on stage to strip-dance; and secondly, I’d also be handling the position of a fluffer at the p**n studio, where, as explained, all I’m expected to do is make the p**nographic film actors get hard between takes. Now I bet you’re probably wondering what situation could’ve led me to this point, but honestly, it wasn’t some wild, reckless decision or a desperate last resort. It was just one of those strange turns life takes when you’re standing at a crossroads, unsure of where you belong, and something unexpected off

I moaned, unable to stop it. “Look at you,” he said, his voice was low. “All shy and trembling. But you’re not a nun yet.” He leaned closer, his breath was warm on my cheek. “Let’s make sure you never want to be.” Then his voice dropped into a growl. “You’re my filthy little angel tonight. So go ahead… confess your sins to Daddy.” --- TO BE CONTINUED… --- Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for checking out my story! I've been so excited to share Mirabel's journey with you all. I've always been fascinated by stories about forbidden love and impossible choices, and this one has been a blast to write.

Too overwhelmed by my guilt and my inability to forgive God for letting me see this dreams, and myself. *...We are the salt and the light of the world. Let us shine our light and give Satan no room to overcome the world, it is written…* I remembered every night and those red eyes, they never stopped haunting me. It had been a while since I'd cried over what I'd lost, and I didn't plan to cry now, but I couldn't stop thinking about the dream that had woken me. The amber-eyed male and how he'd stripped me of every shred of my innocence.

Roxanne Flair. The smooth glide of the limousine came to a final, elegant halt. Through the tinted glass, I could see the towering glass facade of the venue, swarming with high-society guests and security details. Before I could even attempt to process the painful, throbbing ache between my thighs, the heavy car door was snapped open from the outside by a gala guard in a pristine white-gloved uniform. The crisp night air rushed into the luxurious backseat, chilling the bare, exposed skin of my lower body.

And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy. This was only the first story in the book of our sins. There were ninety-nine more ways to damn ourselves still waiting. And I could not wait to fall even deeper.

We’ve read so many forbidden stories… we’ve come a long way with No Saints! The tension, the sins, the things that shouldn’t happen, but always do. But this chapter is different. This one isn’t forbidden. There’s no hiding, no guilt. Just a husband and his wife. A mate and her Alpha. This scene is taken from my book A luna’s Revenge, and it can be read on its own. To read Alexander and Abigail’s full story, search A luna’s Revenge by Ebi Happy on GoodNovel.

the mysterious man pouted. He then scouted the crime scene, going around the yellow line as if it's no big deal at all. He moved from one person to another, asking questions like flash. "Oh someone sure is fast, I can sense the aura of a player in that boy" Jae Min chuckled playfully. "As a player myself, I am excited to befriend another player! We can get lots of hookups!". She looked at Jae Min disgustingly and immediately muttered the three-digit words. "Eww".