Sin City Graphic Novels & Stories

Shit. FUCK!!!!

Or Sinclair. Holy shit.

Joelle’s pulse hammered in her throat. She knew she was playing with fire. This man could ruin her career with one phone call. But the way he was staring at her mouth again, the way his cock jerked once as if reaching for her, made her thighs press together against the sudden ache. She licked her lips once more—slowly this time—and watched his eyes darken to charcoal. “Mr. Sinclair…” she whispered. “Ethan,” he corrected, voice dropping an octave. He took another step, close enough now that the wet tip of his cock nearly brushed the front of her uniform. “I think we’re past formalities, don’t you?”

“Hmm… this is the first time I’m hearing that from you. That’s odd. But why? He’s like 20 years older than you. Moreover, he is only innocent when he is at work.” Zara smiled, cheeks warm. “Don’t worry about that. I too want to experience some sinful act too. I'm now an adult. No more 24/7 indoors as usual.” Riley grinned, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Okay, bad girl. If you really want his attention, here’s what you do. Unbutton the top two buttons of your shirt before closing time. Bend over slowly when you submit any paper. Make sure he sees a little skin. And smile at him like you know his secret. Trust me, men like him notice.”

A knock at the door pulled me out of work. I had actually got sucked into this case some , well not the case. The only good thing about doing this for the FBI was their access to the sinners files. They have more on their database than the cops had. I now had access to secret files they gatekeep. I was looking at the links they had made to potential enemies , business associates. I was studying who they believe they have had dealings with , I was also looking at surveillance that had been done on the club and on him. On all members there was a file , but they had stated the main four were Carnage , The beast , Joker and Saint. They were in most of the photos together. In most he looked right

Moonbound Deception Chapter 4: Eternal Claim The distant howls sliced through the night like jagged knives, growing louder and more menacing with every passing minute. I pressed my forehead against the cool glass of the window in the alpha quarters, my breath fogging the surface as my heart thundered in my chest. The long shirt I wore—one of Thorne’s, carrying his rich pine and musk scent—clung to my still-flushed skin, the fabric teasing my sensitive nipples and the slick heat between my thighs. The omega heat refused to fade completely, even amid the danger, turning every heartbeat into a pulse of need that made my core ache with emptiness.

“Enjoy your night. I’ll hang out with the guys.” Part of me wanted to stay, to savor the last few moments of the day with him, but I knew I needed to let my friends have their fun. “Alright,” I replied, mustering a confident smile, “I’ll see you later.” Ethan’s eyes twinkled as he added, “Have fun, Ava.”but his fingers brushed against mine and he gave me a quick kiss on the lips before he stepped back. As I watched him walk away, I couldn’t help but smile. And just like that, I joined Favour and Gift. The streets were filled with the vibrant energy of our peerslaughter, music, and the promise of freedom mingled in the cool night air.

Sofia The sun was bleeding into the ocean, a massive hemorrhage of crimson and violet that signaled the end of the world or at least, the end of our world. It was our last night. Tomorrow morning, the jet would be waiting we would be carried back to the suffocating reality of the city. I lay on the massive bed, naked, my body tangled with Luca's. I traced the line of the black ink on Luca's bicep, a complex, geometric design that disappeared into his armpit. My finger followed the raised skin, memorizing the texture.