Pll: Original Sin A Novels & Stories

He slammed his hand on the table, the sound echoing loudly. Tension settled over the room like a heavy blanket. All eyes turned toward Noah. Kelvin wore a small, victorious smile as he chewed slowly, clearly enjoying the moment. Noah looked up slowly, voice flat. “Glad you finally figured out we’re not the same.” He paused, meeting his father’s gaze. “Took you long enough.” “You little rat,” Grayson snarled, face reddening with anger. “What the fuck do you think you are? You think you can survive out there without me?”

Seraphina had told him was said that she wore jewellery made out of the bones and cursed artifacts, which were remnants of her twisted experiments. Her second sister, and the most dangerous of them all was Isolde. Peter recognized her, because Seraphina had told him that she wore jewellery made out of mirror, and each tiny mirror encapsulated a soul of the victim who has once been her prey. She was a seductress of darkness. She was almost as beautiful as Seraphina herself. Her porcelain skin was almost similar in color to her snowy white hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of milk. But Peter knew that her beauty was mere a part of her a sinister intent, for Isolde was a mistres

“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.

I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?

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.”