Sinn Novels & Stories

Sinner declared, his voice loud and thunderous. I stole a quick glance at Synn, surprised by what Sinner meant by 'Red House.' I don't even know what the Red House is all about, this was my first time hearing such a term. However, Synn didn't seem to be bothered, she was calm as usual.

Sin's eyes peruse my body until he lands a subtle kiss on my lips and carries it towards my neck, breathing down my throat as he goes. "You are making me get so addicted to you," he cries out gently, his fingers moving towards my shorts. "I am just here to work out, please," I beg, my voice a seductive drawl. "I don't think so," he muses before branding my lips on his once more, sucking and tasting every part of my mouth. I get lightheaded as I expect more from Sinclair. His phone starts pinging and he takes a step backward. "Oh, fuck! I need to get this," he mutters.

She say giving Margarita too whom appreciated and she exchanged them with a smile. "Martin is full already." Margarita tell. " Give him some water, while I return this." Ma Nicole say as she glance Margarita right earring seeing the low blinking of red light in the earring and she smirk walking back to the kitchen.

Their shoulders brushed, and Mia could feel the warmth of him so close, making her pulse quicken. As he handed her the album, their fingers briefly touched—a fleeting, innocent contact that sent an unexpected jolt through her, sharp yet exhilarating. It wasn’t just the warmth of his skin against hers; it was the awareness that crackled between them, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. Her breath caught for a fraction of a second, but she quickly looked down at the album, pretending to focus on the pictures instead of the way her heart had just skipped a beat.

That’s her luck. “Sarah, I am sending Santiago to you, he will hand you a cheque, take it to the bank, bring money to a lady named Mattia Rodriguez who will be waiting in the waiting area,” My eyes automatically moved to catch Mattia’s reaction, she looked astound but masked it before I could visibly enjoy it.

The girl aimed her gun at him but I stopped her. “I'll take care of it.” I whispered as I walked towards him. “Skisaho ki-ru, sa-chin.” I chanted as I took a deep breath. I am a Sucho or a Sin that has heightened sense of touch. Skisaho ki-ru is an Orikami we use to increase our strength. Sa-chin or first level spells are undetected by the alarms which makes it safe for me to use in this situation.

“What for? After the incident he had with the woman named Lyn in the room that time, I had forgotten about him. He's not worth thinking about.” “You said her name was Lyn?” Alin interrupted quickly; apparently, Laurel forgot to mention that information in the story earlier. Laurel nodded her head. “Yeah, Brian calls her Lyn.” “Lyn is Aaron's best friend; she's Aamber's best friend and Aaron's best friend too. However, from what I know, Brian had once chased Lyn and the woman had turned him down. Lyn herself said firmly that Brian wasn't her type and she wasn't interested in him at all.”

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

Sophia couldn’t stop thinking about him. Mr. Victor Lennox. The man who had taken her without mercy that afternoon in Kai’s penthouse when she came looking for her sister. The violation had been brutal—his heavy body pinning her down, his thick cock forcing its way inside her, the blood staining her thighs as she cried and struggled. She should hate him. She did hate him. But every night since, her body betrayed her. There was a thin, razor-sharp line between hate and something darker, something addictive and poisonous. It wasn’t love. It was hunger. A sick, throbbing need to feel that power again.

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.