Sinful Soft Novels & Stories

BOOK 1: THE SHEPHERD'S SIN SYNOPSIS: "Some sins are too delicious to confess. Enter at your own risk. Once you cross the line, there is no going back.” Step into a world where the lines between pleasure and pain are blurred, and the word 'forbidden' is merely an invitation. The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire.

He wasn’t allowed to see me naked whenever he got an opportunity. “You were sleeping, I didn’t feel like waking you up so I took you here and got you in these…” He gestured to my nightwear, “By these…sinful hands,” I sighed heavily. At least he knew he was a sinful man. A night had changed everything about him in my eyes, from a gentleman to a pathetic man, it was a true journey of hatred.

Aziel I looked at the peacefully sleeping girl by my side. She was snoring a little and looked so pure and innocent in her sleep. I still didn’t know if I could trust how innocent she looked since she was their daughter after all. The criminals that were masquerading as socialites. I didn’t think that the bruise was just from a fall. I could tell that she was hiding something from me and I wanted to find out what it was not I needed to. When I first met her I couldn’t even recognize her because she was so different from her picture. One thing was for sure that she was so much more beautiful but the photo could not capture the pain and the darkness behind her eyes.

I don’t care about being right, I just want this to end. Sinful comes to stand in front of me. He hasn’t changed an inch. He still wears that tailored jacket threaded with pure violet to match those imposing eyes. And of course, there is that iconic scent of jasmine. “What are you doing here?” Kael questions, expression darkening at the sight of the Immortal. Sinful’s smile stretches. “I need to speak with you. And since your mate is such a know it all, she can come too,” Sinful says brightly, as if the news would simple delight us. My jaw clenches in anger, but I can’t get my say in.

"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.

The soft fabric brushed my hard nipples with every movement, sending little sparks straight to my clit. By the time evening came, I was a mess of anticipation and lingering heartbreak. Sinclair’s invitation for dinner at his place kept echoing in my head. Part of me wanted to cancel, to protect the fragile new start I was trying to build. The bigger part of me — the part that had been starved and called boring — wanted to walk next door and let him devour me.

Chapter 3: Sacrilegious Surrender The weight of our escalating sins pressed upon me like the stone walls of the convent, unyielding and cold. Each dawn brought the tolling bells, calling us to prayer, but my devotions had twisted into something profane. From the pulpit, I spoke of redemption, yet my gaze lingered on Elena during mass, her form shrouded in black but her posture betraying the subtle shifts—thighs pressing together, cheeks heating under the veil. She was unraveling, her faith fracturing under the onslaught of desire, and I reveled in it. The priest in me recoiled, whispering of damnation, but the man—the dominant force she'd awakened—yearned to push further, to bind her not jus

or for him to fuck me? “I can't hear you, Olivia.” Rowan rasped, his left hand traveling under my shirt squeezing the cup of my bra. “Make me your little slut.” I moaned. “Am already wet—” That was all he needed, he slapped my ass “Keeping the soft ass for me.”

Their eyes stayed on us, unblinking, as we moved together without shame, so exposed it felt unreal, like desire had forgotten it was supposed to be private. “Ahhh… fuck,” I growled, throwing my head back as she took my balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.” “She’s good,” Lilith muttered, not bothering to lower her voice. Ruth’s breasts shifted with every slow movement along my length, the soft weight of them rising and falling in my line of sight. The gentle curve, the way they moved so helplessly with her rhythm, pulled a low, aching want from my chest, raw and immediate, impossible to ignore

His entire body went rigid, his muscles shaking violently as he shot a thick, hot wave of cum deep inside my pussy, filling me up until it was spilling out. We stayed pinned against that glass window for a very long time, both of us panting for breath, our sweat mixing together as the city lights twinkled far below us. The sin was committed. It was beautiful, it was wrong, and as Julian slowly pulled his thick dick out and wrapped his strong arms around my shaking, naked body, I knew neither of us could ever go back to the way things were before.