Pll: Original Sin A Novels & Stories

“Leave her out of this. She’s innocent.” He raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my reaction. “Innocent?” He leaned in closer, his face inches from mine, his breath hot and menacing. “No one is innocent in my world, Erica. Especially not after crossing me.” I tried to swallow the panic rising in my throat, forcing my voice to stay steady. “Please just let us go. Please.” Raffael’s eyes darkened. “Too late for that. I gave you a chance to live, and the two of you blew it. Now Lilibeth will pay for your mistake, and trust me, neither of you will get a painless and quick death.”

She has missed his hands holding them as they belong to him. He moulded her curves as if he was also memorising them, telling with his touch, how much he missed them. He tried to take pleasure from others, to tell his heart she was just one of those girls but he could never. He could never cross his limits with anyone. It felt like a sin. "Ahh!" She yelped when he slapped his right breast making them jiggle. Making eye contact, he leaned down to grab one of her nipples in his warm mouth.

Instead, I've always been like this. Thriving on control, brutality, beauty in blood, love for the sound of gunshot, wanting to watch the world burn. Everything. I was born this way. It was like that placenta that followed me to the world but was cooked for me to eat instead of being buried with the demons of the world. It was like my flesh that expanded as I continue to grow and now, it continues to impact those around me. My gaze lingers on her naked form, watching her thighs shake as her chest heaves. I do feel strong. But today. Just today. I've felt stronger than I've ever felt in my entire twenty three years of existence.

The other men was shouting something but she couldn’t hear anything. Her hand felt weak that she couldn't even lift it up. She faintly saw how Dye's expression darkened and a creaking sound made all the men stopped. There were cracks everywhere as if the air broke into thousand of pieces while Dye's blood painted his knuckles. “Damn it!” She heard a silent cursed and when she looked at the man's side profile, she realized something. Yes! He was one of the seven deadly sins. Jack the sin of lust. One of the king's in the Cabrine city. But, why did he harmed her? As far as she remembered, the seven of them were the closest friends, so why would he hurt her?

I blurted and the way Shaun turned to look at me, I was certain he was confused. "For what?” "This is so wrong. I have an undivorced husband” I added, but he still had a confused look on his face. "It's a sin for a woman to cheat on her husband,” I said and that caused Shaun to scoff. “I don't know how this works, but isn't it a sin for a husband to lay his hand on his wife. Not just a sin but a crime” "That's different” "You are trying to say that for a woman to be happy is a sin?” he asked and I broke into tears.

"My father’s disappearance has created crack. With so much wolves circling, and with our need for survival, we must become monsters. From this moment on, any dissent, any leakage of information, any hesitation to follow my direct command will be treated as an act of treason." The board members nodded, some pale and sweating, others with poker faces and the rest showing an ‘I don’t fear you’ attitude. But they all knew what treason meant in the Han Syndicate. Suddenly, the heavy double doors banged open. "This is bullshit!" Han Seok-jin, stormed in. He was wearing a suit that cost more than a car, but he wore it like a thug. His face was still bruised purple from where Baek had smashed it int

Expressive touch, Passionate embraces, Strong hands upon me. Oh, those hands. They ignited sensations, Intense and forbidden, Like words unsaid beneath a larger form, a form warmer, wilder, and longer. Moans beneath his sculpted body, a blend of heaven and transgression. Pure desire, a carnal dance of sin. Though prayers for forgiveness may be whispered, The allure lingers, Drawing me back again and again. ISABELLA’S POV If there was something more frustrating, it was having to stay married to a man who was not only old but sexually dull.

--- The Truth Revealed I took a deep breath, letting the truth spill out, unfiltered, unguarded. “Damien Cross was always the one manipulating everything. He orchestrated the attack, the betrayal, the chaos in the syndicate. I tried to stop him, Nicholas. Every time he moved against you, I was there. I took the risks. I bled in the shadows so you could stay in the light. And now… now he’s trying again. He wants you dead, and he wants me to take the fall.” Nicholas’s eyes hardened, and the storm behind them shifted from confusion to fury. “So you were right. It was him. And I… I blamed you. Again.”

He cradled me in his arms as I was truly brought to life. My maker was left with a black hole for a heart. A pit that devours and consumes. Lust for the life that was once his. Death and I were born. “I will always love you, girl.” Everything changed that day. I passed it on to Adam. Life entered our veins. My protector in Eden banished me from our home. He kept my heart with him. Such was the price of freedom. The original sin was love. Its coals are coals of fire. Stronger than death and the grave. The very flames of my lord. Winter came to Eden. Oh, how it left us bare. For now, I wait til spring.

Liam drew the top card from the fresh deck, reading it out with a hungry grin. “The spinner chooses who gives oral pleasure to the next spin’s target. Deep, sloppy, no pulling off until they say.” He spun it again. It slowed, wobbled, and landed straight on me. Liam’s eyes lit up dark and filthy as he dropped to his knees right in front of where I sat flushed and fully hard, my cock jutting up leaking and twitching while Ryan and Marcus stripped the last of their clothes, their hands already wrapping around their own thick dicks, stroking slow and watching close.