Secrets Of Sin Booktok Novels & Stories

He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t. "God forgive me..." he muttered, a panicked prayer slipping through his teeth. He gave in. With a thud, he dropped to his knees right on the floor between my spread thighs. He looked utterly defeated by his own hunger. "Don't worry about Him," I whispered, a wicked smile pulling at my lips as I tilted my hips forward, pressing my dripping wetness right against his mouth. "There's no salvation in here. Just you, me, and the sin you're about to swallow. Now open your mouth and eat me."

His thumb teased the sensitive head of my cock, smearing precum everywhere. “Such a dirty little secret,” he breathed, biting down on my shoulder to muffle his own groan. “Hiding under the bed after being stretched open while your sister was right here… and now you’re fucking yourself on me again like a desperate slut.” The risk of fucking my sister's boyfriend while she was I the next room, the wrongness of it and the way his cock stretched and filled me so perfectly, Christ! I didn't want it to end. But not long after I was already cumming, spilling over his fist and across his abs with a muffled cry.

I couldn’t tell… I couldn’t even bring myself to call Tasha and let her know that her plan had worked. I had snagged a Greek god and for the first time in a long while, I was too sexually satisfied that I craved more. But she was probably still high as fuck and fucking some guy from the club. I didn’t think calling her would be the right thing to do right now I leaned against my chair and let the idea of even calling her slip off my mind and just focused on Nate’s banging body and the weight and size of his golden dick.

It was as if he had cast some magical spell on her, that this whole world faded away and all that was left was his exquisite touch. EMMA! She screamed at herself in her head. His black wet locks, his clenched jaw, that alluring Adam apple of his and that rugged stubble and not to mention those dark green eyes of his which were always filled with so much dark depth in them that she felt imprisoned. His tattoos, everything of him speaks to her every cell that this thing was beyond her understanding. Maybe he was a sorcerer for sure and was putting her under a spell. And it was working. Emma shook her head and then breathed in deeply several times. She freaking needs to gather herself up or thi

The life that is marked with their sin, yet an innocent one who deserves to live. “A taboo and your sin. Your three and this loops sibling sure holds the sin unlike any other.” Walking away as she enters a black hallowed space that is just open for her. She steps right and immediately inside as she cut in between that chronological time of the first loop and unto the hidden mark, where Jane finds the forbidden book and opens the gate of His, as her voice echoes reading the book title. “DEATH REINCARNATE.”

She had clenched her jaw so tightly and for so long she had to take a while to unclench them. “T-Thank you…” she managed to whisper when the man rounded the frame and stood in front of her now. It was very hard to raise her head—it seemed as heavy as a boulder—but she could now see his face and he had one of the loveliest features she had ever seen in a man. There was no doubt he was one of the Sinful Saints—private male individuals behind the Secret Sins Club—and to experience at least one of them meant she had been chosen. That she had been observed and had passed the meticulous benchmark that only the members had knowledge of. And she never imagined she could be with even one of them in a

He then grabbed a chair from beside me and put it in front of me before taking a seat on it so he was just facing me. "Listen up, darling, I've dealt with enough shit for the past years and I'm not in a mood to deal with more so spill the fucking beans already. Tell me where the hell he's hiding and I'll let you go." "Well, darling, I'd like to tell you if I knew who the fuck you're talking about. I've been alive for twenty years now and never have I ever heard of any Joseph or whatever." I replied honestly with a hint of annoyance in my voice. "Unless you're talking about Joseph Morgan. I tell you, that man is so—" he cut me off, "shut up."

I want to get angry right now and say bad things to Elijah just to make me feel better. I want to shout at him. I want him to bear the feelings I feel right now. But the question is, will he feel it? I'm not even entirely sure if he loves me. For now, I have to bear this pain alone. But suddenly it occurred to me that I had also sinned Elijah. I slept with another man. I feel I have no right to blame. I feel like I'm angry but withdrawing that right because of the sin I did to Elijah. "Son..." Papa Elias turned to me.

Slowly, I raised my eyes and met her chilling gaze, "The path I show you may lead to ruin, and once started cannot be reversed." As the sun sets outside and shadows lengthen across the floor, I can't tear myself away. There is a terrible beauty in this book, a seductive allure that draws me deeper within its pages. I wonder if I should put it back, return it to the shadows where it lay hidden for so long. But now that I have found it, now that I know this kind of secrets, can I really let it go? ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━

Yes, I was not going to let my marriage fail because of Fallon, I had already lost my will and life. I could tell Chris the truth and tell him not to tell anyone. I’m sure he would do that for me. But was he going to forgive me for what I did with the CEO and Victor? Was he going to forgive me for selling my body and seducing them, just to end up killing them in the end? “Listen to me, please,” I began, my voice shaky but resolute. “I have been keeping secrets from you, but not the ones you think.” He folded his arms across his chest, skepticism plastered on his face. “Go on,” He said, his tone guarded.