Sinful Mates Novels & Stories

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All three of them were in their twenties and they spoke softly to Violet like she was their younger sister. "We want to apologize, Violet, honestly... We thought you were a cunning gold digger." Soren said with a remorseful sigh. "But you mustn't blame us, Violet. Men in our kind are narrow minded. We are raised with the belief that women are supposed to be pure, nothing else. And when we heard about you trying to steal our alpha's daughter's mate, it was seen as a downright sin and an unforgivable crime… and we judged you." Finnik said as the other two men agreed with a bob of their heads.

I want to feel every ounce of guilt and want at the same time. In my mind, Mara is here with me, kneeling at the foot of my bed, whispering the same sins in my ear. She looks up at me, daring me to resist, and I know I’m lost. I come hard, muffling my groan with my fist, the sensation both blissful and damning.

I keep that to myself though, deciding that Revel put himself in the mess, so he can get himself out. “How did you convince a Virtue to trust you?” I question. Last time I checked, Virtues and Sins don’t get along. Revel shrugs, looking around at all the bookshelves that frame the room, sagging under the weight of many books that must contain very fascinating stories. “Desiring a mate will make someone do crazy things. I’m sure you’re aware of the power of one.” Of course I am. “Do you have a mate?” Revel doesn’t respond, a shadow passing over his face. He shrugs dismissively, leaving me to think he is yet to find his mate, which I’m secretly glad about. Whoever his mate is, I doubt they des

I clenched my fists so tightly, my nails pierced my skin, drawing blood. ‘How could Mark do this? Knowing very well he has a mate that he didn’t reject, is he that crazy that he would put himself through pain?’ Mates are sacred, their sore existence is to complete the other person. There is no room for a third party, that would be going against the moon goddess’s wishes. Werewolves who are unfaithful to their mates are given a special punishment. His or her mate feels pain for every kiss or touch that is done with another wolf who is not their mate. Both mates feel the pain, the stomach hurts and there’s a burning sensation all over the body.

What I see nearly gives me a heart attack. The Alpha, the Luna, the Beta, the Gamma… they are all engaged in some dirty, grim activity. The Luna stands bent while the Alpha's balls are deep inside her, and her head bobs on the Beta's dick, and the Gamma has his mouth on her nipples, and the Beta has his mouth on the female's Gamma nipples. I stand there numb as groans can be heard as the men take their turns with her, their bodies jerking around like animals, as lust itself appears to have gotten hold of them. My chest constricts with revulsion. The mate's bond was meant to be sacred, something pure, but here it is twisted and broken into something filthy.

His mate. The word triggered a fresh tsunami of anguish that finally punched past the clawing knot of shock and disbelief tangling my words. "Mate? Y-you said I was...that we were..." But Seraphina cut me off with a jeering scoff. "Oh sweetie, we all knew our Damien would never mate with something as pathetic and sad as you." Her dagger-tipped fingers traced patterns across his sculpted chest in a blatant claim of possession. "Me and Damien are mates, fated mates. So run along home to whatever den your father begrudgingly allows you, and leave the soon to be alpha to his real mate."

I wait quietly, studying his beautiful face, and when he opens his eyes his expression is newly determined. “All right, trouble,” he says, his voice now a deep purr. “Let’s get some things straight.” He reaches for me then and I scooch closer so that Rafe is pressed warmly between us. Sinclair slides an arm easily around me, his palm pressed warmly around my lower back, and I reach out my own hand, my fingers tracing up and down along his ribs. I nod then, letting him know that I’m ready. “Even if he is your mate,” Sinclair says, closing his eyes as if he can’t stand to look at me as he says those words. “Would you leave me for him?”

Sexually-depraved men who preyed on women like Gillian. His imagination often ran wild when she was ill. He thought of her being mauled by wild animals posing as men. Everyone craved her prime body. They slobbered over her arms and legs. They tugged at her breasts with their mouths and their fingers. They put their hoary sticks inside her mouth and on her palms. They bodies heaved as they demanded gratification. And Gillian gave in without resistance. She submitted herself to the depravity and wickedness willingly. 'Like she was willing when I was acting like an animal!' Rye thought with revulsion. He was as disgusting as those men.

Season 2 Synopsis of Sinful Escape By DB Novels She was betrayed. Framed. Broken. Now she’s reborn. After surviving the ultimate betrayal by her husband and lover, Sera Carter sheds her name, her face, and her past—emerging from prison as the ruthless and mysterious Arianna Vale. Love? That word died the day Raven and Ethan kissed in front of her cell. Now, she doesn’t trust. She doesn’t feel. She seduces, manipulates, and destroys. Every man she kisses, every deal she makes, every move she plans—is fueled by a single burning desire: