Sin Of A Sinner Book Novels & Stories

I smile, cockily. The corners of his lips tilt upwards, clearly loving the tone in my voice. "Okay, I will tell you everything." He folds his legs on the bed. "My name is Sin. And I lived beside God in the most beautiful place you could ever imagine. I used to be amongst the angels, before I chose to love a human, and before I took the devil's side in a war against God. That was my downfall."

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.

Off-limits. And now, he can’t stop thinking about corrupting her. One session becomes two. And when she confesses she’s never even been kissed properly, Silas knows he’s going to be her first—in every possible way. But can a man like him handle a girl like her… or is he about to ruin the only pure thing he’s ever touched? Chapter One The Dare I stood on the edge of the sidewalk, staring up at the glowing red sign like it might bite me. REIGN INK.

Days passed in a haze and in each moment, I hungered for my saviour. On this sleepless day, I just couldn’t bear it. I slid my hand under my camisole and ran my palm over my breast, teasing the nipple until it hardened. Why did you leave me, you terrible terrible cop, when you could have all of me? A soft moan spilled from me as I stroked my clit in slow circles. It was his fingers touching me, his lips at my neck, whispering dirty, beautiful things. I arched into my own hand, biting my lip to keep from calling out his name.

The thin walls that had once carried my lonely, heartbroken tears now echoed with our shared moans of pleasure, our laughter, and our soft whispered declarations of love. I had come to this new city running from heartbreak and self-doubt. Instead, I found the hot neighbor who turned my entire world upside down in the most sensual, filthy, and deeply loving way possible. Every day with Sinclair felt like the fresh start I had desperately needed, wrapped in raw passion and genuine connection.

“Clean yourself up with your fingers and eat it. Then we’ll continue the interview.” I scooped his cum from my skin with shaking fingers and licked them clean under his watchful, sadistic gaze. Humiliation burned through me, but so did a dark, desperate need. This job… I would do anything to keep it. And Raphael Sinclair knew it. “Pathetic little cumrag,” he said coldly. His gray eyes raked over my naked body. “You think one sloppy fuck and a face full of seed earns you the job? The interview has barely begun. Crawl to me.”

I didn’t; have… I can’t do this. My hands reached my forehead and I shut my eyes as the breathing started to get heavier. Everything started to come into my mind. My faith, religious norms, a promise to guard my virtue, a belief of mine over the years. I protected myself from the devils just to be with one sacred man chosen for me by God but what did I do? I gave my most precious thing to the evilest satan. The father of sins.

I said with a poker face. “Seven years? And you did not do it? My goodness, Yen, is he really a man?” I looked away for a while. I couldn’t hold the gaze that made my heart jump out of my ribs. “We both grew up believing that sex should only be for couples within the bond of marriage. And doing it is a sin as what the Bible says.” “We are already in the new era where the millennials are doing it.” “I know, but it doesn’t exempt them from calling it a sin. If only young people follow that rule, there shouldn’t have been unnecessary miseries for having unwanted children and all the emotional struggles that come with it.”

I said. He placed his hands on mine, looping his fingers through mine in an act of affection I knew was even rare for his kind. Sinclair was a hard man, and hard men never showed too much emotion or so he was made to believe. But staying with him, living with the man I had thought was a monster from the beginning proved to me that he had a big heart, but was only made to be hard simply because of how he was brought up. “I-”

Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk. However, that was when I heard the boy in my belly telling me he would stay with me after the divorce—that he would disown his jerk of a father. As such, I was convinced to abort my daughter and keep the boy, only to realize that it was the start of my nightmares. It was only in death that I realized Tina had planned everything. The boy was never my son, but a demon incarnate. Worst of all, I was beguiled into killing my own daughter!