Sinner Novels & Stories

“Don't call my name freak! You, sinner!” I gulped, my world crumbled to pieces. I realize he saw something to disgust this way! I can see my end to the way he look at me. Yet I didn't felt anything afterward, and he gasped to find how I smile after all his hardwork to spied on my business. “You-” “Sinner?” I shrugged. “Sinner...is when everyone knows I'm sinned. Yet, you?” I look at him as if just him...is not everyone.

“He can really hurt our mate.” “Yes, hear your dear demon friend…Dom.” he spelled my name as if I was his pet. The portion of my ear he licked was burning and I felt something crawling its way down. I quickly placed my other hand on the shell of my ear and pulled out a centipede. “Oops, looks like it likes you.” he chuckled, his laughter filled with evil intentions and for the second time in my life, I felt wary of someone. This man truly lived up to his reputation. I noticed a tattoo on his middle finger and the word ‘Sinner’ was inked there.

Tears were streaming down from his eyes, nonstop. "It should be me who doesn't deserve to live," She turned into a numb body at his words. "It should be me who deserves to die after everything I did to you but I can't…" he paused and took his face closer to her. "Because even after everything, my life is still begging to my fate to live with you . Even after my every sin which I had done to you, this sinner still desires to live with you and to die in your embrace,"

Maddison slowly retraced her steps and went to their table, "Yes, Sister Georgina." Georgina eyed her, "What was that act in the place of God?" Maddison looked down, playing with her fingers, "I'm sorry Sister Georgina but I don't know what you're talking about." "Lying is a sin and you've committed two sins in a day, only Lord knows how much you've sinned, I don't want to report you." "Please do not report me, Sister Georgina, I'll go and confess my sins right away, and beg God for forgiveness," Maddison begged.

Maddox knows how much he’s hurt me by keeping me from the kids so why is more of this cruelty necessary? Placing my arms back over my quivering and bare body, I spin back around to meet the guard, but he greets me with the picture of my back instead. From my neck to my lower back I can see the words, ‘King M’s Slut’ carved in deep into my skin, the scabs formed from the blood loss making it out so very perfectly. W-why… What I drop down on the floor, landing with a hard thud against my back and ass, bringing my hands up to my face to hide the tears and embarrassment welling up inside me.

He uttered hoarsely. Yes, he's still hurting for Nikki's what had become. It hurts him seeing Nikki punishing himself with guilt. It hurts him seeing him left with courage to continue to live on. With confidence to look at anyone's eyes. It hurt him treating himself so tainted. So dark. So low. It hurts him seeing himself like a dirt. Like a garbage. Like a sinner. Everyone made wrongs. Grievously wrong deeds. But everyone also has a chance to changed. To repent. To be forgiven. All of them are sinners. So why? Why would Nikki feels like his a total sinner?

A silent man—that was my first impression of him, but then again, Axel kept himself silent too when we first met, but his attitude and our interactions changed overtime. Elvira then transferred to another man standing beside Cahlel. "This is Jason Sinner, the CEO of Sinner Pharmaceuticals." "Su-Aniftti, I am charmed to meet you," the man stated just as he took my hand too and kissed it. "I am easy to reach. I go to my factory in Brazil, but you will find me mostly occupying the 170th floor of OWTC." "Noted, Mr. Sinner," I nodded and smiled, taking note of the unusual word he used to call me. 'Su-A

"I know they wounded you. I know my parents are cruel. I promise, sulla mia vita, I will never leave you alone with them again. I will kill them before I let them hurt you again." He held me so tight I could not draw breath. His heart hammered against my ear—steady, strong, treacherous. He believed I wept for their words. He did not know I wept for the silk under the seat. For the tapping fingers. For the grandchild I had promised his mother, which would be born of his sin and my absence. I pushed against his chest, feeling the gun holstered beneath his jacket, cold and hard and honest in its violence. "Drive," I whispered. "Just drive."

“Too bad it's a neat one,I wanted a__” “Shut the fuck up!” I snapped at him. He chuckled before biting his bottom lip. “It's a quiet night, we could fuck right now.” He whispered and I gasped a little. I swallowed hard as the thought of his cock moving inside me filled me with different dirty thoughts. “You're insatiable.” I whispered. He walked up to me,his fingers traced my collarbone and immediately I regretted coming in here with just my V neck top. “Yeah, insatiable,horny I don't care.” His hands moved lower till they settled on my waist band. “I can see you didn't change into your night wear.”

“I want to hear how nasty you really are for me.” “Fuck,” I gasped, my head falling back as he ground harder against me. “I want you and Sebastian and Hudson to take turns with me. I want all three of you to stretch my holes at the same time. I finger my ass thinking about your cocks filling me up everywhere, pumping me full of cum until it leaks out of me for days. I am such a dirty girl, Mateo. I get guilty every single time Dad calls me princess because I am thinking about his best friends turning me into their personal cumslut.”