Radiant Sin Novels & Stories

“Okay, Mojito.” An hour later, everyone is crammed into Aiden’s office. I told them what the Moon Goddess said to me. Everyone is looking very somber. Everyone except Sinclair. She looked angry. “No!” She said. “I didn’t wait my entire life to finally have a family, just to lose anyone in this room. Our pups need us. We have plans and futures to realize. I’m not letting anyone die.” “What do you suggest then, Sin?” I asked. “We prepare the grounds. Force them to follow the path we lay out for them. We have our gloves, we have been training, and I sure as hell know Julian’s weakness.”

Up close, he was devastating. Dark eyes. Sharp jaw. A faint scar near his brow that only added to his danger. His cologne wrapped around me—deep, masculine, and sensual, I, wouldn't mind sniffing him out. “You shouldn’t stare,” he said quietly. My pulse jumped, but I held my ground. “You shouldn’t sneak up on people.” One corner of his mouth lifted. “You noticed.” “I always notice.” His gaze dipped—my lips, my throat, down to my open cleavage—before returning to my eyes. “You look… tempting.”

“Holy Lexie, have you forgotten what I told you before? When I ran away back then, I told you that I’d make you pay with blood if I returned one day! I wouldn't even kill you. I’d make you live in regret for the rest of your life!” Sinastro's deep-set eyes flashed with a hint of anger and coldness. His energy grew more intense, and a black great path appeared in the sky. Unlike the great path of those four people, Sinastro's great path was full of black lights. Upon closer look, those lights were actually pairs of eyes. Those eyes were full of despair, anger, sadness, pain, and other negative emotions! Sinastro said, “Now, here I am.”

“We were just leaving.” “I don’t think so.” He said walking over to Marcus, he grabbed him. “You see she is wanted.” He growled. “Now girl are you going to come with me, or am I going to have to kill him?” he said looking down at Anabel. “Who are you?” Anabel said trying to summon magic, but it wasn’t working. “The name is Sin.” He growled. “I am one of four, I am the least of your worries, but if you do not comply, my brothers will come and we will force things upon you greater than anything Victor wants to do to you.” He growled. “Now come!”

I needed the comfort, and it managed to calm down my erratic heartbeat. "I know." Damian nodded at one of the security guards- who didn't bother looking at me. What was the deal with that? Once we arrived at the front doors, it was already opening and a man greeted us. He had a friendly smile as he gave Damian a handshake and I recognised him as Santino. "Boss, thank you for coming. I didn't think you were going to make it," he said, a grin on his face that matched Damian’s . "Of course, but I'm not staying long. Nova, this is Santino, my cousin. Santino, this is Nova," he paused for a moment. "My date."

She has grown into a stunning young woman at twenty-one, slender and graceful with perky breasts and a bubble butt. Selina is wearing a skimpy red bikini that leaves very little to the imagination and stands out against her tan skin, with straight dark brown hair, and deep amber eyes that show off her Middle Eastern heritage; all of this, combined with her huge breasts, perfect ass, long legs, and naturally pouty lips, makes her an absolute knockout beauty. She knows this, and she likes to flaunt it. I’m certain that the two of them draw the lustful stares of men everywhere and drive the boys at school wild. I know that Selina always draws my gaze.

Sister Beatrice eyed her, taking the holy Mary perfume and spraying herself after rinsing her mouth with the tiny handy mouthwash she carries about and using her cincture to hold it in place. "you didn't see me, Amari." Sister Beatrice said in a stern voice and Amari nodded in agreement. "Lord forgive me." She said in her heart. The second atrocity she saw; One of the young priest with Bethany's cousin Mercury having sexual Intercourse in one of the guest dorm room. Sometimes, Amari marveled at how her eyes sees evils and except for sister Beatrice they never know that she sees them. Amari adjusted her pillow, sleeping in a fetal position and singing a song of worship in her heart. She welco

The air splits open behind Athea like glass shattering and a woman steps through the breach. She’s cloaked in silver and midnight, her eyes blazing like twin comet. In her hand is a staff, pulsing with light , not green like Athea’s, but a cold, ancient white. Sylvaine Sinclair. The moment she appears, the chanting halts. The torches flicker violently. The brazier chokes and spits green fire before dying to embers. “You dare interrupt the Rite?” Athea’s voice is thunder. Sylvaine doesn’t flinch. She steps forward, boots clicking softly on stone.

Allistair took a deep, steadying breath, feeling the weight of the task ahead settle across his shoulders like a living thing. “Caius, Lust, Greed, Sloth. Surround us,” he said, his voice low but firm. The four Sins moved instinctively, forming a circle around him and Lucifer, their bodies poised to shield, steady, and anchor the magic about to be unleashed and to link their bond with each other.

He raises his sword and blocks the offense with a grunt, pushing me back. “Justice!” I yank on her consciousness and pull her back when I feel her anger rising. “You’re going to get us killed!” I gain control just in time to block a combination of strikes. Sin looks like the edges of his form are fraying. As if they are floating and melting into thin air. His glamor is fading. I swing my sword back and pull it around like a baseball bat with the flat side out. Sin tries to block the strike, but the glamor on his sword has faded. What’s left is a flimsy carbon steel sword that looks like I could purchase it at a costume shop, but he doesn’t seem to notice until it bends against my sword.