Sans Sin Novels & Stories

How would this change things between the three of us? Sin got dressed and I nervously ran my hand through my hair. Trying to make myself look presentable as he came closer, “Wrap your arms around my waist.” “Why?” I asked as he stepped closer to me. “I’m teleporting us to your dragons.” He smirked as I moved to wrap my arms around him, he wrapped his arms tightly around me and tucked my head against his shoulders. Sin tilted his head towards me and I caught the faint hints of almonds and I wondered what type of soap he liked using. The smell was unusual, but pleasant. His eyes met mine and he gave me a sad half-smile.

Even though Sin was acting weird these days, which I knew he would come around again as he always does, I didn't believe he'd be with Emma on the bed. After everything, we had together. He sure knows how to disappoint me. “What do you have to say?” I asked, as I saw Sin's mouth opening. I shook my head and grimaced as nothing came out of it. “I guess nothing.” He said, monotonously. “Nothing?!” I questioned in disbelief. “What do you mean by nothing?!” “Nothing.” Sin repeated. He rose from the bed, snatched his shirt from where it was lying on the floor, and stepped away from the room without looking back.

he adds and I don't know if he is serious or trying to crack a joke. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. I know that crossing paths with Sin was dangerous, but something tells me that disobeying him will be worse. Reluctantly, I nod my head, signaling my compliance. "Fine," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I just have to trust that he won't harm me, right? Sin's expression softens ever so slightly, and for a moment, I catch a glimpse of vulnerability in his eyes. But it quickly disappears, replaced by his usual mask of detached indifference.

Chapter Three: Weakness. (Jameson’s POV) I couldn’t wipe the fucking smirk off my face the entire evening. No matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else, Katricia completely consumed my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about those perfect pink nipples I wanted to suck until they were red and swollen. I couldn’t stop replaying the seductive sound of her voice when she offered herself to me, or the way her fingers had boldly brushed down my chest, teasing my hard cock through my pants.

“No one else.” “Damned straight.” Sinclair replies, his voice like gravel. “Goddess, I can’t wait to be inside you again. I’ll make you beg, just like this. I’ll hold my power back from you until you’re finally gushing all over my cock, and then I’m going to give you everything I have. I’m going to–”

His black eyes were calm but dangerous, and even his neat hair carried a hint of wildness Each step commanded silence, and without meaning to, I held my breath. He looked like the sin dressed in a suit. “I will go straight to the point,” his voice carried, calm but commanding. “I will rank everyone for the new academy season…” Then it hit me…a pull. Strong, unshakable, crawling under my skin. Goosebumps rose, my chest tightened, and no matter how I fought it, it drew me closer. The strangest part was it led straight to him, standing there like sin itself.

ERICA With each step I took into the dimly lit room, my heart raced like a runaway train. The club was alive with flashing lights, loud music, and the scent of alcohol and sweat. The heavy bass vibrated through my chest, but it couldn’t drown out the anxiety roaring inside me. I felt naked, though I wasn’t fully bare—just barely covered in thin straps of lace that left very little to the imagination.

He planted his hands on the sofa cushions on either side of my head, trapping me completely. ​"If I cross this line," Alexander warned, his face dropping so close to mine that our noses brushed. His breath was hot, smelling of whiskey and pure sin. "There is no going back, Serena. You will never belong to that boy again. You will not return to that life. You will be mine. Completely." ​He hovered right over my lips, offering me one final, agonizing second to save myself.

He begins to lick the woman hungrily, as if she would be his last meal, their moans fill the room as they continue their act. I feel a hand gently caress my waist and belly. “Don't cry.” He whispers. I touch my face in surprise and realize that I am indeed crying without noticing it. “This is the reason I will never give up on you. He always takes these girls without protection, and there are still many more. Heaven knows how many sexually transmitted diseases he has in his body. A chronic cheat like that doesn't deserve you.”

Hey. The message sent. I ended the night without a response.