Romans & histoires Sin Of Greed Re Zero

Ryan This woman cannot be real. It's like God, no, the devil has sent this intoxicating beauty to me, giving me everything I want in a woman all wrapped up in one neat little package. This raven-haired woman with jade green eyes that pull you into her, and her gorgeous body, long legs, and great ass is every man's dream girl. She's an ex-model, which isn't surprising at all. Then, behind it all is a woman who looks like sexually she could keep up with me. And I'm not talking about the run-of-the-mill vanilla one-night stand crap. No. The way her eyes lit up when I wrapped my hand around her throat and hauled her away into the olive grove, most women would have been running for the hills, but

Her breasts were so huge that I ended up slurping her alluring peaks even more. Curling my fingers on her hair, I pressed my lips on hers again. I tried to be gentler as much as possible, despite whatever longing I was feeling. I didn’t understand anymore why I was craving for more. God, please forgive me because I no longer knew what was happening to me at this time! Forgive me because I could no longer restrain myself from the mortal sin I was about to commit tonight. She seemed to be crying, but I did not care. I could not stop it anymore, so I stood up, hurriedly took off all my clothes, and threw them somewhere in my room. Lust was enveloping my entire body, and my sex drive was rising

I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?

“ It’s great then. If that’s the case, then you’ll be secure about her, not leaving you again. “ The sin of gluttony playfully said with his sarcastic smile. Yes! The sin of greed has a greedy personality like his sin. He want Thea to be his completely, every edge of her. Dye’s friends spent two hours talking about an important case, and one of those was about the eleventh city of the realm. Although Dye was the one who investigated it first, but he tapped them to help in order to have an early and solid results.

I moaned into his mouth, grinding against him shamelessly, my bare pussy leaving a wet trail along his skin. Sinclair lifted me like I weighed nothing, my legs wrapping around his waist as he carried me to his bedroom. He laid me down on the bed with surprising gentleness, but his eyes were wild with need. “Tell me you want this, Natasha,” he rasped, hovering over me. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.” “I want you to fuck me,” I whispered, voice trembling with raw emotion. “I need it. I need you inside me. Please, Sinclair. Make me feel everything I’ve been missing.”

It might surprise him even though Zerus knew he was willing to understand him. Uno sighed slowly as he lay on the top deck of his yacht. He bought that yacht with the money he earned by playing with guns and people. For his own pleasure and luxury, he was able to keep up with death. But as time goes on, Uno feels that the material things he has now are useless. He didn't feel happy but he was happy now that Zerus had found the woman he loved. He wants it to change forever and live normally. He knew what hardship Zerus had endured just for the woman he loved who had long been forgotten. "I envy them." He laughed as he counted the sandy stars in the sky in his brain. “I hope they both have a h

Maverick slowly followed Zero’s gaze. Grace laid there. In pool of her own blood. Naked and lifeless. Losing the control and obeying to his inner chaos, Mavwrick felt ground slipping beneath his feet. He had never been in love, it was always business and nothing more. He had done fair share of his deeds and sins in this lifetimes. He wasn’t a saint but he cared deeply for that.

The greed that had been her anchor for the last hour had snapped, leaving only the jagged edges of a cornered animal. "Every cent, Sloane," Elara rasped. She leaned back in the wooden chair, the ropes biting into her raw wrists. A drop of sweat tracked through the grime on her cheek. "I sent the burn command from the terminal at the station. The Silas legacy is a graveyard of zeros. You've got nothing but a pile of old stones and a brother you can't sell."

“Those Reborn are tough as hell. You all saw - I was right on the edge a couple of times. If… if I didn’t have the skills I do, I would’ve been dead. Or worse.” He sighed deeply at the thought of losing all that potential revenue. “Hah, like I said indeed,” replied Szereth. “What can I say? I expected some Coin, but not quite this much. It’s all too tempting to keep going. It seems like such a waste to turn down all those lucrative offers and contracts...” Eva looked away in shame. “That’s the other reason why,” she said. “It’s because I’m getting greedy. And that greed’s causing others to suffer. That’s… not who I am or who I wanna be. That level of greed’s everything I hate, and everything

“Think on it. When you are tired of being a pawn in their games, come find us.” He began to fade, his form dissolving into a swirl of shadow and green mist. “Oh, and a gift,” his voice echoed from the dissolving darkness. “For the puppy.” The grenade clattered onto the metal grating between Zero and me. It was old, military-grade, and it hummed with the same sickly green energy as the creatures. Zero’s eyes met mine across the distance. There was no time to run. No time to throw it. There was only the hum, and the light, and the choice.