Lust Sin Novels & Stories

She closed her eyes, breathing deeply, ready to embrace what was to come. Then, with a swift yet tender motion, Arlo bit into her side neck. A sharp sting erupted, an immediate burst of pain, but it was swiftly followed by an overwhelming wave of pleasure that coursed through her. Lune gasped, the sensation unlike anything she had ever felt. It was as if every nerve ending had come alive, igniting a fire within her.

Leila felt lightheaded as she woke up, she remembered nothing. The room was empty and she could feel a sharp pain in her head when she tried standing up. She looked down and she was wrapped in just the duvet, she tried remembering how she removed her clothes when she was just talking to the moving guys but her head was blank, her phone was buzzing with messages, she unlocked it to see several angry texts from Gavin. She sat up immediately, ‘why was he angry?’ She thought so she placed a call to him, he picked up immediately

’ I stared at the message, then deleted it. Typed again. ‘I’m done.’ Deleted again. Fuck! It was harder than expected, because I knew it wasn’t just about ending things, It was about admitting why- that someone else had gotten under my skin in a way I couldn’t ignore. It would mean admitting what I felt for Yas might just be more than lust. With one inhale, I sent the message finally. ‘This isn’t working anymore Trina. I’m sorry.’ Her reply came fast. Too fast.

Charlotte say like she didn't heard him clearly but she did as they all look surprisingly at him. "You are a lawyer. Am sure this would be a bad stain to your reputation. " Morris objected and Leone nod negatively. " During some petty cases in college. Majority of clients flee from their problems if they seem to loose. " Leone added " Leone. " Morris called, like they were the same age. Though they are. "I know you are trying to help. And we know you tried your possible best, but---" Morris was cut short with the small hiss of Leone who thrust his hand to his trouser pocket bringing out the envelope, Ethan had given him.

Hazel listened quietly, her chest aching with the old, familiar sting of the betrayal. "Mia was a good woman, Haze," Liam continued, his voice wavering. "She was completely disgusted with me. She packed her bags and left me instantly. I couldn't even blame her. I let her go because I knew I didn't deserve her, just like I didn't deserve you. I came back to New York completely depressed. I started drinking heavily. That day on the street... I was just a pathetic, drunk mess lashing out because I had ruined my own life."

" have you gone mad? Huh? I don't know, in which world you live? and which world you are talking about? For your kind information There is no such thing as love, in our world only one thing is exist and that is lust, But some fools like you call this by the name of love! And we call sex! If love or whatever you say it is exist in our world, and the people who talk about love, then Why they o does not do love in their whole life, why their love requires sex in the last. The thing started with love as you say also needs a bed at the end. Then if people like us only want a bed, not love, so what is wrong in it. I don't think so it wrong because we are reduced the stupid effort which peop

His silent support was a welcome anchor amidst the storm of emotions swirling within her. “So, what do you want to eat, sis?” Aaron asked, his voice gentle as he pulled out a seat for Lisa. “Chocolate shake,” Arina whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. “I will have a brownie,” Lisa chirped, her enthusiasm breaking through the tension in the air. Aaron leaned in close to Lisa, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered softly, “I guess I have fed you enough.” Lisa's cheeks flushed crimson at his playful remark, her gaze darting nervously around the bustling lobby.

Sienna didn’t sleep well that night. Every shadow in her apartment seemed longer, darker, more alive. Every distant horn, every creak of the building settling, felt amplified, as if the city itself were conspiring with Lucian’s presence. Her thoughts kept returning to him, to the intensity in his eyes, the edge in his voice, the unrelenting pull she couldn’t resist.

This was affect Silvio had on everyone; terror and anguish. Liam was visibly scared by the look of panic on his face. Liam was very well aware of what disappointed Silvio could do. There was one time when Liam unfortunately witnessed Silvio's anger when Silvio chop his chef's fingers only because his coffee was two minutes late, to say it was pleasant would be understatement. Liam was not ready to lose his limbs, not yet.

“What did you hear?” I asked suspiciously. “That you were on a baby-making trip…haha!” Justin replied before he burst out laughing on the other end of the line. “No, that’s not it…” I quickly denied. “You mean you didn’t have sex with him?!” Justin asked, sounding shocked. “We did…but I’m on the pills so we weren’t really making a baby…you know…” I explained. Why the hell am I explaining this and to Justin of all people? Suddenly, I felt more drained than before and the ache between my legs that still refused to go away was becoming annoying. Not bother to explain anything further to Justin, I hung up.