Sin Of Pride Novels & Stories

Elara was really finding joy in her sinful friendship with Meela, which she saw as a bright spot in her dark life even though the secrets with the Lennox men were still there. Her mom called her one day advising her about her indecent dressing which she said had gotten worse and also about how same sex making love is a sin in Gods eyes. Talking about sins, Elara was far gone in them and she was sure that God no longer cared about her bullshit. He must be tired of hearing the name Elara Voss. **Mom:** Baby, how are you? **Elara:** I am fine mommy. Just stressed a lot these days from shoots. How are you?

Even as I felt sweat trickling down my forehead, I burst into tears and threw myself into Zach's arms, wailing, "I'm so sorry! I didn't want to do it, but Tina kept telling me that I can't give birth to both, that I have to abort one of them! I was in denial, so I consulted another doctor…" "This is for your own good, Liv! How could you doubt me?!" Tina bellowed, stamping her feet. "Jim told me you were going to abort the boy too! You're trying to cut off his lineage here, after his family has gone through five generations only having a single child!" I pretended to flinch and hide my face in Zach's arms. "But you told me my daughter was taking most of the nutrients and was stronger, while t

Thank you for believing in my work. And thank you for making IRRESISTIBLE SIN something I will always look back on with pride and gratitude.

And though the nights would be long, the silence unbearable, the ghosts of their love lingered—painful, beautiful, eternal. The empire remained unchallenged, Nicholas’s rule absolute, but his soul bore the imprint of Rafe’s love, a mark no power, no bullet, no betrayal could erase. The world would see a man who had everything, but inside, he carried the greatest loss: the man who had been his everything. And in that loss, in that devotion that burned hotter than any fire, Nicholas Rhodes truly understood the meaning of love, sin, and survival. Because Rafe had been his sin. His devotion. His heart.

Dante let out an arrogant sigh. “Money? Hah, this isn’t about money. This is about dignity.” He replied coldly before stepping on Liam’s feet. He screamed in pain and an idea entered Dante’s mind. “You know what, you’re right, I am not going to break your hands.” He paused and smirked before swinging the metal rod at Liam’s legs. Liam screamed in pain. “I am going to turn you into a cripple instead…” He started beating Liam’s legs, over and over again. The sight was brutal and for a few minutes, screams echoed in the air.

Perfect. “See you soon.” He’d written it himself, fog blooming from his mouth in the cold like smoke from a sermon. She’d see it when she came home, her pretty mouth falling open in that little O of shock he used to love so much. She thought she was safe with that big bastard in her house. Cute. She thought she was strong now. Even cuter. Eden Cross had carried his sins once without even knowing it. Signed her name to accounts she’d never opened. Smiled beside him in church while his assistant—God bless Tiffany—warmed his bed after evening service.

He continued reading for a while after I entered and only looked up when he had marked the place he had stopped. “Damian,” he said simply as he leaned back on his seat, acknowledging my presence. “Selene is not right for me. She's just,” I began. “You're wasting your time,” he snapped. “This is about your feelings, no one cares about that.” “I can't commit my life to someone that has no value to me. And that's what you're trying to make me do,” I protested. “I don’t want to live a lie.” “You’re already living a lie,” he replied without missing a beat. “You’re living a lie pretending that you have a choice.”

I was suddenly reminded that this bitch was a witch who has saved Evelyn's ass and Vladimir's by evoking her powers to render the hunters so useless. “Yes I know what that means, they are fucking right now, under this roof! Do you want to add any more injury to that!” She was taken back by my statement but that's how blunt I can be, how miserable I am to feel everything Evelyn was feeling, it was so strong and Primal that I was almost tempted to lose my dignity and principles to join them. It was crazy but the thought of trying that gave me a satisfaction I never knew existed. “It's wrong! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?”

My mom shouts, crying profusely. “Don't sell your honor, please.” She whispers, her shoulders wracking with heavy sobs. William scoffs, rolling his eyes. I truly want to wring his neck and wipe off that wicked smirk off his face. But at this moment, my father's life was way more important than my pride. I swallowed the shame and humiliation deep down and went down on my knees, hearing mom's heartbreaking sobs increase. This heart crushing pain is what I deserve for trusting the wrong person. I make a face holding my breath as I bend to kiss his shoe.

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.