Sinner Novels & Stories

“That’s… not appropriate.” “Is it a sin to notice beauty, Sister? God made you beautiful. Seems wasteful to hide it under all that black cloth.” Each session chipped away at her armor. Marcus was clever, articulate, and disarmingly honest about his past—violence born from a brutal childhood, choices that spiraled out of control. He didn’t ask for pity. He asked for understanding. And in return, he offered her something dangerous: undivided attention, raw masculinity, and words that lingered in her mind long after she returned to the quiet safety of the convent.

I hung up the phone, looking at the rain-soaked road. The Sinner had attacked the foundation. He wanted to bring the house down. But I was about to go to the source. And I was going to tear the whole structure apart. ------------------------------

Cassian pulled her panties off and wiped his hand with it and then tossed it on the floor. Sin noted this with revulsion. Did he hate women? Or did he just love demeaning them? He took off his shirt, revealing heavy biceps and abs, Sinora swallowed. He was completely ripped. And on top of that, he had the face of god like man. It was hard to tear her gaze away from him. He caught her eyes, holding them in a heated confrontational stare for a moment, before turning away coldly.

I turned around, and Candy was coming out of the bathroom and down the hall. “What the fuck do the two of you want?” I snarled, gun still pointed towards them. Ronan stood up slowly. “Candy is a hunter in training, Sinner.” “I don’t go by that name anymore.” “Would ‘filthy dog whore’ be better?” Candy sneered. “Sinclair,” Ronan began, “You really are at a disadvantage. See, Candy and I are going to kill you today. You were never supposed to exist. Your mother should have been mine. Her pups should have been mine only.

Melissa mumbled. “How would I know? Not as if I'm the one who brought her here," Sin replied. “I wasn't talking to you, d!ck head," Melissa snapped, rolling her eyes. Melissa, you can call her a badass b!tch, a crazy psycho, your choice. She's very good at archery and has some pretty interesting skills. She and Sin are always on each other's neck. Sinclair, but he prefers to be called Sin. Free-spirited, a playboy who chases anything under a skirt. However, don't take advantage of his kindness; he's second in command after Aurelio, closest to Aurelio himself, let's say a cheerful devil.

She should not fall for his fakeness. “Leave me, you f*cker. Leave me,” Eizlina continued to hit his back while screaming, but choosing to become deaf to her curses, he walked out of that place with her….. unaware that this night had just begun for both of them. And this night was going to illuminate a darkness of sin between this sinful captivator and his sinless captive.

I giggled and escaped the mouth of Abia, “Don't worry Karissa, all your questions will be answered any moment now.? She said before sipping her tea once more. Sin, looking tensed, already visibly sweating, finally made eye contact with me, and I met his gaze with a shake of my head in disbelief. I honestly Don't think I can trust him anymore. Sin finally stands from his seat and begins walking back and forth with his hands on his chin. He finally speaks up, stuttering at his first few words. “O-okay, L-listen guys, I'm sorry I haven't told you about my brother all along, but you have to trust me on this one; he is no good; he's just a demon; I mean, we all have secrets. We can't share with a

Apparently, it’s the best thing he’s heard all day with the sinister smile he has on his face. The twat works alongside me. He’s what they call The Raven—another word for the executioner. He won’t hesitate to rip a man’s arm off if he uses it to hurt someone. He isn’t afraid to pull a man’s tongue out and watch him bleed and scream to death if he says something he doesn’t like, and he isn’t afraid to chop a man’s body to pieces just for being a complete moron and disrespecting me or the family. He’s a lot to handle for some, but on top of all that, he’s a professional cage fighter. Doesn’t give a shit who he beats to a pulp once he’s inside that cage.

I said. To be honest, I don't want to dive into Ace relationships at all; let them settle it when they have time. I came over here to receive some dicks and I don't want any other thing to bother me. "I guess my sister is not so innocent after all. If Ace could still accommodate her after the cheating, then she really has no say about the kids and even needs to work hard to maintain her relationship with him; otherwise, she might lose everything. And I heard that there is a beauty in Sin headquarters named Tina who has been doing everything she can to have Ace but has been failing. It is said that even after she became Theon's whore she was still trying. I don't know for the others, but at l

His look is never complete without his tousled brown waves touching his shoulders, the mirrored shades, whether inside or out, and a sucker in his mouth. Gossip sites claim the sucker is always red and cherry flavored, as it has something to do with his childhood. It’s not something I gave much thought to until now. I mean, what grown man enjoys suckers in public? Flanking him is the quietest member of the band with the infamous, smoldering stare. Jake Johnson, the bass player, gives off powerful don’t-engage-with-me vibes. I’m surprised that his looks are even more potent in person. His bright blue eyes are like Eli’s. It states in his bio that his eyes are blue. I know that for sure. They’