Radiant Sin Novels & Stories

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

My problems, all my failures and frustrations were gone. The whole world was getting blurred as I heard Mark's roaring loudly in pain. " Raine,Raine," Ryan! " Do you still think I'm a joke," I stammered, wanting to know before hell took me away. I deserved that one painful truth. " No, you are an angel and your eyes feel like home when I look into them," he replied in a soft voice measured, as if he was trying to overcome a stutter, one filled with empathy and guilt.

The blinding light, which had been carving through the ceiling and dissolving the stone walls, suddenly swirled into a violent vortex, funneling directly into Rowan’s mouth and chest. I felt a cold, hollow sensation in my bones. The heat that had been burning me from the inside out was being siphoned away. But as I grew lighter, Rowan grew heavier. His skin, already mapped with violet veins, began to split. Not with blood, but with **Radiance**. "Rowan, stop! It’s too much!" I tried to push him away, but his grip on my shoulders was like iron. His fingers were digging into my skin, and where he touched me, I saw the gold and violet mixing, turning into a deep, celestial bronze.

By the way his smile slightly falters, me doesn’t seem to like that very much. “I’m Cian. You’ve surely heard of me before. I’m famous in your little mortal world. For all the wrong reasons, though,” he says delightedly. I frown. As far as I know, I’ve never heard of him. I can keep the bite out of my words. “You can’t be too famous if I don’t know you.” “But you do. See, I’m a Sin, and I know you’ve heard of those,” he tells me. He clearly takes pride in bragging about his tier as an immortal.

But I’m sure as hell going to try. Raya purchases the shoes, giddy as a kid on Christmas morning. When we step out of the store, arms linked, I’m immediately blinded by flashing lights. I stumble back, held up by Raya, and try to adjust my eyes to whatever light is shining in my eyes. “Paetyn, how are you doing after the kidnapping?” “Have they found the man who did this to you?” “How has your fiancé Senator Aster been supporting you through this terrible time?” “How did Senator Aster find you? Is he your hero?”

“Blood for blood. Debts don’t die because a man prays for mercy. There is always a price.” I could feel Adora’s eye on me, but I didn't care. She was the price for her father's sin, and that was final. Damon looked up at me as if he’d expected something old to happen. But no. He got exactly what he deserved: a quiet, relentless, and inevitable punishment. He opened his mouth, closed it, and opened it again, searching for anything that would buy him a second he did not deserve. His eyes darted from me to his daughter, who stood right in front of him, now speechless.

I looked at Kaia, “So you were trained like Sinclair?” “Yup, once upon a time we were Canary and Sin.” “Yeah, and Thalia, she was Kabar,” Sinclair said with a smile. I feel like I’m in a warped universe. Adrian comes up and starts messing with Kaia and Sinclair again. “Yeah, Canary and Sin. Little badass femme fatales, Aric. If Sinclair really is your sister, you could stand to learn a thing or two from her.” I smirked, “Sinclair, do you still have the gun?”

The younger ones are already outside tending the herb beds. “Purity is not merely the absence of sin,” she begins with a clear voice. “It is the active choice to guard the temple of your body against every whisper of temptation. The world outside these walls is filthy. Lust is a thief that steals your soul one glance, one touch, one thought at a time.”

No panties were visible under her short dress, only a glistening sheen of her inviting pussy, beckoning him to touch it. "S-s-so, what is a succubus, exactly?" Cole asked, trying not to stutter. Zafira sighed in disappointment. "Perhaps I spoke too soon." She crossed her legs again. "A succubus is a demon, a unique demon who brings vast amounts of sexual pleasure to weak-willed men." She leaned forward, lightly rubbing her foot against Cole's crotch and putting the deep valley of her cleavage inches from his eyes. "And consumes their souls in the process."