Stolen By A Sinner Novels & Stories

Mercedes lied, knowing that her baby is now lost forever. "Did my daddy steal from you?" exclaimed the little girl. Her voice was tinged with surprise. "My daddy says stealing is a sin, it's in the Bible, and it's something you should never do." She let out a horrified shriek. "You are absolutely correct, pretty girl." She groaned and clutched her stomach even more tightly. "Come in, I'll help you look for what my daddy stole of yours, and you can give him the whip," the little girl said as she opened the door wider as she expressed her displeasure with a frown.

The tinkling sound of gold coins scraping reached their ears. “Oh, that must be Laura. I told her to pocket all the treasures I stole and carry them upstairs." 'That is my money! It's my money!' Albertus refrained from jumping. 'Wait, they're just women, let alone one is pregnant. I can knock them unconscious, then take away some of my money before that big guy shows up.” Albertus' eyes changed, but Fuschia and Merri missed it. “Even if you manage to get out, you will become a fugitive from the kingdom as a thief, as well as a sinner who deserves to be burned alive. So, reflect on your mistakes, and repent by promising not to do them again.”

“ 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 know I didn’t mean to—he tried to—” “Don’t,” he interrupted softly, his jaw locking as he tilted the glass slightly. “You think explanations matter here? You think he cares why you did it?” He. Liam Moretti. The name pulsed in my head like a curse, echoing in every corner of the room. Stories about him traveled through whispers — the Devil of the South, the man who made people vanish, the man who smiled while ending lives. My breath hitched. “What’s in the glass?”

The same one that your father handed over to the Don because he finally felt remorse for stealing it from us? ‘What? No!’ I felt aghast. ‘We didn’t steal anything from the Virtus family!’ ‘SAYS THE ONE WHO ACTUALLY STOLE FROM US!!’ Randy bellowed triumphantly. ‘For years you and your clan kept quiet about it. Not once did you think to come clean!' 'But there's nothing to come clea—!' I rebutted, which was swiftly drowned in Randy's voice. 'You said you love the Don—you said you want to be one of us—well then COME CLEAN OF YOUR DIRTY TRICKS!’

He wasn't going to keep sulking in front of Adrian Grey as a coward. Amber had also suspected that Adrian might have ulterior motives towards them so setting boundaries in their relationship was the best course of action. He had finally gotten to the end of who his blackmailer was, and it turned out to be one of Rowen Hickson’s gold-digging concubines, which he had put in her deserving place—-prison.

"The person who deserved to hear that can no longer hear anything. Because of you, she lived her whole life without a clean identity. After she died, even a cemetery application was delayed because her records had already been stolen by you." Henry's shoulders trembled violently. From downstairs, sirens began to rise, one after another, growing closer.

I glared at him. “I don’t care!” I shouted as I stormed past him on my way to the library. My heart was telling me to stop, go back and apologize, but my ego wouldn’t let me. I also wanted to check on a couple of things in the library! As far as I can remember, nobody has ever survived if their sire was killed. There was one mention of an unlinking spell, but there was no mention of whether it worked. I hated that our books weren’t a complete history! As I walked into the library, the shelf at the back caught my eye and I sighed. I walked straight there and a bit into my wrist letting the blood drop on the floor in front of it. The heavy locks opened behind the shelf as it slid to one side a

“Men bid for alliances.” “For influence.” “For heirs.” “For power.” Ava felt sick. “You’re disgusting.” The Lord chuckled. “You say that as if the world doesn’t already work this way.” Dominic grabbed Ava’s hand. “We’re leaving.” But Ava pulled back again. “And you wanted me?” The Lord didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” Dominic stepped forward instantly. “You’ll never have her.” The Lord smiled faintly. “You already stole her once.” Ava’s head snapped toward Dominic. “Stole?”

A grateful chuckle had escaped my throat when I saw that the moon was favouring me and instead of taking a little bite, suck a little of her sweet smelling blood and leave, I fucked her. I could remember the night so vividly clear, she was the sweetest I've ever had, no cunt had ever gripped my dick so tightly in that manner, it made me almost lose my principles and standards as King and almost came before her but I refrained. I buried my seed instead of taking her blood and it seemed Draven and Lucian had a similar fucked up story similar to mine. Right now, pinning the guard to the wall, I'm shaking with rage. He should be on guard and not leaving his duty post.