Saint 14 Novels & Stories

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

“But you said yesterday that…” “I was joking,” he spat. “Do you not know what sarcasm is?” Vivienne scoffed. “Alright, for real, Nico. Who the hell is this?” She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “She looks like some pathetic little church rat that wandered in from the street.” Nico didn’t hesitate. He shrugged and said, “That’s exactly what she is. Just some stupid church rat.” The words cut deeper than any knife. Her prince was dragging a dagger repeatedly through her chest and she didn’t know how much more she could take.

Saint asked. "Of course not"Zion replied. They're sitting in the living room watching movies. "You're, first,Anabel and now is that hot girl "Saint said. "Hot girl?"He asked and looked at him. "That Tamara girl,"Saint replied, staring suspiciously at him. "She's my ex-girlfriend,"he blurted. "Oh my gee"Saint exclaimed dramatically. He was shocked, really shocked. "You had a girlfriend?"Saint asked. He nodded slowly.

​"Ah ... this scent. I have waited hundreds of years just to breathe you in again. And if you truly hate me so, why is your neck turning so red? Your body misses me too, doesn't it?" ​"Get away from me!" Elenor groaned faintly, trying to push against his broad chest. ​"It doesn't matter if you've forgotten me. Your soul remembers its master." "Get lost, Demon. Where do you think this is? It's holy place!” “The only holy place is by your side, Saintess.” ​Killian’s fingers traced her jawline, sliding down toward the stained collarbone. His touch was icy, yet it left a trail of fire on every inch of her skin. He gripped her waist firmly, pulling their bodies flush against each other.

Every night, behind closed doors, our stepdad had forced April down and raped her all through the night until she couldn't walk any more. Whenever he wanted to come for me, she'd always begged him to take her instead and he wouldn't hesitate, he'd spread her legs apart again and do bad things to her. I was just fifteen and April had just turned nineteen but she protected me like she was my mother. April would always ask me to stay quiet no matter the noises coming from the inner room where our stepdad was fucking her hard. I'd obeyed so I learned to stay quiet, to disappear into corners, to pretend I didn’t exist. She never told me anything, but I saw it in her eyes—the way something inside

“What if I was mated to someone else?.” Fuck Dona! How did I make such a sound! My pussy throbbed madly, itching to be touched. Reign climbed on me, sitting down on my wet pussy, his throbbing cock ruining me further. “You can never be mates to more than one man. You've committed a sin, Little Saint.” His voice was nothing but a deep low …. “After sin, it's punishment baby.” He stripped the top. Damn!! Lord forgive me, I think I'm going mad! I badly need a hand on my pussy. I badly want…

It wasn't much, but she still gained plenty of useful information. Shaking her head, she said, "I don't know about everyone else, but I have some information on the saints and junior chiefs of the Big Four Sects and Big Four Clans. The strongest would be Shar Solo, a saint of the Taran Sword Sect. It's only natural since he's a sword cultivator too." Caleb looked up at those words. "What rank is he?" "No idea," Tia replied, shrugging. "It's been years since I've met them, so I'd bet they're at least median Scion rank."

“Do not disrespect your mother in our house.” All four women looked at the angry face of a giant Saint. Although they had all fawned over him, they suddenly found themselves feeling smaller than any of their barely just over five feet. “Stand down, Trevor.” Toad ordered. Dom smirked. “Don’t make me call Clay." “Leave my man out of this.” The giant advised and the Saints chuckled as the Renegades looked shocked. “Can I continue now?” Dawg asked. “Pretty sure that Ink wants to get back to his woman. I want to get back to mine.”

Saint said and closed his eyes, claiming her lips in a soft kiss. Raven's eyes widened when she felt like some sort of electric wave course through her body. Her heart raced as Saint moved his lips on hers. He pulled away slowly, maintaining eye contact with her. Raven's gaze went to his lips before looking at his face "Do... Do it again, what you just did" Raven said. Saint immediately pressed back his lips against hers and Raven closed her eyes. ✮•✮•✮•✮

I want to be closer to him. "Are you okay?" Saint asked as I just smiled. "Yuck! PDA!" Gavin complained. "Fuck you, Gavin!" "That's bad Saint. You can't fuck me, I'm not gay bro." Gavin seems to tease Saint but stoned in position when Saint threw him his fireball. "Shut the fuck up Gavin or I'll burn you to hell!" "Fine! Fine! Sorry." Gavin nodded. "Who the fuck are they by the way? This is not your house Gavin!" Saint shouted.