Radiant Sin Novels & Stories

This is your world, Serah. You just came twice screaming the name of the man you hate. You just watched your own reflection shatter while you finger-fucked yourself raw for him. So tell me… what other sin is off limits now? That’s right. None. Your fucking best friend. The one asleep in the next room right now. The one who sleeps buck-ass naked because “the sheets feel better on bare skin.” The one whose door you’ve passed a thousand nights and never dared touch.

It pressed against Jun’s skin, a physical weight that made the fine hairs on his arms stand up. Jun risked a glance upward through his lashes. Min looked like a statue carved from obsidian and ice. The morning light, filtered through the rain-streaked floor-to-ceiling windows, washed him in cold greys. He was wearing a fresh white shirt now, crisp and unwrinkled, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with muscle, the kind of muscle built through violence. He hated to admit it, but the sight of those sleeve tattoos pushed Min's sexiness to a 100/10. Every time he saw Min on his private social media page, he tried to make out the tattoos.

"This... the silence, the cold, the fact that I don't know what’s happening in Chicago right now... this is the only power that matters. The power to be nobody." ​Enzo kissed the top of my head, his heartbeat a slow, steady rhythm. ​"We're not ghosts, Jade," he whispered. "We're the beginning." ​Outside, the snow began to pile up against the door, sealing us into our foundation of silence. The world of the Vault and the Sin was thousands of miles away, a digital memory fading into the white. We were the result of the equation. We were the zero-point. The static that had governed our lives had finally flatlined, leaving only the steady, honest heat of the fire.

"Those are the kind of strong males we need in our alpha circle. If I were you, Malakai, I would bring him to the training grounds. Teach him to use a bone blade. He must want vengeance." "Kade Fenrir would rip your throat out if you tried," I laughed, though my chest felt tight. "I wouldn't even be looking into this if it weren't for Kade. He smelled the boy once and went completely crazy. He has a huge soft spot for him. I even told Kade I would get our best medicine men from the Silvermoon Healing Lodge to fix the boy's face. Moon-blessed salves are very rare and cost too many pack resources, so I bet his family couldn't afford them." Suddenly, my communication stone began to glow and hum

From seven of them, he's the most unique and powerful one. However, due to his Vaewolf’s ability, he would also need a specific blood to be consumed once a month. It was his weakness. If ever he can’t suck blood with the rare type, his physical ability will be affected and would lead to something problematic in the city of Cabrine. Thus, they always maintain his health and needs. Though not like the sin of Greed who has a specific human person to accompany him, the sin of pride has a rare case and they’re still seeking for a person who has the ability for his long-lasting cure.

I’m unable to hold in a growl John raises an eyebrow, “Alpha Sin is asleep and not up for visitors, as for Jessie, she hasn’t been here” “I don’t give a shit” and I shove past him, Liam following behind with a grimace. I wasn’t even sure where that assholes room was, but I started banging doors open and flicking on lights, Liam turning them off and shutting them behind me. Finally reaching the end of a hallway, I kick open the double doors of the room and see Alpha Sin sit up in bed, he looks fucking terrible. Like he was hit by a car, scrapes on his arms and shoulders, blood coating his hands, his hair completely sticking up in odd directions and a look of defeat on his face, like he gave z

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.

He doesn’t need to coax me, and he knows it. I take my time rolling out of bed and padding to the bathroom. I’m rewarded with the view of Calvin under the shower spray. The water glistens on his bronze skin. I pause in the doorway, taking in the awe-inspiring view. My body sparks to life, and my blood hums through my veins. Like a flower, I lean toward the sun. Calvin’s the center of the universe, his gravity constantly pulling me to him. I step behind him in the tile shower, lightly scraping my fingernails down his back.

The name that I hate with every fiber in my body. 'Devin'

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.