Sins World Novels & Stories

The actual fact becomes the realistic nature of what we might had seen there after the dreadful night had passed away so deeply quiet and a reassurance of a seeming hope of reassembling back to the sinful world which we lived in. A wicked world , a planet filled of no virtues but more vices. But where there was no commandment there should be no sin. Was it that my planet was ignorant of this or was it that this was another changing world which the Big Book had promised and that it shall all come to past at the hours when it was programmed by the Almighty.

"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.

ARC 5: SENSORY OVERLORD (pun intended) WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, non-consensual sensory manipulation, mind-breaking psychological domination, public use and humiliation, forced orgasms. All set in a superpowered world. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores desire without restraint and destructive power fantasies. ---- Mark Crowe's POV I didn’t hate my life. Hate was too small a word,it was too simple

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

A general at war: cast off the ballast to sink the enemy’s ship more surely. I sit on my bed, legs folded against my chest. I could look into it. A clinic in a nearby town. Make an appointment. Invent an excuse for a day’s absence. Use money I don’t yet have… but could steal, after all. One theft. One sin to erase another far greater one. One sin. The word is there. Sin. It belongs to no religion I practice, to no doctrine I consciously follow. And yet it is lodged deep inside me like a poisoned thorn.

“While I can still feel the truth driving into me.” His breath hitched, and for a flicker of a second—he was vulnerable. Real. “She wanted more than me,” he said hoarsely. “She wanted my power. She thought if she seduced it out of me, she could control it. Rule beside me.” Lydia swallowed hard. “And?” “She used the Seventh Sin without understanding it. She called on what lives below this house. It nearly killed us both.” “What is the Seventh Sin?” He brushed her hair from her face. “It’s not just power, Lydia. It’s addiction. Once you touch it, you crave it. You beg for it. You lose yourself in it.”

"We found them." "Oh thank god." Seb muttered a quick prayer to god, thanking him. I didn't blame him. He had always been the religious one. "It was about time." "I agree." Aiden sighed. "Good work, man. Fuck, really." "I didn't doubt you for a second." Rowan winked. "By the way, Seb. God had nothing to do with him. Only Cain."

“ 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.

The envy he has for the soul that would live under the stars can be very common there. - So basically, all 7 sins that humans talk about: Gluttony, Sloth, Lust, Pride, Wrath, Envy, and Greed. - Great Dragon in the sky, how are we going to be able to see all this? We've already used up half the days we had.

I asked retreating my hand. He wasn’t acting out of drunken confidence. He was clearheaded, sober and the agenda on his face was loud and clear. “I dont like drinking”, he said, his voice deep with an accent I wasn’t expecting. Italian. A chill ran down my spine, and it wasn’t because of how good he sounded. He had power radiating off him, unlike anything I’ve felt in before. Scars adorned his knuckles, but covered in black ink. His hands were steady, too steady to be considered mormal. The stranger was trained - in what? I had no clue.