Sinful Lust Novels & Stories

Sin and I are one right now, the feelings of others are fuel for our power to increase and I began to climb those tentacles. I know that my white fur stands out against that black mass of corruption, pain, shadows and despair, because after all, Sins are part of it all too, aren't they? What is lust but the corruption of chastity? And this is just one of the examples of what I am, of what Sin is... In this life, Sin had accepted to be reincarnated as a Wolf, but that didn't mean he was just a wolf... He is a force by himself and I know I still have a lot to learn and a lot to control.

That he might break my heart if he got the chance so I wanted to distance myself from him. I could not give him the chance to break the walls around my heart. I really hoped he would stop doing whatever it was that he was doing and ignore me or hate me altogether like everyone else. I couldn’t for the love of god figure out what it was that pulled me to him like a moth to a flame , it was not just his good looks but the pain behind his smiling eyes which was almost similar to mine but not quiet. He thought he was hiding it well from everyone but I could tell just like I could tell that there was evil in my parents.

He was so lost in both lust and passion that he didn't move away when Ray finally claimed his lips. The kiss is full of carnality, full of need for each other. Justin couldn't prevent himself from moaning when Ray slides his tongue inside his mouth, tasting his sweetness with such carnality that made Justin's knees buckle. Ray suddenly lifted him up, his hands supporting Justin's thighs as he placed him on top of the counter. He settled himself between the brunet's legs, his hand caressing his side. Justin felt so lost. He could feel himself drowning in the pool of lust called Grey Ray and he doesn't know how to get out.

44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

He belonged with me. Not because I loved him, not in the traditional sense. Love was a messy emotion, and frankly, it had gotten me nowhere in the past. No, what I craved was something far more potent – the satisfaction of knowing I could have him back, whenever I wanted. It was the ultimate power move, a public declaration that I was still desirable, still the envy of every woman.

Every image of him with her burned through me like fire, and the guilt mixed with jealousy until I couldn’t tell which was worse. Chiara’s voice echoed in my head — He’s trouble. Elena’s too — You can’t play with him and walk away. They were right. And still, I couldn’t stop wanting to hurt him back. To make him feel what he’d made me feel. I stood up, breathing hard, my reflection trembling in the fountain water. “Fine,” I whispered to myself. “If he wants to play, I’ll play too.” My hands curled into fists. The guilt faded, replaced by something colder, sharper.

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

My breathing was abnormal, the feeling was squeezing my chest. "Please, don't let him come closer!" I almost begged, I pleaded. Silvio smirked against my skin. "Tell me what I want to hear first." Silvio knew how to get things done his way. By hook or crook. I frantically nodded, ignoring the fact that I may have sealed a deal with the devil himself. He was sinister, a cunning man, he knew what he wanted and he knew how to get it. "Words, cara." He kissed the side of my neck, I held back the urge to moan. His lips were as siniser as him.

Why? What sin did I do to deserve such a heartless punishment? I loved a werewolf. Is love a sin? If so, God is the one to be punished for giving me the ability to love a beast. God, including your Moon Goddess, is the one to blame, not me or my baby. Mark my words, you will pay. You will pay for the slow death my baby and I are suffering now. You will regret the minute you left me to die, tied up here, on this tree.

We did nothing more than just sleep though and the next morning I raced back home. "I know she is," I confirmed, "She's just a little disappointed in me for not making better choices when it comes to Alina. It's just that I don't feel in control of my own body in those times," with a shrug and a groan I murmured, "sometimes I think I'm possessed or some shit." "You're a half demon and so is she. Lust is one of the seven deadly sins. Keep that in mind," he didn't seem fazed by the topic or uncomfortable but I knew deep down he was itching for this conversation to end.