Sinful Nights Novels & Stories

She accepted the mask with a nod, understanding perfectly what was at stake. --- The ballroom of Xavier's mansion had been transformed into something out of a dark fairy tale. Crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow over the space, where black and gold decorations created an atmosphere of decadent luxury. Elaborate ice sculptures depicting the seven deadly sins were positioned throughout the room, slowly melting as the evening progressed—a reminder of the transient nature of power and pleasure.

"Don't forget Dylan, I may not be able to reject you, but I can definitely send you to the hospital in a coma. Stay away, I already have the help I need, someone I looked to for help." Sin POV I know I'm not one of the calmest wolves out there, but this woman is testing every drop of patience in me. I don't call myself Sin for nothing, the first moment I knew how she behaved anger consumed me, but then I can't deny that when I saw her in other people's arms it turned me on too, lust is also a sin. So at the same time that I want to rip their hearts out, I also want to get involved and make them scream my name in pleasure.

SINFUL AWAKENING Chapter 9: The Financial Picture The file arrived at six fifty-three on Friday morning. Jade was already at her kitchen table, hair unbound, wearing a shirt that belonged to Dominic because she had stayed again and her own clothes were folded on his bedroom chair, coffee cooling beside her laptop. She had been awake since five, running through the board meeting structure in her mind, mapping the angles, identifying the weaknesses in their position and the strengths they had not yet fully deployed.

Fragments of the night before flickered in her mind his mouth on her, the relentless thrust of his fingers, the way her body had betrayed her, climaxing again and again until she’d fallen apart beneath him. Her stomach twisted. She couldn’t remember everything clearly, but the memories she did have made her skin burn with shame. Tears stung her eyes before she could stop them. She pressed the heel of her hand against her mouth, trying to silence the sob that broke free. Lucian was nowhere to be seen. His chair sat empty, the only trace of him the faint smell of smoke and whiskey that clung to the air. Panic surged. She pushed herself off the bed, legs trembling, the soreness between them onl

I cock up a brow though I know he can't see me. "You say the weirdest shit, Enzo," Silas dramatically gags on the other line. "I'm calling to see if you still intend to make it tonight." Of course, the Northern Sin. I look down at my watch and see it's already past 7 pm. The Northern Sin is the only club The Black Rose officially owns. It's licensed and shit. Only, behind the scenes, the majority of our business takes place there. Especially the drugs. We have filthy rich regular customers, competitors, and enemies fill the tables and dance floors every night.

I had been holding back from thinking about that stranger and now, I just couldn't continue doing that. In that room, for the first time, I wasn't traumatized much unlike before. The sudden flashbacks of our hot make-out session helped me get through. It kind of eased me from my fear of the dark. Even just recalling the echo of his dark voice made my skin tingle and God, I wish he was right here—with me , doing all sorts of sinful things to my body. I know I should be ashamed of myself. Still, I closed my eyes as I willed myself to recall his dirty words.

The entire pack wallowed in the criminal. He and Malcolm had their kinks, but they didn’t make a business out of trading in it. The Crimson Nights ran a private club for supernaturals and catered to their kinks. Anything from blood dolls, women who enjoyed being fed off of. To those searching for pain and torture. Those were extremes, but the club specialized in milder things as well. Jordan frequented the club’s milder side in the past. He had no problem with that. What he had an issue with was the rumours the people serving were trafficked, and it wasn’t their choice.

Nina closed her eyes and buried her face in his neck and just felt her body shaking with his every thrust. They both were aware that this night had broken all the boundaries between their bodies but what about the morning of this night? Would it be able to remove all the boundaries between their hearts when for one heart…. this night was going to be considered as a love and for the other…..a sin?....A forbidden sin.....

“I’m actually the one at fault here. I lied about not remembering what happened that night. It was wrong and the way I treated you after was horrible. I'm really sorry." He cleared his throat and straightened his shirt, his eyes casted down, unable to look at me in the eyes. For some reason, I felt like I knew that. "It's fine, Adrien. He hummed. “I remember walking into your room without permission.” “No!” I blurted out quickly, my face turning bright red. “I wish you’d forget about all that." That was the moment he caught me masturbating, the thought of it made me want to disappear.

This would be her last mercy for him. After all, he did accompany her at the darkest time when she lost her parents. After tonight, they would have no relationship and she would start her new life. Ignoring the inexplicable message, Roxanne was about to leave. But it was as if the other party had read her mind. A new message popped up again. [If you don't want to let others know about last night, come over soon.] Damn it! She knew she had chosen the wrong date for a one-night stand last night.