Sinners Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Stand over here. We want to fuck you next to the windows." "No, please... someone will see," I whimpered. "That's the point," Killian said, walking over to join us. He was completely naked now and had his dick in his hand while he stroked it slowly. Sin turned me around, his eyes dark with lust. He started unbuckling his belt, getting naked too. His dick sprung free, and I gulped. It looked identical to Killian's, the same heavy girth and flared head. "Now," Sin growled. "We are going to fill you up, and we want the whole world to see that you belong to us."

My chest tightened. “You’re just scared of what people would say.” I opened my mouth to deny it. But no words came out. Because yes. I was scared. Scared of how fast this was happening. Scared of wanting him this much. Scared that I was already losing control. Scared of what the world would say. I was scared of everything that has to do with this sinful desire burning in my veins. Sebastian stared at me for one long second before speaking again. “The next time you kiss me…”

“I’ve been called Sophia’s killer, but I know myself. I don’t wake up in the morning just to hurt people. I spoke with Asher, my beta, and we had a deep talk.” I stole a glance at Asher before looking back at the crowd. Zima stood beside Darius, her body leaning toward him, her eyes filled with questions. Darius’s stare burned into me, and I could almost hear his heart pounding from where I stood. “I have a gift for everyone here.” I pressed play. The room went silent as the audio filled the air. Asher’s trembling voice confessing how Darius had threatened him and set everything up. The crowd frozen before cheers erupted. Zima’s face twisted in shock. She yanked her hands away from Darius’s

CHAPTER 52. THE ECHO OF A SIN SELENE'S POV We are both panting, ragged breaths tearing through the heavy air of my bedroom. The scent of sex, sweat, and something raw, electric, hangs thick around us, a tangible cloud of our recent transgression. My body, still humming with the aftershocks of a cataclysmic high, clings desperately to his. My fingers, numb and tingling, are buried in the silken strands of his dark hair, gripping him as if he's the only anchor in a world that has just spun wildly off its axis. God, the sheer, undeniable truth of it washes over me: he is far from finished. The primal energy still radiates from him, a scorching heat against my skin, a deep thrumming in my bones.

Oh, Nikola, give me one solid reason I should let you live. Since childhood, you were a rebel. We never bonded well. You stabbed me, embarrassed me, played unfair countless times but this. I wasn’t looking for this. You proved me you were my enemy. I never had any weakness in the past that could let you hurt my emotions but unfortunately, when I got one, you played your card well. Now, it’s my turn. I’d turn your love life into burning ashes that will make you regret your actions. I’ll come for your mistress; Bella. Stop me if you can.

“We were just leaving.” “I don’t think so.” He said walking over to Marcus, he grabbed him. “You see she is wanted.” He growled. “Now girl are you going to come with me, or am I going to have to kill him?” he said looking down at Anabel. “Who are you?” Anabel said trying to summon magic, but it wasn’t working. “The name is Sin.” He growled. “I am one of four, I am the least of your worries, but if you do not comply, my brothers will come and we will force things upon you greater than anything Victor wants to do to you.” He growled. “Now come!”

I slid my fingers down, slicking them in my own wetness, and began to slowly caress my cl*t right in front of his eyes. "I'm so fucking hot for you, Father," I groaned, arching my back and shuddering as my thumb circled my cl*t. "And I'm all yours. I'm your little sinner, and this p*ssy is the altar you need to worship today. Come on, Father. Give in to the temptation. Put your holy tongue right here and clean me up." He let out a tortured breath, his knees visibly trembling. He looked trapped between heaven and hell, his eyes pinned to my fingers sliding over my soaking cl*t.

And yet, all I could think about was the way he looked at me, the way he dropped to his knees on his own dining room floor and handed me the key to his life, and that massive, unimaginable length between his legs that had stretched me open last night in a way no man ever had. "You stupid, desperate, nasty bitch," I cursed at myself, digging my nails into my jeans. "You disgusting, hypocritical little slut. You stand there crying to him about your mom and your principles, and then the second he pulls you close, you melt right into his chest like a pathetic, horny teenager. You're so dirty. You're a sick, wretched, shameless bitch, Sophia. You're falling for him. You actually have feelings for

"Shinee, you're wrong. Does your past unnerve me, yes. But I'm not looking to change you or to hope you have other abilities. Trust me, I want nothing more than for you to be who you tell me you are, for you to be who you act like when you're with me." It couldn't be more true. As much as I would like to believe that the kindness Shinee has extended me recently is a part of his behavior, of his personality, I know better. He is a Sin, one who has lived a long time, and has made more mistakes than I could ever imagine. That I know for certain.

Lucifer asked her as he snaked his hand around her waist pulling her close to him admist the stares he was receiving from people around and the sins. “ Yes...I'm fine ” Skyler said and then Lucifer looked ahead to the six sins in front of him who all had a resemblance of him in them, apart from Beelzebub who was the only female among them. “ My angel did you remember the six sins I told you about that night in our room ” He asked her and she nodded her head. “ Yes I remembered ” She said and Lucifer looked at her with a smile on his lips which surprised the sins because ever since they had known and been with him they had never seen him smile before not even once.