Sin Novels & Stories

Seraphina's POV “I want to play a game tonight,” Cassian said, voice soft and husky. He held a black silk blindfold in his hand, dangling it from two fingers as he walked toward me. I was already trembling. “A game?” I whispered. He smirked. “One where I touch, taste, and tease you until you forget your name.” My thighs clenched. He reached me and gently slipped the blindfold over my eyes, tying it at the back of my head.

The contact lasted just long enough to be unmistakable. “I don’t need another assistant who fetches coffee,” Sloane said, voice still even. “I need someone who understands service.” Her fingers trailed once along Rhea’s collarbone, slow enough that every millimeter of contact was distinct against bare skin. The nail followed the bone to the hollow at the base of the throat, then lifted away as if the gesture had been nothing more than a thought. Sloane stepped back and returned to her side of the desk. She remained standing, looking down.

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S smiled at us. "Perfect! I will see you ladies tomorrow. Sally, bring old clothes or a coverall to wear. We tend to get messy in here" Mr. S said as he took the notepad and walked into his office with a wave. "Thank you!" Sally called. "Bye Mr. S" I yelled and I grabbed my stuff. I didn't bother taking my coveralls off. They didn't get too much oil on them and I was in a rush. POV Finn

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

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𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Kain I hummed absently to the music blasting through my headphones as I typed, the soft, cool breeze blew through my hair, cooling my skin and relaxing me further. I sighed as I leaned back in my seat, looking out at the darkened sea. I have to thank Seth for getting this room with the amazing view, relaxed like this, I might actually fall asleep tonight. With a big fat smile on my face. I’m sure the wedding certificate I anonymously mailed to Mr Ashford did the trick, the photos were just a necessary evil.

In his free hand, he held up a small, sleek silver flash drive, letting it catch the pale light right in front of my face. "Looking for this, little bird?" Damian whispered, his voice a low, wicked hiss that froze the blood inside my veins. Damian’s fingers stayed tight around my throat for one more terrible second. I could feel the hard metal of the silver flash drive pressing against the side of my cheek. My heart beat so fast I thought it would burst out of my chest. I waited for him to hit me, or to tear my clothes open like his father did when he was angry. I closed my eyes, preparing for the worst pain.

*winking emoji* My heart sank and I froze. The sender was a girl from his gym, someone I’d seen in his stories wearing tight leggings and a cropped top a few times. I didn’t think much of the relationship before because he posed with everyone, Ryan was friendly, too friendly apparently. I marked the message as unread, and when Ryan stepped out of the shower he smiled at me, wide and devious. “Did you send it, Pennywise?” he asked, his voice sweet as honey whenever he called me by his nickname for me.