Novel & Cerita Sinners Fanfic

"We are both going to punished once when we get caught. We need to be extra careful." Ang dapat sanang matatakot ako dahil sa kaniyang sinabi. Hindi tuloy nangyari. Bagkus, parang mas gusto ko pang gumawa ng bawal... ng masama. Para lang marinig sa kaniya ang ganoong kataga. Selfishness or self-will is the manifestation of sin. True love is the antidote to self-centeredness. You will not commit sin with them or tempt them to commit sin if you genuinely love them. "Kung ako lang ang mapaparusahan ay ayos lang, kaya ko naman. Pero paano kapag saiyo na? Hindi ko mapapatawad ang sarili ko, Amari..."

He didn’t even know it was me as I guided him gently through the crowd. Our bodies were so close together with his arm heavy on my shoulders. It was as if he couldn’t quite steady himself. That led me to suspect that there might be drugs running around in his system. It was a common occurrence here, spiking the drinks of unsuspecting men. He had fallen victim. Better to be a victim with me than with a stranger he knew nothing about. A smirk curved my lips. I liked this side of him, harsher, more desperate, but not in any way weak.

But Sin’s resolve was unwavering. “Sin, please,” Catherine begged, tears streaming down her face. “Please don’t do this. Please don’t push me away.” But Sin shook his head, his gaze filled with anguish. “I have to, Catherine. I can’t let this go on. I can’t keep pretending that everything is okay when it’s not. Please, just go. Go back to your life, to your fiancé. Forget about me.” Sin stood there, stunned, as Catherine’s lips met his in a tender, desperate kiss. It was unexpected, a surge of emotions and longing breaking through the barrier of their shared sorrow.

Season 2 Synopsis of Sinful Escape By DB Novels She was betrayed. Framed. Broken. Now she’s reborn. After surviving the ultimate betrayal by her husband and lover, Sera Carter sheds her name, her face, and her past—emerging from prison as the ruthless and mysterious Arianna Vale. Love? That word died the day Raven and Ethan kissed in front of her cell. Now, she doesn’t trust. She doesn’t feel. She seduces, manipulates, and destroys. Every man she kisses, every deal she makes, every move she plans—is fueled by a single burning desire:

Causing my teeth to rattle within my skull. “Sin would never”. Blythe eased the tension on my neck. I gasp to breathe the color floor.tears streamed down my face “there is so much you don't know about your dear lover.she slashed my face leaving a red mark. “ He doesn't love you..sin only loves you because of your identical twin sister. she was his bethrothed.. To sin..Not you..it could never be you..oh your going to cry.. I hope you do for what you have done.”her painful words was nothing compared to what she said next “His heart has always belonged to angel”. Blythe bellowed ad My heart painfully seized within my chest.

“ Shit what do I do now ? “ I mumble to myself. Last night was amazing , but it was also a mistake. One that I don’t want to face. In the heat of the moment my mind had been fully on the task of getting off and actually being touched. In the light of day the logic and the consequences of what happened was fully back I let the leader of The Sinners go down on me , I let him watch me groom and I came all over his face until I blacked out. Carnage , the killer , the ruthless man on the cops most wanted list. The one that I’d guess at least forty agents or cops had a bee in their bonnet for to bring down because they knew it would be their career booster.

"You should have used the yellow wolfsbane, works everytime." He gasped, struggling against my grip. I smirked at his pale face as it had lost all it's color. "No one needs a priest like you, in fact, I'm doing the world a favor. You should've confessed your sins when I gave you the chance to, maybe you could've been going to a better place or else…" I trailed off, digging my claws harder into his neck. "...see you in hell." Just then, I clawed at his stomach, causing blood to splash all over myself. His lifeless body dropped helplessly to the ground, a pool of blood quickly forming around him.

Her voice was angelic, like music to his soul. “Yeah we went for the actual pleasure. What’s your name?” He demanded, letting his tongue brush her lower lip. “April. Just April.” “April huh? I’m Sin.” He watched her reaction closely. Her shoulders shook with mirth, “The name fits you.” She made the move to get out of his arms and Sin felt his arms subconsciously holding her tighter. The moment he realised what he did he unwound his arms from around her, gave her the space she wanted while he made himself busy by discarding the used condom into his bathroom bin.

“What?” “This load. The emotional baggage,” she explained. “This need for revenge. You see each other almost every day. You call him Papa. Pretend to love him when what you really want is to kill him. Doesn’t it hurt?” Maksim shrugged, a hand going over one of her boobs to stroke her nipple. Those questions weren’t ones that had occurred to him. He wouldn’t give them any thought. “We are not good people, Cam. I’m not a good person, and I won’t pretend to be. I owe this truth to you. Sinners Men aren’t good people. Grand sinners do bad things.”

sister; it was written into the architecture of my life. I could feel Damien tense beside me. His shoulder brushed mine, and I could feel the vibration of his anger. I held my breath, terrified of what would happen next. Would he snap at Steven? Or would he, like every other man in my life, succumb to the gravitational pull of Amara’s beauty and take her side? I braced myself for the betrayal, for the moment he would realize that the "brains" weren't nearly as exciting as the "beauty." But before Damien could speak, Steven added a final thought, his voice regaining its professional warmth.