Secret Sins Novels & Stories

My tears rolled down when Sky entered me in one long, slow push, making me moan with different emotions inside me. “One truth, one secret.” Sky smiled as he pulled out his manhood and slowly slid inside me, creating a rhythm that made me insane. My skin began to tingle as he moved faster, rocking my hips, transmitting a high voltage of electricity that I was already crying. I was coming, seeing the beautiful universe as my whole body shook.

“My throat’s a bit sore tonight. Note to self, do not get into fights in strip clubs the night before a show, no matter how f**king hot the chick is.” The audience cheered Sed’s debauchery. Jace couldn’t help but smile. The more trouble Sinners got into, the more their fans loved them. Occasionally, they had to act like, well, sinners and maintain their mostly fabricated, dark image. They waited while Brian and Trey traded their usual electric guitars for acoustics to play their next song, “Good-bye Is Not Forever.” This song always put a f**king knot in Jace’s throat. It reminded him of Kara Sinclair. They’d had a secret relationship as teenagers. The more reckless, lawless, and out of cont

"I want something in exchange for keeping the secret." "Are you blackmailing me?" He cocked his head sideways. "No, I'm asking you to do something in exchange for keeping the secret." "And if I don't you'll tell Nick what happened? You'll let your brother know how unintentional it was to fuck. No, my bad, almost fuck his girlfriend. Do it. I dare you." I grabbed my bag off the counter and stormed out of the kitchen. "Burn in hell." I flipped him the finger, catching my keys from falling off the table.

Lily: "James, I have to tell you something. I can't keep it a secret anymore." James: "What's wrong, Lily? You're scaring me." Lily: "I know we agreed to keep our feelings hidden, but I can't do it anymore. I have feelings for you, James. Strong feelings." James: "Lily, I've been feeling the same way. I just didn't want to complicate things with Sarah." Lily: "I know, and that's why we have to keep this a secret. But I can't keep pretending that nothing has changed between us."

Then, I hear the door cilck locked and t the sound of the lights being flickered on. And oh boy am I surprised... In front of me is a bed, but not just any bed, a sex chamber bed to be exact. It's covered in silky, dark, red blankets, has a few cushy-looking pillows. Then at every corner of the bed, there's a bounding strap made of leather, meant for each limp of the body to be locked in place with.

Anderson, my secrets are not as fascinating as yours. ‘Trust me, Mr. Sinclair, I don’t have any of those fascinating secrets. I’m just a normal secretary. Nothing interesting about me’, I blatantly lied. ‘I won’t count a secret tryst with my brother as not fascinating Ms. Anderson’, he said with a smirk. My thoughts came to a halt at the mention of Raphael. How did he know about us? We were very careful. Except on that Sunday. Instead of answering the obvious, I diverted him. ‘My relationship with your brother, if any, Mr. Sinclair, is best described by your brother’, I replied coyly.

He shoved himself as deep as he could go, stilled, and said, “Open up your eyes. I said that you were going to watch.” When I reopened my eyes, he started up once more, ramming his cock into my hole and staring intently at me through the reflection. His dark eyes turned into fiery golden pools, the way they had the other night when he told me he would take care of those girls at the bar. It was the sinister side of him that everyone feared. Everyone, except me. “Oh my Goddess …” “Come on my cock, mate.” My claws dug into the drywall. I threw my head back, my gaze still focused on those piercing eyes, and felt my legs tremble underneath me. He held me up with his brute strength as an orgasm r

BEFORE YOU READ Bless me, Father, for I am about to sin. Themes: Forbidden Romance, Priest/Parishioner, Age Gap, Sacrilege. This story explores the fine line between salvation and damnation. If religious themes mixed with explicit erotica make you uncomfortable, this confessional isn't for you. (***) Serena The sound of my heels clicked with a sacrilegious echo in the void of the church. It was late, the sun had already set, and the only lights left burning were the candles casting long, dancing shadows over the ancient wooden pews.

“But when he came, I did not send him away.” Even when I was supposed to because he's to marry my sister. I can't tell the priest how selfish I've been all this while. He'll definitely judge me like humans are supposed to. “Why didn't you?” Because he was bleeding? Because he is dangerous? Or is it because when he looks at me, I feel seen in a way that terrifies me? “I don't know,” I admit. The priest is quiet for a long moment. “Desire does not make you sinful,” he says carefully. “But secrecy does. Temptation thrives where silence hides it.”

Deagan could feel his temper rising, seeing her like this not only hurt him, but it angered him that she had to face all of this alone and his own brother kept such a big secret from him. “I’m sorry Deagan, but I had no other choice.” Aycin’s voice was defensive and Deagan laughed bitterly. “You always have a choice Aycin and you chose not to tell me the truth, you chose to lie to me and betray my trust.” Aycin flinched at the anger in his eyes and went to say something, but stopped himself when Aria stirred. “I’m not doing this with you right now, not here.” Deagan caught onto what he was saying and sent him a ‘this is not over’ look.