Primordial Sin System Novels & Stories

It made the friction sharper. Marcus spoke against her ear while he fucked her. “We have three choices. Continue under tighter rules. Stop completely. Or change everything and risk the fallout.” Freya’s breath hitched against his palm. He rubbed her clit with two fingers in time with his hips. The dual pressure built fast. Sensation concentrated between her legs. Heat spread up her stomach. “Tighter rules mean fewer visits,” he continued. His voice stayed even even as his cock drove deeper. “Shorter time. More silence. No more excuses that she can question.”

“Your father borrowed millions he couldn’t repay. Gambling. Bad deals. Desperation. The Voss Empire didn’t create his problems. We simply ended up holding the debt.” He slid a thick folder across the desk toward her. “But I’m offering you a way out. One year. You become my personal companion. Live in my penthouse. Attend events with me. Follow my rules. And when I want you, you make yourself available. In return, I wipe the entire debt clean. Your mother keeps the house. Your family firm survives.” Sera stared at the folder like it was a loaded gun. “You want me to be your whore.” “I want full access to you,” he corrected, voice low and calm. “Body and time. Twelve months. No exceptions.”

“You wanted me to come back?” A slow, dangerous calm slid over me, coiling with the fire I’d found at the bottom of that bath. “Fine. I’ll come back.” I curled my fingers into the thin blanket, feeling unfamiliar muscles tighten, a stranger’s heart thudding hard in my chest. “But this time, it will be different,” I promised. “I’m not going to be the weak one.” And somewhere deep inside, that vow settled like a seed. Awakening. Not for redemption. For sin. For revenge. I might really go to hell by the time I’m done.

“I’m your good little cumslut. Please — fill me again.” Nikolai reached around and rubbed my clit in rough circles, never slowing his punishing rhythm. “Gonna pump this womb so full you’ll be leaking for days. You’re going to carry my heir, Vivienne. The next High Priest. Blood of your blood. That’s why the goddess chose you. Not for devotion. For breeding.” The twist hit me like lightning. Not just sex. Not just power. A child. A legacy. I came violently around him, screaming, my pussy spasming so hard I nearly pushed him out. He roared and buried himself to the hilt, flooding me with another massive load. Hot, thick ropes painting my insides while he ground deep, making sure it took.

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.

His father had built an entire second existence, active and current, running parallel to the ordinary, exhausted, construction-worker life Kian had grown up believing in completely — and somewhere in the gap between those two lives, in whatever hours and absences Kian had never thought to question, an entirely different version of Marcus Reyes had continued operating, right up until the end, in a world Kian had known absolutely nothing about. He didn't know yet how deep that second life actually ran. He only knew, standing in the hallway outside Priya's office with a property deed clutched in one hand, that every time he thought he'd finally reached the bottom of what his father had hidden f

Mary turned to look at the council head and fell to his knees, “I am sorry, Sir. I know I made a mistake but I wanted to advance through the ranks quickly, I tricked, lied, and cheated my way through the system and jumped the ladder.” Klout gave her a disbelieving look. “You mean you admit to all of the crimes mentioned in this file?” Mary nodded her head a bit too enthusiastically, making Silas just furrow his eyebrows. I told him what was going on and a satisfied smirk appeared on his face. Mary began blabbering, “I am the one who was leading the small groups to summon demons and was doing it subtly. I coaxed them by leaving shiny things around them, things they yearned, gold coins, treasu

“Your second question is actually closely related to the third question. “I don't know the whereabouts of the Supreme One. After all, the person I followed was just a subordinate of the Supreme One. “I can't contact anyone of the Supreme One’s level. I only know something about Sin Capital. “Sin Capital is a holy-tier fortress built by a holy-tier mecha master named Primus. “That place is the land of the Beelzebub royal family. “After Sin Capital was successfully built, it attracted heaven’s punishment. The Beelzebub royal family was alerted, and they came in hordes to try to kill your mother and seize Sin Capital.”

I knew for a fact that none of those prayers would reach heaven. Then the service started. Father John began slowly, his voice deep, infuriating, and commanding, filling every ear and heart. At first, I believed I could survive it. Maybe if I didn’t listen, maybe if I did not look at him, maybe if I zoned out, I would be fine. Maybe I could actually endure. And then he began. “Sin.” I gulped. “Begins as a small seed, unseen, almost harmless. But if you ignore it? It would destroy your soul.